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Today I turned 27 years old. This is not an age that is by any means a milestone. It is, however, a number that holds much significance for me personally.  Ever since I was a little kid, 27 was always my favorite number. I know, it is a very odd number to select as a favorite; why not one of the primary numbers like 3 or 5, why not the superstitious 13, why not the clean even 20? I can’t explain it, but I always liked the look and feel of 27; an age young but mature, a dollar amount not huge but still worth something, a quantity amount enough but not excessive. 27 is the age I have assigned to many of my characters in my writing throughout the years. And now, I am this age and for me, there is a lot to reflect on because of it.

27 represents a crossing from the mid-20’s to the late 20’s – the final third of the golden decade.  When I was a teenager and even in my early 20’s, I truly believed that by my late-20’s, by 27, I would be a wildly successful writer of sorts, a homeowner, and married. Yet here we are and I am not close to being any of these things. My life has not unfolded in the ways I thought it would, but this is not a unique sentiment. Ask anyone and you will probably find that their life’s journey has unfolded in a multitude of unexpected ways as well, usually taking them to different destinations than they ever thought they would end up.  So rather than being disappointed or discouraged with where I am at as I become this age, I am choosing to be at peace and trust in the divine flow of the universe and my part in it. Additionally, I am choosing to believe that 27 is going to be a wondrous year for me. While my 27 does not look how I envisioned when I was young, I have reason to believe that my 27 will still be significant and meaningful.

Again, 27 has been an important number for me since I was a little kid. And they say that numbers you feel drawn to or repeatedly see again and again may be your Angel Numbers. What are Angel Numbers? Angel Numbers are codes from your spirit guides to convey messages to you throughout your life. Your numbers can change over time depending on what you are going through, and others stay constant. 27 has been constant for me and so I finally looked up what this angel number means.

The Angel Number 27 is a message from your angels that new information or news of a positive nature is on the way. It is a message to believe in yourself, your intuition and the callings you feel within. Angel Number 27 is a message of faith, trust, and self-belief. Your angels ask you to step forward on your life path with confidence and grace. Maintain a positive attitude and perspective and trust that you will manifest positive results, rewards, and blessings into your life.

What a positive meaning behind this number! The good, however, does not stop there. 2018 – this year that I turn 27 in – is a big year in astrology. I recently read an article from an astrological contributor at Elephant Journal that tells us that each sign in the zodiac has a lot of potential in 2018. I am a Pisces, and very much so, here is what they had to say about Pisces in 2018:

“A magical carpet ride is about to be set in motion. 2018 is your year to become enchanted with all of the mysteries of the universe and refuel your emotional reserves. Out of this realm discoveries are awaiting. Its finally time to swim care-free through an ocean of positive emotions. Your Pisces Mantra for 2018: ‘Get Enchanted’”.

So if we put this all together, I am in my Angel Number year of 27 being guided toward positive news and encouraged to believe in myself in addition to being a Piscean in 2018 which is to be an enchanted year that takes me on a magic ride. What a combination, right? So here is to believing that this new year of life, this next jaunt around the sun, is going to be beautiful!

Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear – Book Review

You know Elizabeth (Liz) Gilbert, because I know you have seen and/or read Eat Pray Love – that’s her book. And though you may only associate her as the woman who found herself through her time  eating in Italy, meditating in India and loving in Indonesia; what you may not be as aware of as I am is that Liz Gilbert is an earth-bound angel sent to help us capture inspiration and liberate our creativity in our daily lives. I’ve listened to her talks and interviews and read other works of hers and her words always touch me at my core; it’s the same story with her most recent memoir, Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear.

In Big Magic, Gilbert touches on many different aspects of creativity and the undeniable human instinct that we have for it. For the book, Liz draws on experiences from her own life, stories from others, and the wise words of many different types of memorable people. It is, in short, a discussion of creativity, its importance to us and our world, and how we should go about treating it, cultivating it, and living it.

Now, I am not going to launch into some 10 page essay breaking down every facet of the book and dropping quotes left and write; you don’t need to read much more from me, you don’t need more words to process, you just need to go and read the damn book. The book manages all at once to be informative, educational, comical, thought-provoking and, well, inspiring. You’ll love it!

With that said, if you’d like to read on, I would like to share a few of my biggest, personal takeaways from my read of Big Magic.


