Tag: slow living
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There’s something deeply soothing about living with plants. Not a full jungle. Not a perfectly curated Instagram collection. Just a few green companions that remind you to slow down and breathe. Plants soften a room. They bring life into still spaces. And without saying anything, they seem to say: you’re home now. Why Plants Help…
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Lately, many people I speak to are overwhelmed by the weight of the world. The cruelty. The injustice. The chaos. It’s easy to get swept up in it — to feel angry, sad, helpless, or outraged. And I get it. These feelings are valid. It’s a sign your heart is working. That you care. But…
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Some days, the world feels like too much. And some days, it’s just enough to walk. Not for steps. Not for goals. Not to listen to a podcast or cross something off your list. Just to walk. In the drizzle. In the sun. In the wind that turns your cheeks pink. Without your phone. Without…
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Guilt is one of those feelings that rarely travels alone. It comes with stories, with expectations, with invisible rules we never agreed to but still try to follow. Many women carry guilt as a constant undercurrent: for not doing enough, for not being enough, for choosing themselves. This guilt can creep in when we rest.…
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Many of us struggle with setting boundaries, not because we don’t know what we need — but because we’re afraid of what will happen if we say it out loud. The fear of rejection or abandonment. The anxiety that we’ll seem selfish or unkind. The discomfort of potential conflict. For some, there’s guilt and a…
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There’s a kind of tiredness that runs deeper than sleep.The kind that lingers in your bones even after a full night of rest.The kind that doesn’t go away with coffee or a weekend off. This kind of tired is not laziness.It’s not failure.It’s not something to push through. It’s a signal.A whisper from your body.A…
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It’s early July, and I’m seeing them everywhere: packed cars speeding down the highway, bikes strapped on the back, caravans attached, roof boxes bulging, children in the back seats glued to screens or squabbling. Everyone is headed South. The urgency is almost palpable. People are in a rush to get there. They drive for ten…
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There was a time when being busy felt like a badge of honor. Full calendars, inboxes overflowing, days of 10 to 12 hours work — all signs that you were doing something right. That you were needed. That you mattered. But lately, something has shifted. Not in a loud or headline-worthy way.Just small, deliberate choices…
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We scroll through feeds curated to perfection—beaches without crowds, skin without blemishes, lives without mess. But what if the real trap of social media isn’t the content, but what it does to our sense of self? The Comparison Loop You open an app for a quick check—and before you know it, you’re spiraling. Someone just…
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An invitation to wander, not rush Somewhere along the way, travel became something to conquer.An itinerary to fill. A checklist to complete. A race from landmark to landmark — snap, post, repeat.But what if travel wasn’t something to rush through?What if it was something to sink into? That’s the promise of slow travel.Not just a…