October marks 10 months since I’ve started writing three pages by hand daily. I’ve missed a few days here and there, but after all this time, my day feels incomplete without my morning pages.
This is where I give myself permission to just write. Without worrying about content, grammar, substance, perfection. I tell myself it’s okay to be nonsensical and petty, mess up and make mistakes, think stupid thoughts and do stupid things.
Then, without kicking myself for all of that, I turn the page and move on. Because tomorrow is a fresh, blank page. #morningpages#theartistsway#writersofinstagram#morningslikethese#storiesbydeepa#amsterdam
We are all somewhere in between. In between summer and fall; tiny baby and little girl; who I am now and who I want to be.
The in-between can be a tough place, and I get impatient, anxious, discontent. But moments like this, with her, remind me that there is joy and magic in the in-between. Let’s go out and find it. ✨🍂
Oh, and thanks @levv_labels for the mini’s cute summer-fall dress. More of it in yesterday’s stories.
A golden day on the Amsterdam canals, and a late farewell to summer. Our neighbors took us out on their boat for the first time, and it was perfect. Wine and beer for the parents, playtime and laughter for the kids, fall colors and sunlight all along the water. In the middle of it all, suddenly they asked us: why don’t our families share this boat?
So after seven years in Amsterdam, we are now co-owners of a boat. How about that? #darlingweekend#fallvibes#fallcolors#theprettycities#myfujifilm#myfujilove#amsterdam
Not just another coffee | Yesterday would have been the birthday of my Tita Raquel, who passed away in February this year. Helping my family prepare for her wake and funeral in Manila, I dug into my archives to find a photo of her. And I slowly went from disbelief to disgust with myself for how long it took me to find a photo of my aunt, a constant presence in my life since I was born.
Suddenly all the thousands of shots of perfect coffees, pretty facades, empty airplane wings, and so many other things felt meaningless and absurd. I asked myself: what was I really doing with all this time on my phone and camera, if I wasn’t capturing the people who really mattered to me?
Since then I’ve intentionally shifted my focus to capturing people, even if it’s not always rewarded by this platform. I’m not putting down my friends who express their artistic talent and genuinely find fulfillment in making these sorts of photos. But for me, I’ve decided: it’s never about coffee, but the company. Never about perfection, but connection.
Thank you for reading along this far. And thanks to warm-hearted friends like @rufus_airlines and @hashtaganika, who give a simple cup of coffee such meaning and joy.
Coffee with Rufus | Let’s admit: there’s a lot not to like about @instagram these days. We complain about the algorithm, bots, spam, follow/unfollowers. But when these things get to me, I just have to remember: without @instagram I never would have met some of my favorite people in the world ever. Like @rufus_airlines.
We met about a year ago, and because of his incredible warmth, depth, and generosity of heart, he’s become one of my dearest friends here in Amsterdam. We can never go too long without sharing hugs, confidences, laughs and stories, usually over a cup of coffee. And his photos simply reflect the warm and beautiful person that he is.
I just wanted to send him some extra love this week, but he deserves it always.
Say 💖 if you’re a @rufus_airlines fan too.
And 💖💖💖 if you’ve made some amazing friends thanks to this app! #anotherlongasscaption#postthepeople#makeportraits#reflectionstories#manmakecoffee#menandcoffee#amsterdam
The golden years | It’s a farmers’ market on Saturdays and a vintage market on Monday mornings. But on this Indian summer Friday afternoon, Noordermarkt is where the old boys in the autumn of their lives get together for a beer or two or three, telling the same old stories and laughing at the same old jokes.
Though the seasons of our lives may change, some things will always stay the same. Like friendship, Friday afternoons, and the way the leaves turn gold in October. #fallcolors#fallvibes#storiesbydeepa#myfujilove#myfujifilm#amsterdam