Living Five Lives in a Year as a Nomad
A journey of finding connections, constant self-redefining, and lifetime adventures while running a startup across nine countries.
2022 was the year I spread my wings. I packed my life into a carry-on suitcase and 45L backpack and set out to build many lives across nine different countries. From communing in a hippie village in the mountain of Peru, isolating in the dense jungle of Amazon, countless late-night shenanigans in Colombia to co-living with 20 startup founders in Lisbon. I experienced the full richness of life, all while running my company as a digital nomad at the same time.
I quit my job and moved to Bali during Covid after having spent 10 years in Singapore. The vibrant and vastly different way of life in Bali sparked my curiosity about what life could be like in other places around the world. While I had traveled a lot, I realized living in a place gives me the depth and unique flavors that I couldn’t get from just seeing the top landmarks for a couple of days. I want to speak the language, go to the local hidden gems, see regular faces at community events and get invited to home-cooked dinners. I didn’t want to simply be a tourist who only gets a glimpse of what a country has to offer for a few days, only to return to my old way of living. I wanted to fully breathe in and integrate the way of living in each new place.
Being in my late twenties and having the freedom to work from anywhere, I thought this would be the best time for me to venture out into the world. So I made a pact to live in a new continent each year for the next five years.
Having said all that, it wasn’t an easy decision to leave Bali. I had my soul tribe I get to cuddle and have deep conversations with at all times. I’ve got my happy places and routine. My weeks were filled with countless heart-opening gatherings and community events. Despite all that, my higher self was calling me to leave my bubble and explore new horizons. Call it a growth-seeker syndrome — the moment something gets too comfortable, I itch to taste fresh adventures.
And boy, many adventures I did have in one year. In this post, I’m going to take you on a tour of the different lives I’ve lived. I’ll share the highlights and lowlights of each chapter and sprinkle some wisdom gems at the end. So strap on your seatbelt and set sail for a ride with me!
A Look Back at All The Five Lives
The Lonely Winter in Turkey
The first country I decided to live in is Peru. Since it’s a long way to get there from Indonesia, I thought why not make an extended one-month layover in Istanbul? Traveling solo, post-covid to a big city after living the island life in a community for a whole year was quite jarring. I remember feeling excited just from riding public transport again. I was enamored by the charming blend of the modern architecture of the west and the vibrant energy and history of the east. The ornate architecture, the glorious spread of Turkish breakfast, and the vibrant energy of the city was filling me with a lot of life.
To my surprise, however, it was difficult to find communities and English-friendly gatherings there. I was desperate for company and resorted to dating apps quickly. Getting out of Asia for the first time since Covid, my inner explorer was all revved up. I went to see, eat and experience new things every day.
It took me a while to adjust my nervous system and get used to being by myself again. I had to shift my mindset from that of a tourist, constantly eager to see new places and people every day, to one of a resident, taking the time to relax and immerse myself in the city at a slower pace of life.
Just when I had settled into my new routine, I got Covid for the first time. Having to spend most days in bed by myself, in an unfamiliar place, was difficult, to say the least. Thanks to 21st-century technology, I was connected to friends and family and received the emotional support I needed. The two new Asian friends I spontaneously made one cold evening in Istanbul were also very sweet to constantly check in on me.
My time in this country opened my eyes to the spiritual bubble I had been living. I couldn’t help to notice the repressed emotions and aggression that some of the middle eastern men displayed in their interaction with me. One of my dates shared a deeply personal and heavy story with me and he thanked me profusely for listening to him without withdrawing like how his friends used to. I said I was honored to be holding space for him and he asked what “space holding” means. This is something I took for granted in my conscious community. I realized that the level of depth and heart-centered connection that I could easily drop into with friends in Bali is a luxury that many people only get to experience with a therapist they pay a hefty amount for. It’s a wake-up call for how much healing and work we still need to do in our society.
The Spiritual Living in Peru
After my 30-day visa is up, I finally made my way to South America. Immediately, on the first day of arriving in Peru, I lost my laptop. I must have left it on the plane. I went back and forth with the airlines with no success in recovering it. Losing something so essential in a new place without knowing anyone was quite a blow to my emotional state. But soon I managed to pick myself up by immersing in the natural beauty of the country. The awe-inspiring Machu Pichu, the magical Rainbow Mountain, and their picture-perfect turquoise Lake Humantay took all my blues away.
