It Begins with YOU.


And here I am, like many others, writing a blog post regarding happiness abroad. But it happens. You feel it. Happiness starts with a healthy kind mindset; it truly is something that is cultivated every day. It doesn’t just show up. We can’t buy it at the shop. And definitely won’t feel it if  we keep looking at the hardships in life.

A few titles I have seen on my social media:

“I truly felt happiness after _____. ”

“After travelling for _ years I found myself. ”


When you are put in a place where everything is new and unknown it really starts to shake you at the core. It really wakes a person up.

So, why do people claim to find happiness abroad? Perhaps this happens because we don’t have the day to day stresses of our regular life back home. When we are travelling its all about travelling and being present. Nothing more. Or, maybe we have a realization how numb we have been in our life back home. I have created a list of the top 5 lessons I have learnt that brought me more happiness and gratitude today.


5 Lessons I Learnt Abroad:

    When I travel to a place (outside a resort) I really feel both sides of everything. And I am not talking a gentle feeling of it. It will usually bubble up all at once together. Intertwined. I begin to see the ego (resistance) and spirit (unconditional love). In other words I recognized my strengths and areas of myself that may need a little more attention. But with every decision, every thought, every moment there is a choice. Even in the darkest moments there is light.
    Its not about the clothes I wear. Its not about what hair product I use. It is not about what backpack I have. Its about my soul. Its about my smile. It is about how welcoming I am. I remember the first trip I made when I was fresh out of high school and grew up in a small town. I was so used to everyone knowing me and I had a close group of friends that I could lean on. Well…. I hopped on a plane to jump abroad where no one knew me. Relationships take time to grow. But if I kept a closed door when travelling there is no room for someone to get to know me or grow a relationship. I was quiet the first trip because I didn’t want to be judged and I didn’t know how to really begin a friendship. I was shy yet I felt like I could be anyone. I started to break down the walls I had built when I was teen and became very vulnerable.Friend, if you are about to take your first trip abroad wear your soul. BE YOU. Let your light shine and your globe tribe will come. You will met so many more people than you would if you kept to yourself. One awesome way is to sit at community tables and introduce yourself to everyone! Two ways I introduce myself or ‘break the ice’ is: asking them how they are (truly) doing or I find something I love about them and express it. Be curious like you were as a kid. And be yourself. Don’t be shy- the universe will always and forever support you. 
    It is easy to get lost on one side of the spectrum. I love being quiet and meditative and I also love to be wild and untamed. This is part of the beauty in having a human experience. We are able to experience both sides but don’t get lost friend. It can be exhausting living on one side of the spectrum for too long and you can also miss out on something profound waiting on the other side. Keep yourself in rhythm of how you feel day to day. Find the balance of inwardness and outwardness. Find the balance that makes you thrive. It may take awhile to shed back what is needed to live in divine flow- but it can happen. It will happen and will be the most rewarding.
    Nothing is permanent. Period. Stop trying to figure it out. Stop trying to control the outcome. Stop obsessing over material objects. It all doesn’t matter. Our life isn’t even permanent so go outside and get your feet dirty. Eat too much chocolate. Laugh so hard until your belly hurts. Go next door and offer your neighbour some tea- heck even a beer. Get connected.Your house will be fine one more day if you don’t clean it. It really is okay. Go enjoy your day and stop stressing over all of these ‘tasks’ you need to finish. Your experience, today, is the most important.
    My thoughts, opinions, and wisdom matters. It is time for us all as a collective to RISE THE F UP. There has been too many years where I kept quiet for so many reasons. This was a whole new area for me even though many people know I love to talk. Having conversations and teaching is my jam. But for so long, after a lot of childhood teasing, I became more and more quiet. Stuffing everything down so far that is caused more harm than good.Speak up love. Share the beautiful words that roll off your tongue. Share your personal journey to your journal, your friends, your community, online, and anywhere your heart desires. Of course with a loving intention that does not harm others or self.A great practice I have started to incorporate into my daily drive is singing. I am not a singer by no means. I have never taken classes and was so shy even though I remember we had a girl singing group in elementary school. Yes, we would sing at recess hehehe. It feels so damn good to sing our hearts out whether alone in your car or publically. There are over 80 meridians on the top of our tongue that are connected to your glandular system. They are stimulated when you use your voice. How healing is that!

The five lessons above have been the most educational moments in my life that have cultivated more happiness. There truly are so many reasons why people claim to find themselves or happiness abroad. This also doesn’t mean you need to pack your bag and book a plane ticket to find it either. It is a mindset and a choice to find beauty in the vastness of the world and to feel happiness. The more you think and feel happiness the more comes your way. Again, its all a perception. Become real with yourself and become curious with the richness of this world. I know you have felt it before and maybe your path has taken a bit of a detour but you can feel it again.

