Posts tagged journal
Spill the Tea Event: how I hosted my first event at Teatulia Tea Bar in London with zero experience

A few months ago, I had a surge of creativity hit, which is still coursing through me. I was listening to old podcast episodes I had recorded and never released and I asked myself why. I hadn’t been brave enough, maybe? Or it could be that I was too lazy? Maybe I didn’t feel excited by them? I don’t remember. But it reminded me of a list of creative pursuits I had written out. On that list, among other things, was the desire to get brave and conceptualize, create, and host an event.

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2018: a year of upheaval + falling back in love {with life}

If you would have told me a year ago that I’d be celebrating a new year in England and that I was starting to make my living as a writer, I would have told you to get lost. If you would have told me this time last year that I’d be going to New Zealand twice in 2018, I probably would have thought it a cruel joke. If you’d have told me future Tara would spend 2018 revisiting favourite countries, getting compensated hotel stays and tours, working with brands I love, and that I’d be writing at a British-owned and Chinese-based publication, I’d have told you to get the hell out.

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28 // the state of the union

The night before my birthday, right after Tavener continued the birthday-eve ice cream tradition, I had a bit of a panic attack. I felt far away from New Zealand, the place that feels most like home. I felt far away from my friends. I began to think about time and distance and changes and the fragility of life and regrets and the future and it just felt a bit...heavy?!? But then, I arrived back in Laos. I took a dip in the pool and drank a mojito. I sat in my white robe and I got ready for a dinner with friends and I just thought to myself, "You live a good life, T." Even when it's hard or chaotic."  

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the flightless bird, back in flight

Silly Little Kiwi doesn't refer to the fruit, though they are delicious. It's a reference to 7 years ago when I set off on a plane to New Zealand and blogging became my way of expressing it all. It's ironic since a Kiwi bird is actually flightless and yet I find myself constantly with a boarding pass in one hand and my notebook in another. And as silly as it sounds, this silly little space is making a return. You're not surprised at all though, right? 

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the love my love of travel brought me

This year, I started writing and realized that, without meaning to, I was writing about platonic love. I felt really excited by that because platonic love seems unofficially deemed less important than romantic love. But I think both make life worth living. Both are significant and both can be life-changing. 

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27 things I've learned from 27 years of travel

As a woman who's lost track of how many countries she's been to {close to 40?! I don't know}, all of those journeys would be worthless without lessons learned from every boarding pass, right? So here is some pre-birthday knowledge from a woman who was raised moving and continues to live in a constant state of motion.  

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