Thursday, 16 February 2017

Bendalong 2017

I can't neglect to acknowledge the soul stirring magic of this place. The kind of magic that awakens your soul and leaves you gripping on to what is reality. There were leaden skies and monsoon downpoors. Beauty arises within unknown moments. I was swallowed by the sea and healed, my heavy heart. Until I stopped I could never listen. To my mind, my heartbeat. My bones couldn't steady. I could tell her my secrets. Beneath the clouds, the rain. My thoughts would drown and be kept sacred among the earth. Never to be touched upon. The universe is full of unknown spaces. Now I can dance in wonder with a clear mind, a steadied heart, beneath the sun and colours and know in the depths that my mind is weightless.

Elena-May x

January 2017

Friday, 27 January 2017

So many people. So many beautiful places to see. Be soft and gentle. With yourself, with others. Do not let pain make you stale or hard. Remember that you are an etheral garden.

-Elena May
December 2016

Yesterday, I sat in the sunshine thinking of you. I opened my chest and showed the sky my scars. I asked the sun to cradle my heart, to keep in quiet. To sweep me up with the moon and place me among the night stars. I showed the sky how my heart had fallen and was led to the sea.

-Elena May
November 2016

Where thoughts are tangled within overgrown green vines and the water harshly flows in between turbulent concaves. I have cried so hard that I swore I had emptied all the water from the sky onto my bed sheets. Where the surface of my skin showed the burden of our loss.You weren't a waste of space. I have walked through fire and come out the other side, wiser, stronger and still breathing. As I will again and again. So thankyou for tracing my strength with our abrasive moments.

- Elena May
November 2016

Love in the days of rage. When your heart is burning and your soul is fuming with passion. To love when the days are soft and warm. When you want to melt in between the sand and rolling hills. I want to lose myself in the ocean. Delve to the bottom of the ocean floor and sink beneath the stars and the sun. I want to watch the world glisten from below the surface. Escape, lose my identity. Lose myself. Run free and wild and never return. I crave to know more and more about myself.

-Elena May
December 2016

Thursday, 10 November 2016

A pledge to remain starry eyed...

A pledge to remain starry eyed... A pledge to find myself again and hold it tight, to not let it go.

I lost myself there for a little bit. Under winters cold embrace, I lost myself. I lost myself in a relationship, where the only fault was my own. I lost my passions and my flare and spontaneity. Our feelings are divine messages from the universe and I neglected to acknowledge them. I pushed on and made myself sick to my stomach. I felt the hurt all through my body. The type that you feel behind your rib cage. You can't eat or sleep. I became unaware of the light that shon behind me. When all I knew was the hurt painted upon my chest. Each beat with such intensity that when I looked at the moon, looked at the sun, I waited for someone who understood. For I feel it all, I feel the earth's rhythm below my feet, and I feel the sweet tangling of pure hearts. I look for the the warming afternoon light, truth in the moon and in the stars, a lingering touch, rawness, wild eyes, the whispers of the sea, a golden light within the ocean, within the sky...

A pledge to remain starry eyed.

I'm hoping I'll be back again with confidence. I have over 50 drafted blog posts that I feel as though I should post. But courage is a thing that I need and I'll find it and it will all happen. Promise.

Elena, xx

Monday, 7 March 2016

I went to Secret Garden Festival 2016...

Oh my gosh god darn god I LOVE music festivals. This was no exception. I had a freaking blast.

It was pretty magical. I was covered in glitter from start to finish... copious amounts... as was my tent, my sleeping bag, clothes, underwear, eyeballs, contact lenses and hair... you get the idea. Goon and blackcurrent juice... phenomenal. There were many little whimsical, crafty nooks and crannies and it was sensational. I danced through a mermaid palace, a jungle, my own mind, pom poms, alcohol and goon, vodka... all the things. I danced to Mansion Air, Montaigne, Tuka, Sex on Toast, the Meeting Tree, Hayden James, Roland Tings, Raury and SASKWATCH and Matt Corby.

In the bush, up a hill we discovered a black room full of fluro paint... I love paint and I love drawing. I got paint everywhere.... a hand print shaped pink fluro SPLOTCH on my docs, on my back and arms and face, on my white dress (very conveniently right where where my nipples is.. #freethenipple).  Then we moved on to dance in a jungle.... it was 80s music and I've never ever danced and smiled quite that much. We saw our friend from earlier. A 20 year old human being who works at a lighthouse on the South Coast... very much NOT sober but extremely giddy and happy and killing it on the dance floor. His friend was toothless because "he didn't want to loose it" and was extremely offended when we suggested that the whole 'I don't have a tooth thing' wasn't really working in his advantage. We laughed it off and all took a sip from our flasks.

I woke up the next day really feeling worse for wear with 2 hours sleep in a furnace otherwise known as a tent. Nothing that a nap on a bright purple yoga mat in the sun, two panadols, a shower in a porta-loo cubicle ma boob, fresh orange juice and an egg and bacon couldn't fix... The day started off extremely slow. We talked to the Norwegian tourists staying next to us, gained some new neighbours from the Northern Beaches, four familiar faces and started to get ready for another night. Added to the large amounts of glitter were feathers and face paint and Woodstocks, pasta and vodka... Hayden James and rain drops ended the night with a bang and a half and we jetted off to bed with two hours sleep finally catching up to us.

