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Aloha! Welcome to my website dedicated to sharing my music and my experience as a singer songwriter. Today I am currently traveling the world sharing music and practicing yoga. Follow my whereabouts on my blog below. You can buy my full EP "Fly Little Birdie" by clicking here. Follow me on Instagram @flylittlebirdie or send me an email and let me know what you think.
Fly Little Birdie Music, Travel, Yoga
It’s a rainy day 2 miles high in the sky. From my balcony window, I feel so blessed today. People inviting us into their homes, Italian dinners and wine, and unhindered hearts make even the rainiest days shine bright. #blessed
I’m loving my time in Austria on Iris’ peaceful terrace, grilling and drinking wine with the ladies. #travel #livingthedream
#hotyogabythesea #wheel pose in front of a famous landmark. I chose the #berlinwall. We build up walls to divide, separate and control. Yoga allows me to soften, open up, and let go. Melt away the walls and let love in.
Guess where I'm off to now!
I’ve decided! I’m strapping on my barely broken in pack and heading back out into the unknown. Since returning from my South East Asia trip in 2013, I have had many revelations. It has taken me an unusually long time to get back in to the so called “swing” of things. I diagnosed myself with post travel blues, and the only cure I guess is more travel. On my first journey, I didn’t know what to expect, and my mind had been so absolutely blown by the ease and flow of it all. I was surprised at how safe and connected I felt with perfect strangers. When I returned home, I started to feel like a stranger in my own life. That free, wild, adventurous spirit was being coaxed back into the daily grind of waking, working, inter-netting, and the occasional drink with friends. Living on the edge with my feet dangling free is the best way to live for me right now. I hear the road calling my name. While traveling free, I found comfort in the uncomfortable, freedom in the unknown, and happiness discovering myself outside of what is deemed “normal”. I made friends with the “crazies” of the world who lived like gypsies, teaching classes, making jewelry, and sharing skills as they meandered around connecting with people everywhere. My worldly friends have inspired me to take up living this alternative lifestyle outside the boxes of social restriction. I’ll be meeting up with a few proper nut jobs as I start my journey in Europe. I have no plans, just wanderlust in my bones and a couple of friends in Berlin. I’ll keep you all updated on my music and whereabouts here. Auf Wiedersehen
So many lives I’ve lived on the road over the last 3 months. The eager student of yoga, the social butterfly in Pai, the martyr and dance-aholic in Vietnam, and a balancing act on the floating islands in the gulf of Thailand. Creating happy little families of traveling smiling faces, revolving through my experience, weaving webs of connections, and leaving imprints on my soul. I’ve fallen in love, had my heart broken, and made magical friendships. I’ve rescued puppies, climbed mountains, waged rapids, and rode elephants. I joined the circus. I’ve risked everything more than once. I’m risking everything as we speak. I’ve never eaten a scorpion. I’ve said cheers in many languages and goodbyes in silent references. I’ve ridden motorbikes wild down winding roads with the wind in my hair and the crisp air at my heels. I’ve drunk buckets filled with Sangsom with woman filled with soul. I’ve sung from my heart. I’ve sung and sung and sung until singing had no meaning and the words were just echoes vibrating through the ether. I’ve waved to crowds from ferry windows, kissed boys on night buses, and discussed spirituality in the bathroom of a moving train. I Fell in love, fell in love, fell in love with all that there is and all that there ever will be. The world is an absolutely gorgeous place to set your eyes upon, and place your faith into. People are absolutely beautiful creatures to put your trust in. From the deepest of canyons, to the highest crest of a rippled wave, to the intricate machinery that carries our bodies from shore to shore, this world was meant to be seen and heard, transversed and pondered, touched and discovered in beautiful ways. The world is full of magic I don’t claim to be a magician just a grateful witness. The world is full of magic I don’t claim to own it, I’m just a piece of its existence and proof of its persistence. The world is full of magic.
