Reya stepped on Gautham’s head while he was laying down and an argument ensued. Gautham tried to talk to her but she was too upset. He left the room and Reya was crying. I went over to her and we talked. Here are some parts of that conversation.
Reya: *Crying* Daddy is angry at me and he was so rude to me! Me: I saw that. How did it make you feel? Reya: It made me sooo sad 😭 Me: Why do you think daddy acted that way? Reya: I don’t wanna talk about that part. (*lol I love her honesty) Me: I think we need to talk about all the parts but we can do after some time has passed.
Minutes later, when she was ready to talk about that part;
So, why should you wake up early? This is a great question.
What I know for sure is that I don’t want to do something just because it is trendy and/or because everyone is doing it. I want to do it because it makes sense to me, my body and my life.
So what are the benefits of waking up early? Well, we all probably know them already, and if we don’t, it’s just a simple google search away. Listing the benefits of waking up early is not the purpose of this blog post. What I want to write about is is the magic of rising early.
Because once we know the magic of it, then it becomes us naturally. Without the magic, no matter how many logical reasons you read why you should do something, you just can’t bring yourself to do it, or at the very least, you can’t sustain it.
I have some thoughts of a few things that have helped me get onto the path towards good health.
To be healthy means to thrive in all aspects of living; your energies your body, your mind, your soul. When all these aspects of your life are aligned and functioning to it’s maximum potential – that is living. That is health.
I believe in adventure. I believe that adventure is the only way for me to to really know the world, and to know life. It’s about immersing myself and exploring the earth, to live and love with different communities, to thrive in various environments, to melt into different aspects of life that would never have been known to me from my home in the suburbs.
It turns out it is not so easy to maintain my blog in the final semester of my final year. But I will be back. Just 5 weeks to go. It’s quite unbelievable.
So I thought I would continue to share photographs from Morocco to tide you over while I am away attempting to wrap my head around orthopaedics (the speciality I keep conveniently forgetting about. I definitely would not succeed as an orthopedic surgeon.)
The next stop on our Moroccan adventure was the Todgha Gorge up in the high Atlas mountains.
I hope you all had a wonderful New year and I’m glad you can join me in 2016.
My husband and I returned this week from our trip to Morocco over the holidays.
We booked a YOLO tour with G Adventures.It was our first time with GA, and we were looking forward to seeing if this is something we would do again. After 7 days with G, it is safe to say we loved everything it offered. We loved how much of this stunning country that we got to see, and the experiences we had. My husband always told me that he wants to ” collect experiences, not things.” and that stuck with me. For me, the most beautiful thing about our tour was not the things we saw or the landmarks we visited, but the experiences we had.
We arrived in Marrakesh a couple of days before our tour began, and spent our time in the luxurious Jnane Tamsna. This hotel has to be one of my favourites that I have ever stayed at – because it didn’t feel like a hotel at all. It felt like home, the staff like family members welcoming us with their gracious hospitality. We walked the gardens, as though we were walking in our own backyard. We passed ocean-blue swimming pools glimmering under the sunlight, trees budding with lemons and lives, flower petals strewn delicately all over the ground. We spent the two days in the hotel, without leaving to explore, it was a tranquil paradise, and the most perfect way to begin our Moroccan adventure.
This is the last post in the series of photographs from Kat and I’s adventures in Portugal (with a few selfies sprinkled in there too). Thank you for letting me share all of these with you. I hope you get a chance to visit this beautiful country if you haven’t already.
My friend Kat and I decided to go on adventure at the end of the semester. The first question was – where? My first choice was Bosnia and Herzegovina, as I had a very specific image in my heart of where I needed to be. But we eventually chose Portugal (Don’t worry B & H, you’re next!). I was craving nature, mountains, trees, green, grass and Kat loves the sunshine. Kat discovered the city of Sintra, about 45 minutes outside of Lisbon. I would like to share some (okay, a LOT) of photographs from our adventures in Portugal.
It’s mostly images, not so much writing. I think the photographs speak for themselves.
Have you been to Portugal before, or are there any readers who are from this gorgeous country?