After a week of playing the good tourist and checking off all the major sights, I finally moved and spent the majority of my time in Pisac, a spiritual village nestled in Peru’s Sacred Valley. I’m not going to lie, going to an ecstatic dance and seeing people dressed in loose linen and flowy pants with dreadlocks instantly made me feel at home. That was a truth-facing moment when I questioned how much of a full-blown hippie I had truly become.
Experiencing a community again after being mostly alone for a month brought me immense joy. It’s quite incredible, I realized, to be able to experience a sense of belonging by meeting “my people” even though I was on a completely different side of the globe. As much as I don’t like stereotyping the spiritual community, there’s something about the way they dress and talk that indicated certain values you share that bring a certain sense of familiarity of comfort to me. Alas, I even ran into a friend from Bali on the dance floor. It boggled my mind sometimes how connected the conscious community is. I was literally on the other side of the world and I would bump into people as if it were a cab ride away.
I stayed in a retreat center where I paid $350 per month with the view of the majestic Andean mountains of Peru. It was a real steal and an incredible opportunity to live in a community. From the casual talk in the communal kitchen to taking classes together and forming deep friendship, it was really heart-nourishing. I noticed my community builder side also started to come out. I would create WhatsApp groups and organize movie nights or themed dinners to bring everyone together.
Pisac was a pretty little town with a laid-back lifestyle. It has about five main cafes that people go to. Getting around was mostly on foot or by Tuk Tuk. People pretty much just stay out in the sun, do yoga, chat and drink tea. There’s not much going on daily. The only consistent social event was the weekly ecstatic dance held in some of the most breathtaking locations. After some time, I got used to it. I got over my FOMO and anxiety about having to go out on weekends. I went to sleep and woke up early. I found peace in the simplicity of life there. Ironically it’s in this quiet life where people often do nothing that I have worked the most. With close to no distractions I put my head down and plugged away almost every day. It was proven necessary for me to finally close the $1M funding for my startup.
One thing that struck me was the integration of plant medicine as a way of life. I’d see posters and signs blatantly hanging on the road and in cafes advertising all kinds of plant ceremonies. There’s even a center that hosted Ayahuasca ceremonies that people can drop in at every Saturday evening. The town is also seemed to be a hub for those who were preparing or just returned from their big Ayahuasca retreat in the jungle. So on most days, my conversations in Pisac often revolved around spirit, energy, and consciousness.
I had my fare share of attending various ceremonies while I was there. Each one was profound in its own ways. It provided me with insights and otherwordly experiences that got me in touch more with life and my true self. However, I’ve learned that the real work begins after the ceremony. I’ve done this enough to realize that that uplifting, expanding feeling doesn’t last forever. While these experiences are powerful as a catalyst, the real change comes from the habits we commit to, the self-awareness we cultivate, and the relationships we work through on a day-to-day basis. Don’t fall into the trap of constantly chasing after the mystic and bliss. Yes go and get all the download and healing you need, but remember to come back to this one reality we all share, show up and do the work.
I ended my time in Peru with a 16-day retreat in the Amazon. After a few bad one-nighter experiences with ceremonies, I figured I needed the dedicated space and time where I can fully detach from the world and focus on being entirely present with this sacred work. Part of the process was doing a shamanic diet that required me to spend a week in isolation in the jungle. I wasn’t allowed to use soap or toothpaste and they served me one meal box a day with really bland, simple food without salt, oil or spices. I was also assigned to work with a dedicated “master plant” based on what my guide thinks I need to work on at this stage of my life. The whole experience was challenging but the most brutal part was dealing with the relentless mosquitoes every day. I made the best of it by meditating, journaling, reading, and sleeping, a lot. I got into my deepest meditative state and had a few profound realizations in the process. As for the ceremonies themselves, they were some of my most profound and mystical experiences. The energy of the jungle, how plants were prepared and how the indigenous shaman held the space was a completely different level from what I’d experienced before. I’d have to go into the detail another time but it’s safe to say that by the end of this retreat, I was filled with a deep sense of self-love, awe, and connection to the divine.
Reawakening My Social Animal in Colombia
Right after the transformative retreat, I flew into Medellin, Colombia, the City of Eternal Spring. Living the quiet hippie life was great but I missed the hustle and bustle of city life and I’ve heard many good things about Medellin from my fellow nomad friends in Bali. Despite being in a developing country, the city feels incredibly developed with a modern metro system, world-class bars, clubs and restaurants, and constant great weather. No wonder it’s consistently voted as one of the best cities in the world.
