The day we wake up, is the day we realise our souls have been guiding our journey with such grace and art that it takes a few breaths to sink it in. Whispering to us our entire lives, waiting for us to be ready to listen, becoming louder as we do. Preparing us to embrace who we are and live in alignment with It. My body is the canvas my soul chose to create the roadmap that led me to her. To me. One and the same.
Life is a wonderful Magical Mystery Tour and mine as taken me out to Far North Queensland, the land of crocodiles and pythons, and placed me in a paradise up the Gillies Range with the Rainforest as a backyard where a precious fairy and her beautiful Peter Pan have built their home with their own hands.
The story of separation has been disconnecting us from our roots, our truth and - ultimately - from one another. That is the story that lives on the belief that we are nothing but individual shells with no relation to all around us. That belief creates fears, and the swirl that arises from fear is one we have witnessed in so many different violent and horrific forms across history that is hard to accept we are yet to see through it. It is time that we speak up the word of love and togetherness. All lives matter.
After a year and a half traveling to the outmost places of pristine Australia we saw our lives transform into a Magical Mystery Tour as we dove deeper into healing ourselves. One morning, after having a local brewed coffee and walking barefoot in a village up in the mountains surrounded by subtropical forest, we stumbled upon a principle that is all about healing the Earth. It was in Nimbin, New South Wales - the town that was born out of the Aquarius Festival in 1973 - that we first heard the word: Permaculture.
What if you could take a train in São Bento station, right in the heart of Porto, and go all the way to Ho Chi Minh City, in Vietnam? “On the move” goes on the longest train journey in the world - 17 thousand kilometres across 11 countries - telling the story of a life on a train, but also the life of a micro-society on the move. By starting conversations with a smile, sometimes without the language of words in common, the truth of our oneness becomes undeniable. The love of a stranger feels like any other love, so there must be only one love, is that not so?