Someone asked me the other day why I’m so happy all the time. First of all, I don’t think I really am happy all the time, and I don’t know anyone who is. But I would agree that I’m happy a lot of the time.
At some point in my 27 years here, I realized that nothing is promised. All of this could be over tomorrow. I don’t say that to point out the darkness; I say it to highlight the absolute miracle that is today. It’s crazy to me that we get opportunity after opportunity to create the lives we want.
Of course it isn’t all easy. Of course it isn’t all comfortable. We make mistakes so we grow. We stress out about things because we hope for the best. We go through heartbreak so we can learn to love all over again. And no, we don’t get to be happy all the time– because we get to be much more than that.
I’m happy as much as I can be, because I’m blown away that I am here in the first place. Because I know nothing is promised, and I know that I want to make the biggest impact I can in this crazy short amount of time. I am honored to have the opportunity.
Shot on Sony RX100 V #sonyrx#alphacollective#sonyrxmoments
Hiking to salto el limón cascada in Las Terrenas, in the dom Rep 🇩🇴. I love hiking on my travels; it's free (or almost free), you get to explore more of the area you're in and it helps you burn off all the empanadas, plantain, helado etc.
Where's the worlds best hike at yooo? I really wanna do Hollywood hills if I ever get to LA. (But that's more just bc i want to bump into amber rose or something lol)
My time in Thailand has come to an end. The scenery, culture, and food did not disappoint. That was all expected though. The unexpected, and absolute highlight of my trip, was all the amazing people that I met along the way.
The Estonian’s @tomplusveronica who quit their jobs a year ago to see the world
Jane the rock climbing champion who nervously steered her motorbike with me and all my gear on the back while holding on for dear life
All the beautiful people from @slumberpartybeach hostel who kept coaxing me into yet another night of shenanigans
My Tonsai climbing family, @sukriti_wandering_gypsy, toby, @tashagrim33, and Pritt.
And the dozens more, most of whom were perpetually travelling the world. Your stories will inspire me for quite some time.
For those of you that have never traveled alone, the world is full of friends waiting to get to know you.
Sunsets like these.. 👆😍 --------------------------------------
Spring is here and summer is not far away (well a couple of months where we live.. but 🔜🌱) I am longing for warm days and endless nights filled with spontaneous hikes and fishing trips.. This pic was taken in Norway last year and in just three weeks we're heading over there again for some family time. My second home 🙏👌 --
Tell me, would you like to watch the sunset from here? 👆🌄
Guatemala City. Always some kind of beauty to be found, depending on your lens. Not the cleanest city by any stretch but still holds many brightly colored houses the rest of Guatemala has boasted. #GuatemalaCity#minimalistvagabonds
"México, el último de los países mágicos. Mágico de antigüedad y de historia. Mágico de música y de geografía. Haciendo mi camino de vagabundo por esas piedras azotadas por la sangre perenne, entrecruzados por un ancho hilo de sangre y de musgo, me sentí inmenso y antiguo, digno de andar entre tantas creaciones inmemoriales." – AZUELA, Francisco.
Honored to have photographed some of the last remaining women of Buscalan who are covered in traditional tattoos. This form of beautification has been used in the region for thousands of years. #travelstoke
I once scoffed, with all the arrogance of youth, when people would say that life begins after 40. I dismissed the adage as something the aging cloaked themselves in to warm themselves against the cold marching of time.
Turns out, youth really is wasted on the young - the great joke the universe plays on humankind. This is my third birthday in my forties. Not all of them have been the happiest of my life, but all have been filled with more living than those that came before. I give far fewer fucks at 43 than I did at 23.
While I’m grateful to my 23-year-old self for many things — including the foresight to never tan her face — I wouldn’t trade my reality for hers. I may not fit into a bikini the same way she did (the smug bitch). I may have more sharply defined features and more fine lines. But — and here’s the kicker — at 43, I fit into my own stretched skin with a comfort and confidence I never possessed at 23.
I workout as much as she did - maybe even more (that bitch had a fast metabolism, damn her), but my body performs better for me than it did for her because I take care of it so much better than she did. Because at 43, it's not about perfection, but self-love, health and strength. The body I have now has given birth to two children, and I have earned every battle-scar that mars once-smooth skin.
I appreciate what I have now far more than she did. She hadn't experienced true loss, and hadn't earned her way in the world yet. I'm thankful to her for her role in making me who I am today, and to the people who have stood with me as they stood for her back then - as well as those I've collected as part of my tribe over the years.
Thank you to all of my friends and family near and far for making me feel special on my birthday. Life really does begin after 40 - the good bits, anyway. 📷: @kristinelana #mytinyatlas#doyoutravel#welivetoexplore#neverstopexploring#welltravelled#travelawesome#lebanon