Within a few days, I was quickly plugged into many communities. There is literally a Whatsapp group for just about everything from foodies, arts, crypto, music festivals to ice bath and spiritual gatherings. Something is always going on. Learning Salsa, attending language exchange and hitting the bars and clubs are the top to-dos for most nomads there. Selina, the global hostel and co-working chain does a particularly good job in building community. They have an activity planned almost every day and getting my co-working pass there was an easy way to meet all of my friends.
Very quickly, I transitioned from the quiet, spiritual phase of my time in Peru to a very stimulating, high-energy environment. It was a little bit too much of a contrast too soon and I found myself having to take some time to recalibrate and slow down. I needed to remind myself to integrate all of the stillness and wisdom I had gained before getting too caught up in the hedonism of the city. I needed to find a balance that would allow me to enjoy all that city had to offer while still staying connected to my inner self.
I’m not sure if I’m becoming more tapped in after my spiritual conquest in Peru but it’s in Colombia that I felt I had stepped fully into my power as a facilitator and connector. I found myself naturally wanting to create intentional opportunities for people to connect in a group setting, and even hosted a few ceremonies for the first time. My friend and I would gather strangers to go to festivals together and at the pre-game, I would lead people in a circle to guide them through some breathing and heart-centered ways of relating with each other. It was an edge because I wasn’t sure how people who were not familiar with such conscious practices would respond, especially in an alcohol-filled party setting. I didn’t know if they would take it seriously and fully drop in. But to my surprise, again and again, I proved my inner critique wrong. Each time we did this intentional sharing, there was an immediate shift in the sense of safety, trust, and closeness in the group. Some of my best nights were spent with these groups of strangers for the amount of love and care we had for each other. I also got to organize my first retreat for startup founders and hosted a few startup meetups in Medellin, all using the same intentional practices and conscious relating techniques.
I had a whale of a time in Medellin experiencing many late-night outs, epic music festivals, and vibrant communities. It fulfilled my desire for the type of city energy I had missed. Toward the end of my time there, however, I started to feel the blues. Many of the people I had connected with in the first few months had left because they were primarily nomads who were only staying for a short time. As much as I love meeting new people, it got tiring to constantly re-establish new connections. As much as I love getting in touch back with my social animal side, it did get a bit much in the end. I found myself craving more intellectual stimulation and depth in my connection with others.
The Unexpected Epic Return To Singapore
After Colombia, I made an unexpected big detour back to Singapore. I was ready to fly straight to Europe from Colombia for my startup’s first offsite. I had my visa application submitted and I went through a thorough and time-consuming process. All only to be informed a month before my trip that it’s not possible to process my application from a country where I’m not a resident.
The most stressful part was the tight timeline — I had to be in the Netherlands for the offsite I’m running. Flights were exorbitant but I was running out of options. Eventually, I decided to cut my time in Colombia short and fly back to Singapore to sort out the visa issue.
While I had to make such a big trip back to Singapore, I thought, why not make the most of it? With only two weeks to plan from Colombia, I organized a charity birthday festival. It turned out to be the highlight of my year.
Inspired by the collective spirit of Burning Man and the conscious touch of Bali, I created BlessEd Fest as a platform for my friends to shine and activate their unique gifts to co-create magic together. From Impact Talks, Music Improv, Authentic Relating to Ecstatic Dance, and Cacao Ceremony, it was a wholesome and heart-expanding day that brought together over 50 of my friends from all over the world. These things were new to a lot of my friends there so I was a little nervous about how they would land. To my surprise, they were received with open hearts and everyone participated fully and shared deeply. We raised over three thousand dollars for Oxfam to help end poverty. One of my favorite moments was facilitating my biggest connection circle and gifting my friends the experience of deep wholeness and oneness. My heart was filled with immense gratitude for the love of my tribe, friends who stepped up at such short notice, and the opportunity to deeply connect, play, grow and be in service all in one day after such a long time.
What an epic reunion! There’s something deeply fulfilling about returning home and sharing your growth with people you haven’t seen in two years and watching their hearts open because of it. It’s humbling and heartwarming to be able to uplift my loved ones who have known and supported me for so long.
