How do you write about an adventure you thought was only a dream? Do you believe in putting wishes out to the universe so they can come true or do you think you make them happen and that there isn’t anything but you, and your ability to make life what it is…. I’m on the fence, it’s nice to have dreams,

As I turn the old single tap on, I silently pray it will shower me with warm or even better nice hot happiness. But alas, not today my friend, it’s the usual cold dribble which I should be used to by now. I miss that feeling of standing in my big, beautiful, clean bathroom with hot steaming water

Amazonia 17/02/24 Have you ever felt really ill-prepared for something you were about to do? That was me going deep into the Peruvian Amazon to do an Ayahuasca ceremony. First I had to hitch into the closest town to access money which was a half day event, and in the end I didn’t withdraw enough, then a rush at 6.30 am on

Have you ever considered that society as a whole is designed to make you sick? Imagine discovering that the life you've been living has been unscrupulously planned and fabricated to make you unwell. It’s not a crazy thought. When you take the time to breathe and look at the illnesses that are on the rise or epidemics as one might call them it

It’s Sunday in the lush, steamy and humid Amazonian village of Chazuta. The red soil covered streets are busy with tuk tuks whizzing past, hungry skinny dogs barking next to them, free and wild. The drivers, mostly men smiling that smile that seems to take up their whole face, and waving to each other like we are all related. This one

With my feet in the grass and my head in the clouds Chazuta feels like home. The river, wild and brown, thick, raging and dangerous The dogs, running, barking, loud, The children, laughing, yelling, the trees talking. The mountains watching. The coca in the street, the food overflowing into stories and discussions Cerveza, cold and full of life. The dirt that is the path it covers your feet It

After our usual (he plans very well), morning of YouTube, hard black coffee, a spliff and selling off some flailing stocks, we headed to the gym (he likes to go at 11 sharp). Apparently Bobby only gets picked up when I go but I get picked up every time. Now in saying that, just because the average age is hitting