Why this website-blog ?
Most of us grow up thinking of all the things we will do once we become adults, a sort of mental wish list.
I am no different.
My wish list had so many things set in other countries that I knew at an early age that I would be a nomad. The list was made of things that were both exciting and “save the world” type. I needed to believe that good and happy existed as opposed to what I experienced everyday in my home. My reality left me feeling trapped and used and the list was my dream for a better life.
My plan was to get a job as soon as possible and to save money for my ticket out to start my own Life .
I was convinced that life would send me a sign when the time came and that, as soon as I made the first step, everything else would follow.
Why ?
Because my intentions were to be good and to do good around me by living according to my own moral values.
Well, I also thought I could save the world.
Every person I shared my plan with, told me that I was being ridiculous, that I would need a ton of money, that I couldn’t do it or they just laughed at me and belittled me.
And you know what ? : I didn’t believe I could do it.
I KNEW I WOULD DO IT .
People’s responses were so pessimistic that I was sad for them to be this way and I realized that I would have to write about my journey and share it with others to inspire them to go after their own dreams.
I would write the key moments and use my notes as memory triggers in the future when I would sit down to write about the complete journey.
On this website, you will not only find a collection of the original diaries and letters but also a series of Memoirs where I tell the truth. The truth about my unstable mental state, of how I made money to afford my lifestyle and most importantly how I managed to have no fear and so much faith in my hippy ways.
I simply believe in Life being the greater Master of all Living.
I wish these diaries and stories will remind of your own free spirit and make you smile, make you dream , give you courage, transport you, keep you company, remind you of your power if you have forgotten.
Sylvia H.
Why Now ?
When my dog Karma started to be paralized a little voice told me that the time was coming for me to be alone and get to that writing .
After my dog’s death I distracted myself in order to grieve and started selling my few belongings to gather enough money for the three months I had figured it would take me to put my diaries together.
Luckily for me my timing coincided with the ‘lock-down’ due to COVID-19 and even though I couldn’t go to my place of choice it allowed me to not be distracted.
So here I am now with the real story.
NOTE : The content of this website is extremely personal and under copyright. I will appreciate for you to not copy it or use it for your personal use. Feel free to contact me if you have any questions related to the content.
Sylvia H