Hi, I’m Zen! I’m a freelance writer and avid adventurer living in Toronto, Canada.
I spent my childhood stapling together little books to leave on library shelves, and drawing pictures in my atlas. Now the little books have turned into a blog, and I’m slowly seeing the world.
Even when I’m not travelling, I love to seek out new experiences, and find joy wherever I already am. When you have the mindset that every day is a new adventure, you can approach the place where you live with the same sense of engagement, curiosity, and wonder that you would feel anywhere else.
I hope my blog inspires you to do the same!
10 Memorable Travel (and life) Experiences:
- Overcoming my fear of heights by doing yoga at the edge of the Grand Canyon, on a road trip with a group of new friends, and then watching the Perseids meteor shower in a clear Sedona night sky.
- Seeing the Northern Lights just a few hours north of Toronto: a rare sight in the area, only possible through an unlikely combination of clear skies, strong electromagnetic activity and looking up at just the right time.
- Going camping for the very first time, only to have the area hit by a tornado that left our tent completely flooded… but surviving nonetheless, and enjoying every minute of it.
- Spending an afternoon exploring Monserrate Palace in Sintra with local friends, climbing out of windows, getting lost in the cactus gardens, and walking so much that we couldn’t feel our legs.
- Traveling to my “motherland” for the first time, and discovering that in its own strange way, it felt like another home I’d never known, to the contrary of all the stereotypes and warnings I’d heard beforehand.
- Performing my poetry on the same stage as Rupi Kaur.
- Entering a startup pitch competition, and actually winning.
- Reading 200+ books in one year, after a lull of hardly reading at all.
- Culling radishes, shovelling fertilizer, and other such unglamorous tasks while working on a farm — but being rewarded with the freshest food, and feasting on delicious wild turkey.
- Choosing to hop in a car with a bunch of strangers to go on a ski trip to Quebec in -30°C weather, even though I had no idea how to ski. (By the end of the trip, I still didn’t, but I ended up forming the best group of friends.)
I have this odd, idealistic belief that everything is made up of stories — which is what made me start this blog in the first place. I love writing. Our thoughts can be so nebulous, but when we put our thoughts into words, they take on a form that others can understand — and with the right words, a form that others can feel.
So, until we can just upload our feelings into the cloud, here I am — trying to do just that.