Inspiration and Ideas are often external forces – Gilbert theorizes that the inspiring thoughts and ideas that come to us do so in the literal sense of the phrase – they come to us from somewhere else, outside of ourselves. In a sense, she discusses the intriguing possibility that the ideas that spark us to create are their own beings of energy and light floating around, and they seek a vessel – a person – through whom they can be brought into the physical world. Ever had an idea that you thought, “Huh, that’s really cool!” but you never acted on it, and then a month, a year, or even a decade later you see that idea come into reality by someone else and you think, “Hey! That was my idea!” but you accept it as a mere coincidence? I know you have, we all have. Well, you probably did have that very idea. That idea probably chose you to try be born through, but you didn’t do anything with it. And so, it left you and moved onto someone who could and would bring the idea into reality.

I found this discussion in Big Magic to be incredibly intriguing. I had heard Gilbert discuss this topic before in this TED Talk, and at first I wasn’t sure what to make of it. After reflecting a bit, I’ve come to realize that I totally and completely agree with this concept of the external idea. Have you ever had a thought or idea that when you first thought it up you believed it to be the greatest idea ever, but then you didn’t write it down fast enough and no matter how hard you try you simply can’t remember what that idea exactly was? We’ve all had it happen; the poem or song you dreamed up but didn’t pen down and now you can’t remember how it went in your head, the storyline of the epic novel that would be riveting but you didn’t draw it out fast enough and now the storyline isn’t as strong, etc. I have had ideas – flashes of inspiration – but I didn’t eternalize them fast enough; and when I go to remember them, no matter how deeply I rack my brains, I simply can’t remember them at all! I have lost great ideas and tore myself apart in search of finding them again, but I can’t. Why? Because they are nowhere to be found within me; they have literally left my body and my conscious and moved onto a person that will act on them more quickly and birth them into the mortal world where they can touch others.

This is not to say that this theory discredits people who appear to always be brilliant in terms of creativity and may even be called geniuses. Rather, the theory supports the idea that some people are great vessels or instruments for catching the ideas that are floating around in the ether, working with them, and developing them into something truly amazing. We can be creative people, but we just have to be open to reaching out into the universe and catching the right ideas that we can then work with to create. As you can tell, this was a hugely important part of the book for me; I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on the subject.


Stop putting requirements and expectations on your creativity – In Big Magic, Liz implores us to not burden our creativity with fantastical expectations and goals. Translation: stop telling your creativity that it must make you X amount of dollars so that you can leave your day job, stop telling your creativity that it must make you famous and adored, stop telling your creativity that it must produce more than the art you are making it for. This type of energetic thinking does no one service; it limits your creativity, it creates stress and longing within yourself, ultimately leads to sacrifice on the part of the creativity, which eventually leads to frustration and disappointment. There is no point to this! Be kind to your inspiration and creativity and do it simply for the fact that you feel compelled to do so without any attachment to the end result!

This was a very important takeaway for me. Look at this blog, Johnny La Pasta, for instance. This blog is one of my creative endeavors; through it, I pursue my creativity namely in relation to cooking, yoga, and lifestyle all through the medium of writing. Lots of other people do this too, and many of them make money for it – like lots of money for it. And so, I have at times placed expectations on my work for this blog that it will earn me a larger income than what I currently make, allow me to work from home, afford me more funds and time to travel, etc. When I have placed these bar marks on my work for Johnny La Pasta, I have noticed that my writing becomes more difficult and I become more stressed – especially when I am not seeing the high expectations that I created met. Now sure, the goal of turning my blog into a fiscally viable line of work is a decent and respectable goal, but I now refuse to make it a requirement of my work here. I create the posts and stories that I do because I have a passion for writing and the topics that I am writing about. I cannot burden my writing and artistic impulses with grand schemes. Instead, I will continue to create what I do because I feel compelled to and because I want to!

So, create because you feel it is something that you need to do, and do it without attachment or expectation. Enjoy the process, enjoy the result, be not disappointed by any of it!


Humans are meant to create…SO CREATE! – History tells us that humans have a deep need and will to create. Ever since ancient people figured out how to make scrapes on cave walls, we have been creating. We have been creating even at times where it doesn’t even make sense to create. When there is famine, plague, and terror; logically you would think that all creative endeavors would stop because there is a greater need to focus on tasks that support survival, but still, people continue to write and draw and paint and sculpt and weave and more throughout all of it. Creativity is nearly as a basic a need for people as food, sleep and sex. As a collective species, we have an insatiable desire to create and so we do.