It begins with YOU




Magic Woman Journey — Costa Rica

Tribe Member Shannon Ross is hosting Magic Woman Journey in Costa Rica this March with Hannah Dyson and Magic Team. The four day series is designed to take you through all four elements connecting you to the shared heart beat of mother earth. You will experience daily tools to enhance feminine connection, intuition, creativity, empowerment, and self intimacy.

If this divine package feels aligned click here to connect with Shannon. In your message or purchase of ticket include the Code “Magic” for 10% OFF! xx

 Celebrate Spring Equinox
On the Caribbean Coast of Costa Rica
March 17 – 20th 2017

Join us for a four day Magic Woman Journey
In Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica
A magic woman is someone who acknowledges + fulfills her divine feminine abilities of intuition, love, and creative prowress
Learn the elements + ritual of connecting to the shared heart beat of Mother Earth through the body, the spirit, the mind, and the emotions; embodying the seasons + cycles of life
Embrace your continuous personal awakening while learning how to empower others
Learn daily tools to uplift your frequency + the steps to wo/manifesting dreams into reality
Daily sessions run from 11am – 3pm
Experiencing + Integrating the Codes of Alchemy into daily ritual + practices for optimal health, happiness, + creativity

Daily sessions are categorized by our four powers +

the four directions of the medicine wheel

Day 1: The Body, the North

Opening cacao ceremony + temple dance meditation
Movement Magic with yoga, dance, + mudras
Creating Sacred Shapes with your body + hands
The Chakras: The spiritual power centres of the body
 Earth Wisdom: Food, Herbs, Aromatherapy, + Nature as Medicine

Day 2: The Spirit, the East

Sacred Symbols
Sacred Geometry, Numerology, Archetypes, Animal Totems, + Tarot
Sound Healing + Casting Spells
Re-tuning your cells + journeying with sound
Singing + Reciting Mantras, Heart + Earth Songs
Offering prayers to the great creator, your vision of the world echoing out into the universe + wo/manifesting into form

Day 3: The Mind, the South

The Seasons of the Sun
Fall Equinox, Winter Solstice, Spring Equinox, Summer Solstice
The Knowledge of the Stars
Creating your Talis/wo/man + Portable Altar

Day 4: The Emotions, the West

The Cycles of the Moon: New, Waxing, Full, Waning
Meditation, Imagination, Holding + Creating Space
Spring Equinox Cacao Ceremony Celebration
+ evening bonfire at the beach


Four days of training through study, ritual + ceremony
Two Cacao ceremonies
Local Organic Plant-Based Delights
A creative alchemy workbook including all training materials
Access to an ongoing alumni forum online
10% OFF CODE: magic

Cyprus Tales: Larnaca & Pafos

After 7 days immersed in the culture deprived Ayia Napa, we made our way south to the city of Larnaca. For what this city lacked in beautiful beaches, it made up for in its ridiculously perfect mix of traditional Cypriot alleyways and modern hipster decor.

We only had 2 days in this city and I left feeling as though I had just been to a real life version of my ideal pinterest decor board. To my absolute joy I found a cafe called BakeIt and enjoyed probably the best cappuccino of the trip. But then again, after drinking nescafe for days on end, my taste buds may have just given the fuck up on me.

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I spent the morning on the beach which was not as picturesque as those in Ayia Napa but give me a beach and I shall lay with a smile on my face. I spent the afternoon wandering the streets and delightfully found myself in an area that from western culture could only be described as hipster. With cafes and bars situated in the small alleyways with tables set up lining the sidewalks it was very much my scene. We made our way back there in the evening for some drinks. We decided on a place called Stories, which is now inspo for my apartment. Dark stained wood was accented with brightly painted shutters and neon velvet furniture. I stuck to beer because I’m a broke ass student, but my travel partner got a seriously delicious passion fruit cocktail.


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We left the next morning and made our way to the archaeologically famous city of Pafos. And you guessed it, another beach town. Pafos itself is a little bit of a bore. To give you some context; according to Tripadvisor,  the number one thing to do is visit the archeological park seconded by visiting Aphrodite’s brewery….I’m sure you can guess which one of those we did.

We made it our mission to get to the brewery. And let me disclose that the Cypriot bus systems are not the easiest to figure out so inevitably we got off at the wrong bus stop. Fortunately the stop we got off at was basically in someone’s front yard.  Looking like two confused tourists, the homeowners quickly came to our rescue. They spoke little English and us no greek but they understood where we were trying to get to.  Instead of pointing us in the right direction like most Canadians would have done, they proceeded to start cleaning out their vehicle so they could drive us. Turns out we were not too far off, only about a kilometer away.