Besides the festival, my days in Singapore were filled with a lot of catching up with old friends, binging on delicious street food, and attending startup and web-3 events. The intellectually stimulating and heart-nourishing conversations I had during this time reminded me of the depth that I was seeking. It made me cherish the connections I have nurtured back home. Sometimes you’re too busy looking for the greener grass outside you forgot the gems that you already have inside your mine. It was really nice to relive my old life with a renewed spirit.
After weeks of uncertainty and anxiety, my visa was finally approved just a few days before my flight to the Netherlands. The weight of all the what-ifs and unknowns was lifted off my shoulders and I felt a huge sense of relief as I boarded my flight.
Getting Down to Business in Europe
My startup occupied most of my headspace in Europe. I spent the first two weeks in the Netherlands living in the same house with my team. It was the first time we gathered in person after having worked remotely for two years. My team has always felt like a family so I truly cherished the rare quality time I got to spend with them. As much as we were good at intentionally fostering connection remotely, nothing beats real face-to-face connections. Being able to share meals, have impromptu chats, and go on thrilling adventures together was priceless.
I extended my trip for another week to attend Amsterdam Dance Festival (ADE), because why not add some beats to my business trip? My best friend whom I haven’t seen in three years came over from Belgium and I had the honor of popping his first festival cherry. The love-filled shared experience was momentous in our connection and it has only cemented our bromance since then.
Afterward, I went to later to join a Founder House in Lisbon. Founder house, which is essentially coliving with startup founders, is apparently a new trend among Gen Z founders, particularly those from the US. It’s a new wave of young founders who not just hustling but also connections, travel, and adventure. I met a few of them in Colombia through a Tweet someone forwarded to me and ended up spending an incredible seven days with them, learning, connecting, and exploring the charming city of Cartagena together. One of them continued to organize another founder's house in Lisbon and invited me. Knowing I’d be in Europe at that time, I instantly said yes to coliving with 20+ startup founders, investors, and builders.
I was both inspired and intimidated by the caliber of the people I met in the Lisbon house. These were Y-combinator alums, Ivy League graduates and ex-employees from big techs like Tesla and Meta. Being around them every day pushed me to think bigger, work harder and grow further. It was also nice to be around people who just “got it”. On the daily basis, we could casually throw around lingos, bounce ideas, and share challenges in the startup world. It was cathartic and motivating.
During the weekdays, we focused on our work, while on weekends and evenings, we enjoyed home-cooked meals, comedy improv, nature getaways, karaoke, and many late-night shenanigans. I loved this wholesome way of making lasting connections with people from my industry, compared to the shallow, often transactional connections made at networking events.
Every Monday evening, I started a ritual of facilitating a connection circle for the house. It’s a space where we can drop our armor and connect truly from the heart. In the first week, I noticed myself comparing myself to the success of these young founders and feeling a sense of lack. After the first circle, I was able to see the humanity in each of them, recognizing that despite their success, they all carried their own struggles, insecurities, and challenges. With each passing week, the noise in my head became quieter, my heart started opening more and they began to feel like family.
Outside the house, we attended a handful of crypto events. At first it was all shiny and new — they definitely knew how to throw a party with their loaded pocket in this bull market — but by the third week it started to feel a bane to my existence. It’s the same crypto bros with the same dry conversations. I also got to exhibit at Web Summit, one of the largest startup conferences in the world. It’s energizing to plug back into such a high-energy startup environment after so long.
I continued my Europe trip by visiting a friend I made this year in Milan. After months of being around people all the time, I realized that what I needed next was just some alone time. I planned to meet another best friend over the Light Festival in Lyon, France, and had three weeks in between. The adventurous side of me wanted to continue exploring Europe but I decided to listen to what I needed and stayed put in Lyon by myself. I didn’t bother looking for friends or a community this time because my intention was to ground myself, get back to my routine, and using all the energy I had gained to double down on my work.
My big worldwide adventure of 2022 finally concluded with a big music festival and more reunions in Thailand before returning back to Bali for New Year.
Reflecting on the year made me appreciate the fullness of life I got to experience. From moving across four continents, and immersing in diverse lifestyles to overcoming obstacles and unlocking a new level of growth, it truly was quite a ride. I would be remiss to say that I didn’t have invaluable lessons to share.
The Wisdom Gems I’ve Collected
Our Environment Shapes Who We Are
Like a chameleon, I’ve discovered that my surroundings can bring out different sides of me. The environment shapes my actions and values, revealing new dimensions of myself and bringing certain qualities to the forefront. In a serene spiritual village in Peru, I found myself sober and content with solitude most of the time, while in a bustling metropolis like Colombia, I couldn’t resist the allure of wild nights out with a crew.
