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I’m taking a little break

Segovia

Since moving from Australia to Spain three years ago, life has been … a fucking wild ride.

Learning a new language and culture. Setting up my own freelance writing business. Navigating Spain’s suffocating bureaucracy to secure visas and business permits and the million and one papers needed for even the smallest things. Making new friends (because I knew exactly zero people here when I moved). Recovering from a back injury that left me unable to walk for a month.

Finding my feet in a place where everything felt foreign and strange and new and often really, really scary.

It’s been a journey within, too. I’ve been challenged in so many ways, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. Asked so many times to leave behind old ways of thinking and step into something entirely new. Sometimes I’ve nailed it. Sometimes I’ve epically failed.

I feel like I’m a different person now. More honestly me. More emotional. More sensitive. More raw.

And I’m not sure where this new me fits into the world. Continue Reading →

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It’s our fourth birthday! Win a pack of handmade and natural goodies to celebrate! {ENDED}

Fourth birthday giveaway

Happy freaking New Year, lovely.

January 1 is always a mighty special day for us. A new year dawns bright and shiny with the promise of new adventures ahead.

And we celebrate the birthday of She Makes Magic, and all the challenges, growth and connection she has brought into our lives.

It was on a sweaty, humid New Years Day back in 2012 that we hit publish on our very first blog post. Honestly, we didn’t really even know what a blog was back then or what we were doing. But we felt called to do it anyway. Four years on, we’re still here. And so are you.

Thank you.

 

The past year has been one of our wildest rides yet – and it feels like we’ve achieved so much…

+ We spent the month of March travelling around the little Australian island of Tasmania together in Walter the Campervan, where we hatched the idea for a new podcast series.

+ In May, we finally unveiled our shiny new podcast series to the world, and were thrilled to bits when it instantly went to the top of iTunes’ New and Noteworthy section.

+ We interviewed each other for the podcast series, delving deep into our own stories of transformation and growth for the very first time. (Koren’s is here, Alana’s here.)

+ We watched as our little tribe quadrupled in size. Wow! A big warm welcome to all you lovely new folk.

+ We were featured in three (three!) magazines: Raspberry Magazine’s issue seven, Peppermint Magazine’s summer issue 28, and The Goddess Sisterhood’s second edition.

+ Alana took off on a solo soul journey, circumnavigating Australia in Walter the Campervan, all alone. After 10 months, 30,000kms, $6000 in fuel, 7 states, 1 territory, two breakdowns, a million tears and twice as many belly laughs, she finally made it home. (See incredible photos from the trip at #avannamedwalter.)

+ Koren chalked up her third year living abroad in sunny Spain, supported entirely by her freelance writing. Her work appeared in a bunch of rad publications, like frankie, Peppermint, Smith Journal, SBS Food, and The Guardian Australia – and she started helping other bloggers, too. She gallivanted to places like Finland, Estonia, Germany, Croatia, Turkey, Greece and Italy. And, just maybe, her Spanish improved a little.

And, in December, we both came home to South Australia for a few brief weeks together before heading off on new adventures interstate and abroad.

Alana and Koren

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Tasmania, and disconnecting to reconnect

Koren and Alana at Mount William National Park, Tasmania

My bedroom window looks out over a sprawling concrete jungle, the chaotic collection of high-rises and pavement that makes up the bustling Spanish city of Alicante that I currently call home.

I love this boisterous, vivacious, disorganised city. But it’s easy to feel disconnected among it’s tangle of people and metal and asphalt. Disconnected from nature, especially. It’s a lament most city-dwellers probably share.

On the opposite side of the world, and entirely at the opposite end of the spectrum, lies the small southern Australian island of Tasmania.

Wild and isolated, battered by Roaring Forties winds and soaked by metres of rainfall each year, large swathes of Tasmania have become a sanctuary for protected old-growth forests, remote beaches and wide inland lakes.

When Alana quit her job in Brisbane this year, packed her life into Walter the Campervan and took up the life of a gypsy, she allowed me to tag along for a few weeks.

We headed directly south to Tasmania. Continue Reading →

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Easy three-ingredient spicy chickpeas

Easy three-ingredient spicy chickpeas

We’ve hit the road, Jack. In a campervan named Walter.

Seeing as we’re cooking out of a cramped little kitchen in the back of the van, simple and cheap recipes are where it’s at. Of course simple and cheap doesn’t have to mean tasteless. Quite the opposite actually. And this recipe is proof of that!

With three simple ingredients, we managed to turn a plain ol’ tin of chickpeas into delicious spicy, spicy goodness. Yum.

Did we mention, yum?

But first, a little update on our adventure so far…

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A van named Walter, a bike named Rosie, and a girl named Alana

Walter the Campervan

“Let go of the outcome. Fall in love with the mystery of life.”

These were the words I scribbled down at a recent event hosted by Susana Frioni.

Letting go doesn’t come naturally to my inner control freak. She wants to know exactly what’s around the next corner. This is probably why, for most of my life, I made well-planned, “safe” decisions.

Of course, these kinds of decisions don’t necessarily make a happy life.

Have you ever had that feeling that your life isn’t quite right? You can’t quite put your finger on it but something just smells a little… off?

That was my life in a nutshell.

The job, the university degree, the relationships, even myself personally. They were all… wrong somehow.

On the surface it all looked fine. But underneath there was a stinky, stinky smell. Continue Reading →

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