10 important things I’ve learned while traveling that I did not know before…
10. Everyone speaks English in Thailand. And maybe everywhere for that matter. Grunting and pointing is sometimes considered English.
9. A bum gun is a hose that sits by every toilet in Asia. There is no toilet paper at all, anywhere, so if you got the bum gun. Use the bum gun.
8. Changs are not regulated for alcohol content. If you’re lucky, you may get a dirty chang and get like 9-20% alcohol in one bottle. And happy birthday you’re drunker than all your friends! But beware of the dreaded chang over, it will get you every time.
7. If you find yourself at a full moon party, immediately get on a small boat that is anchored in the tide and ride into the night. For 200bt It will drop you off at another small island. Follow the signs towards Eden. Everyone will tell you the next day, that you missed the full moon party, but you’re pretty sure that there was a moon there and that you partied under it. And you’ll be pretty sure you had more fun than everyone else on the main island.
6. You will sleep in the oddest sleeping arrangements ever on your trip. 6 in an odd shaped dorm, on a hammock in a tree house, between a kiwi and a giant, and on a Thai mat at a bar. Which brings me to 5.
5. You can sleep at the bars, day or night, they welcome it. So why not?
4. Dogs are everywhere. Some are strays, some just look it. They own the streets.
3. You will crash your motorbike. You just will, so just cross your fingers that it’s a mild fall. You normally only crash once.
2. Flying is easy, but you will meet your best travel mates on the night buses, trains, and ferries. Even though being a flash packer looks tempting, ride the night buses, trains and ferries. Especially if you’re traveling alone. If you’ve got any sort of personality, or a bottle of sang som, you will have brand new friends by the end of that journey.
And number 1….
1. Never ever, ever, under any circumstances go back to Saigon.
I hope that was informative. Aloha.
When experienced back packers give you advice about traveling alone they say… “Don’t worry you’ll meet some people.” But you leave your country and you’re still a bit nervous because… well, you’re alone! And that can be a scary thing. But what I’ve learned is, you’re never truly alone. Travelers do take care of each other. We help each other out in times of need because we’re like some warped little family. We are a subculture living within this larger culture which is Thailand, or Cambodia, or Vietnam or wherever you are. Which ever road you’re on doesn’t matter, you’re never alone. You separate from some people, but you somehow find each other in another corner of the world. This world is big, but this road is quite small. I’ve had mini families along the way from my lovely ferry friends who woke me up on the ferry ride so I didn’t sleep through my stop, to the German lad who carried my bag off the bus because I was too sleepy to function. You are not alone on this road. Find someone with rustled hair and a bandage from a motor bike crash, and if he’s been in that area for more than 2 days, he’ll tell you where to get the cheapest green curry, and where the best party is that day. Find someone with a tan from Koh Tao, a tattoo from Pai, and a shirt that says Saigon and Shake that persons hand, they’re doing it right. Find a group of two Americans, a giant kiwi chic and a batch of shirtless English lads in tow… and you’ll end up with me. The moral of the story is travel without abandon. Be smart and safe and surround yourself with good people. Take advantage of your youth and your health and see the world. Have adventures! Without fear. Humans care about one another, and although we do stupid things from time to time, don’t be afraid to approach your fellow traveler. They could end up being your best friend.
Later Saigon. I’m taking Mona with me.
Traveling alone is interesting. You get stuck at cross roads and you get to figure it out on your own. the decisions are yours. Which way do you go? You get advice from friends on the road, I was told to follow my heart and I was also told to follow my intuition. I followed my heart straight off the Pai canyon and in to the depths of hell known as Saigon, where all my Karmas caught up with me, and all my debts repaid. But I will still always follow my heart, it beats in time, it knows what it’s doing.
What I’ve learned the second time around in Saigon is that you can never recreate something. The past is an awkward concept because it exits only in our minds. The truth about a moment is that it evaporates and then right there another moment begins. The past has disintegrated into the ether and you’re left with feelings, memories, and associations. You can never recreate an experience on the road. You’ll never have what you once had because it simply doesn’t exist in reality. You can only live in the present reality. But then you may think, there has to be a better reality than this! And that’s when you choose to change something. You get up and go. You see more of the world.