I’ve come to realize that our identity is a constantly evolving tapestry, shaped by the people we interact with, the environments we find ourselves in, and the cultures we immerse ourselves in.
Living in a completely new environment has been a powerful tool in revealing parts of myself that I hadn’t yet met. Often, it’s not until I moved to a new place that I realize the extent to which my surroundings have shaped my behavior and values. As I become more accustomed to a new way of living, it can become the new normal. But it’s important to remember that we are not just one thing. We are the product of many parts and getting to know the different parts of ourselves can only make us feel more whole.
I’ve also learned to meet people where they’re at without losing my core. Sharing their interests and adopting their way of speaking and being doesn’t mean I’m losing a part of myself. I’ve come to understand that I am not just one thing, but many parts that make up my whole self. While a certain part may be brought to the forefront at any given time, that doesn’t mean it defines me as a person. The more I discovered all the different parts of myself, the more confidence and freedom I gain to freely and deeply relate with others without losing sight of who I truly am.
Connections Can Blossom Anywhere
I’ve learned that wherever I go, I can always attract and build meaningful connections. I would go through a period of loneliness when I settle into a new place. But soon enough, through some serendipitous events, I would meet the right people, our energies would align, I got introduced to more people and before I know it I’d have a community around me.
The trick to making friends is to say yes to things and have a little thick skin. There are many events people share on Facebook, Whatsapp groups you can join, and a global community like Selina that you can plug into. Not every event will lead to meaningful connections, but it sure increases the likelihood of it. A little vulnerability and thick skin also go a long way — approach someone, ask to connect or be invited to their next gathering.
I’m also fortunate to have a global network of friends. I would randomly bump into a friend from Bali on the dance floor on the outskirts of Peru. I joined a founder house in Lisbon because of the people I met in Colombia. After being plugged into this lifestyle, I would have someone people introduced to me in each location I went to. People in the digital nomad community are very well-traveled so one connection made in one location can often open doors to many more connections in many new locations.
As a community builder, I also took responsibility for forming the quality of connections I desired. I didn’t want to just collect acquaintances. I wanted intimacy, closeness, a sense of belonging, and some cuddle puddle as a bonus. So I initiated one-on-ones, hosted gatherings, facilitated connections circles, and many intentional ways to foster deeper connections. I would always find opportunities to inject a bit of heart-opening on various occasions. No matter where I did it, people always ended up appreciating it. I learned that deep connection, and having the space to be seen and heard is a universal human desire.
While some connections may be fleeting, I have also formed close friendships. I even declared a fellow adventure and growth-seeking Asian man I met in Colombia as my new best friend. Our friendship transcends physical distance, as we constantly exchange updates and thoughts on a daily basis and made it to point to reunite in Lyon, France in December. Friendship, I’ve learned, is not just about the time spent together, but also the depth of experiences shared and the stage of life in which you meet.
It’s a beautiful realization knowing that wherever I go, I will never be alone. Who we are, the natural pull to what interests us, and the qualities that attract people to us, with some extra intentionality, all work together to naturally attract the right people into our lives. Granted, you want to be somewhere where you speak the language to communicate with people. Beyond that, the higher power will work its magic to make good connections bloom everywhere.
Bouts of Loneliness Are Part of The Process
Despite ending up with a beautiful community almost everywhere I went, I was often hit by waves of loneliness, especially in the beginning. I’m typically very good at spending time with myself. I would often find myself cracking on work or going on some solo adventures. Certain moments, however, felt lonelier than others. Like having no one to go out with when the weekend rolled in or wanting to be part of a group that’s huddled up so affectionately or running into an unfortunate event and having no one to rely on.
I’ve come to accept that bouts of loneliness are an inevitable part of the lifestyle. Instead of fighting it, I learned to embrace it. I learned to sit with that feeling. I learned to be okay with spending some nights alone with my Kinde and tea. Eventually, like all feelings, it would pass. Eventually, the right people start appearing in my life and I would find my new tribe.
Another challenge was dealing with people coming and going. I remember feeling lonely again even after finding my tribe in Colombia because all the great friends I made in the first few months were already gone. As much as an extroverted of a person I am, it did get tiring to constantly be meeting new people only to lose them again in a few weeks. Some people, despite sharing only a brief time together, I developed deep connection with and still keep in touch with them today. Others, I have to accept that our paths may never cross again and that’s okay because I cherished the little but rich time we had together. Instead of crying that it’s over, I choose to smile that it happened.