I created a little video. Something that I have really, really enjoyed doing in the last little while. It's therapeutic and I like having it somewhere forever, it creates a nice space for good memories. It's a completely personal thing that I've put on a more public platform. Almost like my blog. I love this blog and always struggle to actually post the stuff I've written. It sits in a diary that is just written and read by me and I pick and choose what I type up... confidence plays a part. But here's the video, not perfect and extremely raw and ragged.

Love Elena, xx

Wednesday, 2 March 2016

February Playlist

I have discovered sound cloud and 100% fallen in love, ridiculous amounts. So here's my february playlist...

1. Anyway- Slum Sociable 

This is very, very, very cool and interesting and just a lil bit groovy.

2. Middle- Dj Snake, Bipolar Sunshine

3. Pillow Talk- Zayn

This song is extremely sensual and and lurving the new song.

4. Wallflower- Maribou State

Very psychedelic and chilled, no lyrics but extremely intriguing.

5. Forces- Japanese Wallpaper ft Airling

I've never been a humungous fan of Jap Wallpaper but Airling adds so much dimension.

6. I got U- Duke Dumont

Good, good music video and it makes me want to dance.

7. Soul- Atlas Bound

8. Mountain at my Gates- Foals

A music video in 360 and an awesome sound.

9. Old Pine- Ben Howard

An old song that I will love forever and ever.

10. Hopeful- Taku

Last but definitely not least... a song that has so so much ambience, no lyrics but so so beautiful.

All the love and wishes, Elena xxx

Sunday, 7 February 2016

I went to Manyana and had the time of my life...

Like every single time we go, it's a period of pure glee and joy and happiness. It becomes a symbolic place. Every year it provides me with an opportunity to reflect upon my year and continue forward where I'm lacking in mobile cell reception, unwanted visitors and all other forms of technology. I can reach a place where I'm so in touch with nature and my passions. I listen to music and surf and walk and every single day I fall asleep and wake up to a view of the beach. I can detoxify not only my body but my mind. I can hear the waves and have time for myself and have the support and connection with my closest friends and family. I laugh constantly and smile and feel free. I don't know anyone else. I don't know anywhere else I feel so at peace and at home. I know the area like the back of my hand. We have been for 8 years straight now. A fair few life stages.. for all eight of us. Many New Years Eves', countless surfs and rekky's (both successful and unsuccessful), the loss and gain of our nearest and dearest, new friendships, new careers, a new dog... or two.... but always a pleasure, every year.

Elena xxx

Tuesday, 2 February 2016

Elena's January Diaries 2016

The start of 2016 has been absolutely insanely amazing and beautiful.

It started off with a very drunk Elena, a bottle of passion pop in hand and a group of gorgeous friends.... It then led to Field Day, 1st January 2016. Again, tipsy at my own will, and suffering.... just a tad but nonetheless, vodka filled, home-made yoghurt flasks in hand (or tucked under my belt), surrounded by my nearest and dearest. I danced, for about 8 hours straight along to the sounds of Safia and Halsey, Flight Facilities, RL Grimes, Disclosure, San Cisco and The Wombats. The 1st of January ended with a sore head and chicken nuggets in hand, sitting crossed-legged on the floor of Wynyard Station. 

Then... with witnessing a flawless and heart-filled Wombats set at Field Day I spontaneously bought my sister and I tickets to their concert on the 3rd and it was nothing less than absolutely brilliant... keeping in mind on the 4th January 2016 we were catching a flight to Bali..

No, but Bali was brilliant. I did little more than sit by the pool, sipping cocktails and reading and swimming and eating brilliant food. A relaxing week, most definitely. We explored a tad but took full advantage of Balinese massages and mani-pedi's and a gorgeous hotel room... 100% spoil rotten to an awfully embarrassing extent.

(A video in summary).

The next week  it was back to reality... working and all that fun stuff.. childcare (YAY). I spent every living free spare moment I had, at the beach, mostly at Freshwater but I also ventured off to Collins Beach, Shelly Beach and Jump Rock.

And then Courtney Barnett on the 16th January. A lady whose appeal lies purely within real, genuine, relatable, lyrics and a raspy tone that exudes a refreshingly real woman. I had low expectations and can be completely honest in saying, I largely bought the ticket to see supporting band, Cloud Control. But she exceeded expectations in a positively obscure way.

More beach and adventure... a weekend at Bents Basin for the Long Weekend. We enjoyed the sun and the run in a campsite beside a large river. I faced my fear of heights and leaped off jump rock into unknown water.. very murky. Excitement got the better of us and the reality of potential illness was pushed to the back of our minds. And then we ventured for two hours through rapids. We walked and jumped, slipped and fell over rocks and creeks and swam in order to achieve a challenge set out by Mitch...  and then drank a hell of alot with the freedom of no responsibility.

26th January.... Australia Day. Not quite something I support or promote. It was nice to be around friends. We started our Triple J Hottest 100 at 3pm and danced, drank and talked our way through to number 1. I absolutely realised the importance of wonderful people, good energy and brilliant music. Watermelon and Vodka jelly, countless bottles of Cider and Pims and punch all consumed to ensure the day and night ended with a bang beyond belief. 

An acceptance in a double degree in Arts and Social Work after alot of waiting... assurance for some direction careerwise. However, a long way to go....

January ended with a trip to Shark Bay in Sydney. A beach on the harbour recommended by Concrete Playground as a night swimming spot. Initially, disappointing and then extremely surprising. A flawless sunset with the sensational Sydney skyline in the background. I would definitely recommend. 

All in all, a good, positive and adventure filled start to a new year. 

All the love, Elena xx



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