Say I am the tide, then only the moon can rise me. Say you love an island girl, and you know where to find me. Take me to the ocean and let the salt soak away the sins of Saigon. Take me to the islands where my blood was first born. Take me to my pack of wolves and we will howl into the night hunting in the jungles of Koh Phangan. One wrong turn leads to brand new roads. I have no regrets. i have no worries. I only have now.
"Bow my head in every temple, baptized in all the seas"
"Temples full of color streets full of bikes
We ride in the daytime we ride into the night”
Aloha from Bangkok. I arrived yesterday safe and sound and took a rest in my luxury hotel and sadly washed away the beer, dirt and adventures of the last week.
I knew I would love travel. Meeting people, eating food, talking about history, about love, about the history of love, but I didn’t know I would love Vietnam so much.
Hawaii is full of beauty. Crystal blue waters, lush green mountains and tropical flowers. But Saigon allowed me to see beauty in a different way. Although parts of Vietnam are beautiful country sides, I spent all my time in Ho Chi Minh City, traveling from dusty street, to dark alley bars, eating on tiny stools from street vendors, and trying and failing to speak Vietnamese. I spent my time with travelers and expats and people in transition and I could feel that they were unstuck. I felt love from strangers and made some new friends including a puppy who peed on me while carrying her in a laundry bag to the vet on the back of a motor bike.
All and all Vietnam was an adventure, but also an opportunity for me to open up. To realize that I cling to safety, to my “things” and to my worries. I am human after all. I wave my American-made masters degree around like it is a badge of honor, but really I want to master life, and to experience all these cultures for their good, and their bad. This last week there were no plans, no schedules and as we say in Hawaii, no worries. And I left with only a few bruises. I think I could make a habit out of this life. We shall see. You’ve got to let a little bird fly free.
I am here in Vietnam riding on the back of motor bikes, saving street dogs and dancing till sunrise. I am still jet lag so I am often up when my hosts are not and I have taken this time to write a song tentatively titled. Misfit Saigon. Here is a sample.
Sing it to the Gentiles
Gypsys Jews and thieves
The tribes they come a marching
They gather in the streets
They dance until the sunrise
They smile upon your feet
The children do no crossing
The lovers conquer feats
The tribes they come a marching
They gather in the streets
I’m inspired by the characters I’m meeting here, all expats who have gathered here in Saigon. One of which affectionately referred to it as the gathering place of misfits. But just as I have flown the coup to Hawaii, what has propelled these young people to make a new life here in Saigon? The stories are all different but the common theme is discovery. Possibly discovering who one is outside a culture of their own. The thing I’ve witnessed is they are all so eager to share, like a different kind of college where instead of asking what is your major? the question answered is who do you want to become? Or possibly what are you running from. “Who is your daddy and what does he do?” (Brownie points for naming that movie quote). Whatever the circumstances for bringing these people here, I am enthralled to start this journey with so many adventurous spirits inspiring me to cultivate my inner misfit. Signing off lovingly as your traveling little bird I hope you all stay in touch during this journey there will be more music to share.
One month from today I will be leaving all my worldly possessions behind and heading to southeast Asia on my first ever solo expedition. Being a fly little bird isn’t just about playing music. There are so many places in this world to explore and the travel gods have finally given me the opportunity to do so. I’m hoping through my travels I will be inspired to write. I’m taking my little ukulele to all the nooks and crannies of the world and we can all stay connected through music. Happy travels little birds and birdettes.
On the days you’re feeling low
Let the cold fill your bones
tomorrow comes, tomorrow goes
let the cold fill your bones
Say you are the moon, only the tide can rise you
Say you are the sun when all things whirl round you
Say you are the one and I will come to find you
The Grove tomorrow 5-8pm playing you some tunes!
In the wake of a union inspiration strikes.
flowing with the movement can lead to the light.
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