In Big Magic, Gilbert tells us to follow our creative impulses when they come. Creating is good for us on many levels; it’s like a vitamin for the mind and the soul. And anyone can take that vitamin.

For some reason, we have come to believe that to create you must be creative, creative in the Pinteresty sense of the word. We have come to believe that if you want to create you must be a genius or a prodigy in one medium, only then can you actively and often create. The truth is, however, that anyone can be creative at any time. We can all be creative in big and small ways on a day to day to basis. This does not mean that what you create has to publishable or producible or worthy of a nomination. You create whatever you want simply because you feel the need on any given day; no one has to see or know about it, you don’t have to judge and critique after the fact. All you have to do is enjoy the process of it!

Look at children. They take a piece of paper and some crayons and just go for it. They aren’t attached to the end result. They aren’t worried about winning an award for it. They just see pretty colors in the crayon box, inspiration strikes them, and they ride that wave and create. The tree they set out to draw might end up looking like deformed purple octopus; but who cares? They certainly don’t. They are creating for the hell of it, and that’s beautiful. Let’s be more like that.

Are you a plumber with a poem ringing through your head? Write that poem! It doesn’t matter that you are a plumber, if you’ve got the inspiration, act on it. Even if it turns out as ghastly as some of the jobs you encounter in your plumber duties, just get it out of you and enjoy it for what it is! Are you a mechanic with music radiating between your ears? Pick up and instrument and play and sing it loud! It could be great, it could be okay, it could sound like cats dying; it doesn’t matter! Are you a screenwriter with a silver screen idea in your mind’s eye? Write that damn screenplay without concern of whether or not a studio executive would buy it or even like it. Ski that slope of creative energy for as long as it goes.

Okay, I’ll stop now, you get the picture. The point is, Big Magic was a reminder for me that creating is fun and it is healthy and it is accessible at some level to all of us at all times; so we should do more of it.

And with that, I hope I inspire you to read Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear.

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Adventure to Paris and Munich 2015

Bonjour my friends! I have returned from my adventure to Paris and Munich which I embarked on September 20th through September 29th. It is astronomically difficult for me to answer the question, “How was your trip?” I think a few words I have used in response have been phenomenal, incredible, and wonderful. Truly, this venture was one that I will always remember for the rest of my days as it was enriching and of course, fun!

I now sit in my apartment, recovering from jetlag; I find it a real challenge to summarize such a wonderful travel experience. What to write about? What stories to tell? If I go documenting every day of my journey with every single sight I saw and meal I had, well, we’d have half a travel book on our hands. Instead, I think I will touch on a few different topics from my travels that made my vacation so spectacular.


Eiffel Tower Selfie

Paris is where I spent the majority of my time. Like everyone, I have grown up looking at images of the Eiffel Tower and the Arc du Triumph, I have been to people’s homes and restaurants where all of the décor is “Parisian”, and I have watched countless travel shows about how wonderful a city Paris is. All of these factors made Paris a top destination for me, a bucket list city to hit. I finally decided to book my trip and visit this iconic city, and it did not disappoint.

Paris really is a wonder. Every corner café, every bridge over the Seine, every historic building is a real life painting. Paris pulses with energy; artistic, historic, excitable, and relaxed all at once. There is much to see and do in this famous city. I gave myself a good amount of time in Paris so that I could find a balance of sightseeing as well as dwelling like a local and wandering about. All the sights, I saw: the tower, the arc, the Opera, the Louvre, Versailles; I am very happy that I have now experienced those unique places.

Equally exciting, in my opinion, is the fact that I was also able to wander through local neighborhoods and in and out of cafes, restaurants, and markets. I stayed at an Airbnb in a mostly non-toursity neighborhood, the St. Martin Canal District, and was therefore able to rise and have my morning pastries and coffee amongst local Parisians during their normal morning routines. I explored other neighborhoods and was able to wander the streets, see where people lived, see where they ate and drank – and eat and drink there myself too – and shop where they shop. In this way, I feel like I got a good sense of what it is like to be Parisian and live in such a city. I saw the tourist side of Paris which is wonderful, but I think I saw that real side too and that is often what I love the most.

