Cartas desde Bali

Los últimos treinta segundos de tu ducha

La parte de lavarte el cabello en la que casi nadie piensa, y la que decide cómo se comporta tu cabello los próximos tres días. Una carta sobre el enjuague final, escrita la primera mañana de agosto.

What a 9 Month Asks You to Put Down

July was an 8. August 2026 is a 9 universal month, the closing of the circle before September resets to a 1. A letter from Bali on what a 9 month asks you to finish, three questions to write by han...

What I Do in the Last Two Days of a Month

A small, practical ritual for the closing days of a month — three questions, one drawer, and a scalp oil practice. Written from Bali, the last Thursday of July.

The Lion's Roar in Your Hair, A Letter for Leo Season

Written from the porch in Pererenan, where the frangipani is dropping petals faster than I can sweep them. It's Leo season, and Bali knows it. The afternoons have gone gold and long, the roosters ...

The Number Six Day: A Numerology Note on Tending What You Already Have

A note on the numbers, for the ones who read them like weather. I did the small arithmetic this morning that I do most mornings — the one my grandmother taught me before I understood why she bother...

The Three Minutes Before I Touch My Hair

A short one today,  the kind of letter I write when I want to give you something you can actually use before your coffee gets cold. There is a version of my morning that used to look like this: al...

What My Hair Taught Me About Growing Back Slowly

A letter on rinse water, coconut oil, and the parts of us that take their time. It rained last night, the kind of rain that arrives without warning and leaves the whole compound smelling like wet f...

The Threshold Before the Eclipse: A Letter for Leo Season

A letter from Bali on Leo season, the coming eclipse, and the ritual of stepping into your own light without apology.

Luna Nueva en Cáncer: Volver a ti mismo

Una carta para la Luna Nueva en Cáncer, escrita desde la mesa de mi cocina en Pererenan, la lluvia apenas comenzando a caer sobre el tejado. Hay una Luna Nueva en Cáncer esta semana, y si te has s...

Los Cien Cepillados: Lo que me enseñó cepillarme el pelo lentamente

Una carta sobre el ritual capilar más antiguo que existe —el cepillado lento de noche— y lo que cien pasadas sin prisas pueden enseñarte sobre el cuidado personal.