Vanessa McDonald
I combined all my favourite bits from previous blog posts about travelling and put them all in a neat little article.
I wrote this for Intuitive Wisdom, a wonderful site by Laura all about feeling full and gooey inside.
You can read my article here, but here’s a little taste as well:
Continue reading “Warrior Wednesday: As we learn to swim.”What can a travel writer write about when no one can travel? With borders internationally, and even statewide closed due to the global pandemic, it seems that all we do is stay put.
For the past 5 years, I have constantly been in a state of being away travelling or looking forward to the next time that I go overseas.
So, what is there to look forward to now? And also, what the hell do I write about?
Continue reading “Memories of India – May 2020”So, what can we do now? Nothing is open, we’re not together or socialising and none of us can work (or, at least, not many of us). There’s a spooky, empty feeling going around that shadows over all of us. So, how about we just create things instead?
I was thinking the other day, however, that it seems the entire world is being forced to do what I’ve chosen to do. I’ve come home to spend time doing internal work. Winter is coming to Melbourne, which I haven’t experienced in three years. I know now that winter is a time to go inwards, to heal and to do the work.
Continue reading “Create, Week 1 – March 2020”Once again, the question I’m being asked most these days is “how does it feel to be home?”
And the answer is the same as it was the last two times I came home; it’s weird. But I think I can identify the weirdness a little easier now due to some reflection.
Continue reading “Home vs The World – March 2020”Happy New Year everyone! Now that the champagne hangovers have cleared and we’re all ready to give up on our new year’s resolutions, I thought it would be time to inform you all of how I spent my new years in New York City.
It was humble, to say the least.
Continue reading “New York and New Years Eve – January 2020”
Let’s start here. New Mexico was never on my list of places to visit if I’m honest. The reason I came here was because Rhea, a girl a met in India 4 years ago, saw that I was in the states and invited me to come stay with her. I looked at a map (as my geography of the United States is pretty average) and saw that from Arizona to Colorado, New Mexico is kind of on the way.
Sitting on the train to New Mexico from Flagstaff, I have some time to sit and write.
Time has really escaped me during the last few weeks. It feels as though each day has melted into one another. Which is really beautiful, but also invites a feeling of being slightly concerned too. Concerned about what I’m doing and if I’m simply just “wasting time” instead of doing something for the benefit of a career or personal development.
But it has also been really nice to slow down and relax.