Now, here are a few of my favorite sites and activities that I did:

  • Sacre Coeur – a Cathedral on a hill that is the highest point in Paris and overlooks the entire city. The Cathedral itself is breathtaking, and the view from it even more so. I went here both at sunrise and at sunset and was floored. I was watching the sunrise/sunset over Paris, France. Both times were wonderful, humbling experiences. I suggest you take the time to climb the Duomo of the Cathedral as well for the truly highest view in the city.
  • River Cruise on the Seine – a great way to see the city from the water of the famous Seine. You pass many of the major sights and it gives you a unique viewpoint of the city.
  • Picnics in Monceau Park and the Luxembourg Gardens – it’s easy to get caught up in the rush of Paris, whizzing from sight to sight to make sure you get everything in. However, they say that Paris is best enjoyed slowly. Take your time with your coffee and your wine, leisurely stroll the streets, and sit and enjoy what’s around you. I loved sitting in Monceau Park and the Luxembourg Gardens, 2 hours at each on separate days, and eating French delicacies and reading my book. It is so peaceful and romantic to lounge, to read, and to eat in the gardens of Paris.
  • The Latin Quarter – there are lots of different neighborhoods in Paris, each with their own flavor, and the Latin Quarter was my favorite. Though it is quite touristy, the energy in this neighborhood is lively and spicy. Many of the street corners in this area are what you picture Paris looking like in your head; lots of cafes packed with people from all over the world, apartments with flower boxes hanging outside the window, crepes being served from carts off the street. It’s a very fun area with a lot of great food and tiny streets to stroll down. If I were to live in Paris, it would be in this neighborhood.
  • The Markets – I love going to local markets wherever I travel; you get to see what the people there buy and sell, what they eat, and how they operate. I love French and Italian markets because there are no giant grocery stores; you go to the cheese shop, the bakery, the meat shop, and the produce shop – all separately. Each shop is dedicated to one grocery category and this seems to ensure better quality. I loved buying cheese from the Fromagerie, baguettes from the Patisserie, and local produce from the little fruit and vegetable shop. It was fun to shop among locals picking up food for home and really enjoy the products that France has to offer.

Now, I am Johnny La Pasta, and as you know I am ALL about good food. France is one of the gastronomic countries in the world, and so when you travel there it is obligatory to eat your way around with reckless abandon. The food was one of the biggest reasons I was thrilled to visit Paris: the pastries, the bread, the crepes, the cheese, the delicate and refined sauces, I wanted it all and I did indeed get it all. Here were some of my favorites!