Long Travels Come with Fuckups
Okay, this is not that deep of wisdom but I’m going to sneak it in anyway. My biggest sources of stress this year? Travel mishaps. The kind of things that make you want to pull your hair out — like leaving your laptop on the plane, or having to make abrupt changes of plans and not knowing if you could make it in time for an important trip. Or, my personal favorite, forgetting to extend your visa and almost missing your flight back across the world. When doing long-distance travel and for long periods of time, things are bound to go wrong. It’s just how the equation works when you add this level of complexity and uncertainty with many moving pieces. So I’ve learned to budget enough time and funds for when shit hits the fan — because it probably will. Of course, there are many smart ways to avoid these unfortunate situations — I’ve definitely learned my lessons — but sometimes you have to roll with the punches life throws at you. Always expect the unexpected and remember, the very stress that is making your face scrunch up like a raisin will be a hilarious tale you can one day tell your buddies over beers.
We Can Relate to Anyone Without Losing Ourselves
It’s easy to love people who look, talk and think like you. In Bali for example, there’s this unspoken norm of instant openness and friendliness with those I met. We would eye gaze, hug for a solid minute and no bars hold with what we can talk about.
I know this is a bubble and most parts of the world don’t operate like that. Having lived in different places this year affirmed that. This year, I met and interacted with people from all walks of life, with very diverse values and lifestyles. At first, it was easy to judge or feel a sense of disconnect with those who were different from me. I would feel unsatisfied and long for the person to relate to me in certain ways.
Over time, I learned to tame my ego and not expect or try to mold people in certain ways. Instead, I learned to meet them where they’re at and in some cases, gently impart my ways of relating to them. I’ve learned that beneath the surface level differences, we all share a core humanity. A shared laugh, a shared struggle, shared interests, and the desire to grow. These and many more are all core traits that we share in our humanity. I don’t have to love all parts of them, but there is always something to love in them. Rather than focusing on what sets us apart, I’ve learned to pay attention to what brings us together.
Get Out of The Fish Tank To See Our Gift In The Ocean
Throughout my travels, I had the opportunity to step up many times to lead intentional practices that brought people together. To a lot of the people I did it for, these ways of relating to each other, being seen, receiving appreciation, and feeling a deep sense of connectedness is pretty novel. In Bali, it was quite the norm. Being surrounded by world-class facilitators and community builders in Bali, I often felt intimidated to share my voice with the experts. However, in places where I was often the only person suited to play this role, I found the freedom and confidence to share my gift as a connector.
I’ve come to learn the importance of looking both ahead and behind in my personal growth. It’s important to surround ourselves with people who are more developed than us, to see how far we can aspire to grow. But it’s sometimes hard to realize our growth when you’re deep in it. It’s easy to get caught in our shortcomings when comparing ourselves with people we constantly draw inspiration from. So, it’s important to also look back and acknowledge our strengths and progress. Go out to the big world and see how much we can already contribute with our skills and qualities. Having both perspectives is essential for a sustainable, fulfilling path of growth.
Closing words
Looking back at my year made me appreciate how I have fully lived. I traversed the globe with just a carry-on suitcase, immersing myself in different cultures, communities, and ways of life, all while running my own company. I’m grateful for having the freedom and means to choose where I want to live and what adventures I want to have in this game of life. The world really is my oyster.
One thing I know for sure, wherever I go next, I want to be part of a community. My experience in each place was made richer, more wholesome, and more heart-filled because of the people around me. And, not only can I find communities, but I can actively build and shape them to be the type of community I want to be a part of.
Having gotten a solid taste of many different lives, I have developed better awareness of the type of nourishing life I want to have for myself. I have come to realize the importance of the people I surround myself with, the balance of light and hedonism, and the type of conversations and experiences that make me feel truly alive.
We live in a time where we literally can pick and choose what we want from the menu of life. Remote work has become the norm post covid, many countries are offering nomad visas, starting an online business is more accessible than ever and you can learn anything you want online. Plus, there is a growing nomad movement that you can connect with wherever you go. This is an unprecedented time we live in that is filled with abundance and opportunities. The question is what kind of life do you want to create for yourself? The world is your canvas, make yourself the author of your own story.