The little mishap was so worth it. If for some reason I end up on death row, this meal would be my last request.  The beer was not so much our style (mostly darker, heavier beers) but the pizza was something from my dreams. We both ordered the fig and goat cheese pizza with capers, red onion, arugula and a balsamic reduction that I would take shots of. I will be comparing all future boyfriends to the happiness this pizza brought me, and I will probably fly 11,000 km to eat it one more time in my lifetime.


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Cyprus is a beautiful country with warm, kind hearted individuals and amazing scenery.

Pafos restored my faith in humanity and the kindness we were shown in this city was exceptionally heartwarming.  I left Pafos slightly less of a cynical asshole than when I got there and that’s a win in my book.

Written by: Stevie Johns

Israel…It Got Real

Israel wasn’t on my travel bucket list. In fact, I knew as much about it as I know about how taxes work….literally nothing. But my best friend was there and watching Broad City, swiping on tinder, and doing homework is no fun alone. I booked myself a plane ticket and off I went. After 17 hours of flights, there she was, in true BFF fashion, waiting for me at the arrivals gate at 3:00am with a sign that said “BOO! Dis Good, Dis Real Good”


My first couple of nights were spent in Tel Aviv. I really immersed myself in the culture…. a.k. a. stayed out until 5:00am for multiple nights in a row. For me this is a fucking miracle as I am perfectly happy being in bed by 9pm, but I was just doing as the locals do. The nightlife in Tel Aviv is a more chill version of the sloppy binge drinking culture over here in Canada, which was to my delight because I suffer from hangovers from hell.  For some reason,my body refuses to acknowledge i have ever had a taste of alcohol.


My second favorite thing about the nightlife scene was the Israeli guys. They seem to be almost too polite/shy to approach you which for some might be frustrating but for me it was a refreshing experience not having to explain to some drunk bro that “it’s a girls night” or some bullshit like that to get him to leave us alone.


While in Tel Aviv and hungover AF, I attended my first Shabbat. Shabbat is a weekly day of rest in jewish culture. It begins Friday at sundown and goes until Saturday at sundown. This is a time where friends and family get together and have dinner and drinks and the following day is spent resting. Public transportation does not run, and most businesses are closed which can get a little interesting when you are not jewish so you forget and then run out of food and are forced to go out for insanely expensive dinners. I saw my credit card start tearing up at one point I swear.


My first shabbat happened to fall on my birthday and we went to a house with about fifteen other young people, each of us bringing a dish to share. There is a brief prayer before dinner but other than that, it does not feel as though it is a religion based get together which is great because religion is something i’m not super into. Everyone was so incredibly friendly and they even put together a little birthday cake with some candles for me. So as 15 strangers sang me happy birthday, I sat there like a fucking weirdo but being incredibly thankful for their warm welcome nonetheless.


The rest of the time was spent in Jerusalem. If you are wanting any insight, opinions, or a history lesson on the politics surrounding this city…too bad, this isn’t NPR. I had a weird fear of jerusalem after hearing a story of my friend being kicked in the market by a hasidic jewish man for wearing shorts. Yes, you read that right….he kicked her. But fear was quickly put to rest or at least replaced by my fierce love for falafel. I would love to sit here and tell you that I ate it a couple of times a week and at least pretend like I had some form of self control but that my friends, would be a dirty lie. I ate falafel almost every damn day. Should I have done it? No. Do I regret it? No. Do I wish I ate more of it? Yeah, I do. Sue me.


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I did get some actual culture in by going to see the western wall, the tomb of jesus and the Dome of the Rock Mosque. Aside from the beauty of the mosque none of these places meant much to me as I am not religious so I really just left confused as to why people were rubbing their souvenirs in plastic bags all over the Jesus’s tomb….it all seemed very odd to me.


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The “Shuk” is the local market in Jerusalem. It is one of the coolest places I have ever been. Fresh produce, spices, tahini, baked goods, fish, and cheese are sold amongst the small corridors in the Shuk. There are coffee shops placed amongst the vendors where you can sit and sip a cappuccino while watching the locals shop for the day or just watch several groups of jewish teenage Birthright tour groups snapchat their little fingers off.


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But the real magic of the Shuk happens at night. When the produce vendors shut their stands down, several bars and restaurants open up in the same areas. Whether you want traditional israeli food, lebanese, italian pasta, craft beer, or hookah; the shuk at night has got you covered. Spending time at the Shuk, listening to live music, drinking craft beer, and sitting amongst the dope ass street art made me feel much cooler than I actually am so I tried to spend as much time as I possibly could there. I hoped some of the Israeli we-are-so-hipster-we-are anti-hipster coolness would just wear off on me but it didn’t, I came back as basic as I ever was.