  • Pastries – forget your American bacon and eggs or your yogi acai bowl; when you are in Paris your breakfast should be exclusively pastries! Every morning, I went to local Patisserie in the St. Martin Canal district and picked up at least 2 pastries for breakfast. The options extend far beyond croissants; every morning the Parisians produce fresh, warm pastries of all kinds for your enjoyment.I, of course, enjoyed their buttery, flaky croissants; they are just classic. However, I discovered some other really exciting pastries as well!
    • Escargot au Raisin – a wrapped pastry, similar to a cinnamon roll, but filled with raisins and a citrus sauce. They also come in a pistachio and chocolate version that is equally divine; I couldn’t get enough of my Escargot au Raisins!
    • Pain au Pommes –this translates to Apple Bread. It is very similar to banana bread, but much more moist and cake like with a distinct apple cinnamon flavor. This was one of the first pastries I ate in Paris and I could’ve cried at its delicious flavor and delectable composure.
    • Finally, my favorite of the pastries: Croissant aux Amandes – This is basically an almond bear claw with powdered sugar all over it. It is crunchy on the outside and soft and flaky on the inside with a pronounced almond flavor and the perfect amount of sweetness. This is one I could have every day, and in fact did have every day after I discovered its heavenly nature.
    • I suggest to you to try as many pastries as you can while you are in Paris because you will never find any like them here in the States or anywhere else in the world!
  • Street Crepes – If you don’t have crepes while you are in Paris, you are doing it wrong! Crepes in Paris are made quickly in your sight in a cart or stand, folded into a triangle, slid into a paper cone, and handed to you to eat casually as you stroll or sit and enjoy the sights around you. They are very affordable, quick, and good Lord are they ridiculously good! You can go sweet or savory. For a snack, yes – a snack – I had a cheese crepe that was an even dopier version of a grilled cheese if you can image. The real crepe winner, however, is the now classic Nutella Crepe. You can order this crepe with Nutella and bananas, Nutella and almonds, and so on and so forth; in any form it is all consuming good. Once I had had my first Nutella crepe, a crepe eating beast awoke within me and I had to have a Nutella crepe every day from that moment forward.
  • Classic French Dishes – I feel that when you are in Paris, or anywhere in France, that there are a few classic French dishes that you simply must have.
    • The first is Sole Meuniere – a lemon, butter fish dish that was the first dish Julia Child ate upon arriving in Paris and where her love of French cooking began. I had Sole Meuniere on my first night in the city and could have cried. The fish was flaky, buttery, tangy, and smooth; a truly masterful dish. Served with roasted fingerling potatoes drizzled in, you guessed it, more butter! Absolutely sensational.
    • Another must have, Beef Bourguignon, the classic peasant beef stew. It is savory, hearty, and warming on a chilly Parisian night. It is simple, but in the best possible way with those tender chunks of beef, delicately braised vegetables, and a comforting broth. Don’t skip out on this one!
    • French Onion Soup, though since you are in France it is simply known as Onion Soup, is another must. A savory and warming soup of onions, spices, and broth underneath floating crusty bread slices that are buried underneath a lawn of melted French cheese. Just wow! Though it is only soup, this dish is so incredibly satisfying and comforting.
    • Croque Monsieur is a perfectly classic French lunch that can be enjoyed from street vendors or at a small daytime café. Basically, Croque Monsieur is a dressed up version of grilled cheese with fresh bread, French cheese, and ham. The cheese is both inside the bread and on top of it as well. Warmed to the perfect temperature and with the bread at the perfect crunch level. Enjoy with a bit of green salad and a side of real Dijon mustard. Again, simple yet delightful!
    • Escargot – I finally tried it! They are actually delectable. They are like little clams with an herb, garlic, butter sauce all over them. It’s scary at first, but you’ll get over it after that first bite
  • Picnics with goods from the local markets – this was one of my favorite parts of my trip. All the food from the markets is so, so, so fresh! The bread is freshly baked, the cheese was made from local cows on grassy farms where the animals are treated well, the produce is organic and harvested by local farmers. It is a real treat to get a few of these items, sit in a park, and enjoy each of them. My favorite was sitting in Monceau Park with a fresh baguette, wedges of the purest bleu and brie cheeses, and fresh vegetables and figs. Every bite, though simple, was divine.

Basically, everything you eat will be incredible. They take a lot of care and pride in the raising, harvesting, and preparation of their food that we are often hard pressed to find here in the Sates. I suggest that you go with a big appetite and try everything; not only see Paris, but taste it too!

Now, I spent most of my time in Paris, but I also made it over to Munich, Germany as well! When originally booking the trip, I had planned to just stay in Paris with perhaps a day trip out into the countryside. Later, however, I discovered that one of my fellow yoga teacher friends who I trained with was heading to Oktoberfest in Munich while I would already be in Europe. She invited me to join and stay with her, her husband, and another couple of friends for THE ORIGINAL OKTOBERFEST. And how could I say no to that?



After a train ride that allowed me to see the glorious French and German country sides with rolling hills, thick forests, and hill nestled towns, I made it to the insanely energetic city that is Munich during the Oktoberfest season. I had a bit of trouble getting in touch with my friends because of an inability to get onto WiFi to contact them, but once I finally found them I had a truly amazing time for the rest of my stay in Germany!

That first night, I got to experience the craziness of the original Hofbrauhaus beer garden as I wandered through the chaos of this famous establishment in search of my friends as people from all around the world, dressed in lederhosen, swayed to the German band playing from the center of the building, drank, cheered, and some of them even getting on top of tables. I finally met up with my friends at Augustiner, one of the most famous pubs in Munich and got to catch up with them and some new British friends who had sat with them. Everyone was in bright, warm spirits in the cozy Bavarian atmosphere. Of course, I had a liter – yes, a liter – of the absolutely phenomenal and all-to-smooth beer, and I had an incredible German Potato Dumpling dish that completely took me by surprise. I really didn’t expect the food to be anything special in Germany, but it was really, really good!

I got to explore the town a bit with my friends before turning in. The next day, we were at it bright and early to hit up the original Oktoberfest. I bought my lederhosen to match my friends, and actually fit in because everyone at Oktoberfest wears the stuff, and we got into the Augustiner tent at 9am. Oktoberfest is so famous now, that it is challenging to get a table in one of the tents if you don’t get there early. Luckily, we actually grabbed a table, and the iconicness of it made us so joyful: we were in lederhosen, in the Augustiner tent, with our own table, at the original Oktoberfest! And so, naturally, we celebrated with more liters of beer and giant, fresh, salty pretzels (this was essentially our breakfast). We stayed at the table for a couple hours swaying like so to the German band and chatting with people from around the world. It was just a very happy time.

After we had been in the tent for a while, we took to the Oktoberfest grounds to explore, to people watch, and to eat! Walking around Oktoberfest is kind of like walking around a county fair that Bavaria has thrown up all over; there are carnival rides and games, there are lots of carts and stands selling decadent food and fun trinkets, but everything has that old world German feel and everyone is dressed up! We, of course, continued to eat more from the stands; I had a traditional White Bratwurst, which I am not normally a huge fan of, but because the quality and craft are so much higher in Germany, this Bratwurst an absolute treat! We rode the Ferris Wheel, from which we were able to see just how many thousands of people had come out to party at Oktoberfest. We walked more and took it all in, the fact that we were at the Oktoberfest – a bucket list item for all of us – and then, just like that, we left. Oktoberfest was insanely fun and a truly wonderful experience that I will always cherish.

For the rest of the day, we explored downtown Munich, still in lederhosen, which has its own old world Bavarian charm. We had dinner at a great Bavarian pub that made me feel like I had taken a step back in time and into an old German fairytale setting, and finally we turned in. That was really the extent of my time in Munich as I headed out before sunrise the next day and caught the earliest train back to Paris. My time there was filled with laughter, smiles, and of course, beer. I really loved it, and am so grateful to my friend for inviting me to join her and co. and crash with them. This entire side trip was a blast.

The Best Part

As you can tell, I did and saw a lot in both Paris and Munich. Both the cities and everything in between were fantastical, the sites spectacular, and all the food was divine. The best part, however, was meeting new people and making new friends from all over. As I said, I was traveling alone, which there is a lot to be said for.

When you travel alone, you are forced to figure everything out for yourself. I had to use a paper map (with no phone like the olden days) and navigate my way around, I learned the bus and metro system, I made myself be alone at times and be okay with that, and I put myself in situations that made me uncomfortable but helped me to grow once I worked my own way through them.

More importantly, is that when you travel alone, you are bound to meet new people. When you are traveling alone: 1. You are more willing to talk to new people because, duh, you’re alone with no one to talk to, 2. People seem to want to talk to you because you are a lone solider 3. People who are traveling in general are more open to talking with strangers because they too are out of their element, more open to new experiences, and are not distracted by work and the stresses of normal daily life.

All of these factors above led to me meeting a lot of great people that I can now call friends. Wandering alone, I was the master of my own universe, not tied down to solid plans or having to answer to or consult with anyone else, I was free to say “Mind if I join?” when I met a couple other Americans at the Louvre and ended up spending half the day and a meal with them, and I was free to say “Yes!” when a group of Norwegians invited me to sit with them (and buy me a drink) when they saw me dining alone at Le Chat Noir Café, and I was available to make plans with a Chilean couple that I met at dinner and basically ended up having dinner with them in the Latin Quarter to walk around and get Nutella Crepes after we had finished our meals.

Alone and unrestrained, I was completely and utterly free and open to make connections with the people that God placed in my path; and this is what made this trip so rewarding and enriching. I walked away from it with friends from other places in America, Canada, England, France, Germany, Norway, Italy, Chile, and more. Though I may never see some of them again, I will always remember them because I shared moments of joy with them when I was alone in a foreign land. And it brings me such happiness to have been able to travel halfway across the world and be able to meet interesting people, connect with them, and call them friends.

(Not all the people I met I got pictures with, below are just a few.)


I could go on and on about my travels, but as I said, we’d have a book on our hands. In the end, I would say that my trip was a true life experience that I feel has helped me to learn and to grow, and the memories that I formed are ones that I will have me forever.

Being Whole On Your Own

The world of relationships and love is a strange and confusing one; this we all know to be true. I myself have not had an exuberant amount of luck in this area. While I have dated and have had partners, I have not been so lucky as many of my friends who have found young love that would appear to be the kind that will last. Even though my time in the relationship and dating world has not been extensive and I have spent most of my early 20’s single, I feel I have made some important observations about relationships based on the ones I have seen and paid attention to as well as my own relationships. I believe that I have found a common theme in my relationship studies that can make or break a couple – whether or not the two beings involved in the relationship are whole and complete on their own.

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