The Shuk is my perfect nightlife situation because it’s super chill…way more chill than Tel Aviv.  Hanging out for one beer and being in bed by 11pm is acceptable (JUST THE WAY I LIKE IT!). We did take a wander down to the actual club scene one night. My friend had turned in her last essay of the semester at midnight and was dealing with a one day old break up wound and drama like that deserves whatever the fuck she wanted. I’m sure she could give you a better review of the club scene because honestly whether it’s Saskatchewan, Vancouver or Israel, a club is a club and I hate them all.


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Aside from the falafel and craft beer one of the coolest things I was able to do was visit the dead sea. The dead sea, which is actually a lake, is a salt lake located 400 metres below sea level (it is the lowest point on earth.) And that water is no joke. Make sure you are a stable floater because if you get that water in your eyes, you are going to want to die because it stings like a bitch. But once I rinsed my burning eyeballs out, I got my zen on like never before. I have never been in a float chamber, because I’m broke as shitttttt, but I would imagine its just like that but in nature and beautiful. And like the canadian tourists we were, we covered ourselves in that dead sea mud because it is the closest I will ever be to feeling like a Real Housewife at a spa and I wasn’t about to pass that up.

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Israel is confusing, exciting, relaxed, hipster, stressful, beautiful, and interesting. It is 100% worth the trip once in your lifetime. Also, everyone is good looking so that should be of some motivation…and did I mention the Falafel?


Shalom My Friends, Shalom.



*Apologies for the lack of photos from Tel Aviv…as mentioned above I was too drunk/hungover the whole time to take any.


Written by: Stevie J.

Mediterranean Madness: Ayia Napa

Sometimes life throws lemons at you and you have to listen to lemonade on repeat and go on a post break up getaway with your bff. This is how we found ourselves in Ayia Napa, a club fueled, european tourist haven in Cyprus.

Cyprus is a country in the mediterranean located between Turkey and Greece and Ayia Napa is the Cancun of Cypress.  Several corny restaurants and clubs lined the streets (including a Senor Frogs) and we were constantly being asked to go on 5 hour party cruises that sounded like floating frat parties that you could not leave. A quick stroll down the bar strip at night allows for the viewing of several alcohol poisoning cases in the making.

These were not the reasons for our visit to ayia Napa and after the second night we did try to get a refund on our airbnb as being blindly puking in the streets was not our style.

In contrast to the painfully fratty vibe, the magical landscapes Cyprus has to offer will quickly brainwash you into staying. Normally I would want to punch myself in the face for using the term “magical” to describe anything but as soon as you take a trip to nearby Cape Greko National Park, magical is the only fitting adjective.

There is a 4 km trail that runs along the coast of the national park taking you to sea caves, incredible views, and an adorable Greek style church. The party boats were constantly rolling in to try and fuck up our zen but after their drunk passengers saw the blurred crystal waters and became distracted by another rum and coke they quickly moved on.

The Agioi Anargyroi sea cave which is located beneath an adorable white and blue church was one of our first stops.  As soon as we walked inside the small inlet, we quickly stripped and dove inside the insane turquoise water. Being in a cave that opens up to the Mediterranean ocean was such a stunning sight that I literally thought a mermaid was going to appear; probably try to sell me fantasy boat party tickets but mystical nonetheless.


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Konnos Bay beach is at the end of the trail which is breathtaking itself if you can look past the tourist infested  sea of beach umbrellas and russian men in speedos.We stopped by for a quick swim and a rest before we made our way to the main sea caves.

We got lost obviously but eventually made found our way to the caves, which were by far the highlight of the day. The sea caves are a massive bay of cliffs laid inland that look like a something out of a Greek fairy tale. The bay has developed after thousands of years of the waves eroding the cliffs

There is a section of the caves where cliff jumping is popular and with a 40 ft drop I can tell you it’s fucking fun but terrifying. Once you have jumped (or climbed) down, there is a large portion of exposed rock you can just chill out on and watch the cliff jumpers from above or just swim around in the bay and watch the terrified cliff jumpers hesitate at the top.


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Take it from me, Ayia Napa is a playground for twenty somethings. The scenery is worth it for a couple of days, but never book an Airbnb for a week because people don’t like giving refunds!

Next stop is Larnaca! Where we will hopefully be able to find some authentic Greek food instead of a Flintstones themed restaurant.


Entry by: Stevie