Okay, where to start with ?
Sooo many things happened, I can't even try to put everything in words... but I'll try.
Living in beautiful Byron Bay, Australia, now. In the most amazing house on the beach on a creek and it couldn't be better. Well, a few confusing things are always there but let's start from the beginning.
In Sydney I went literally crazy and booked in the middle of the night my flight to Byron. I got this amazing sounding job confirmation and didn't doubt anymore to leave. Straight ahead. Quit my job at the same day, came almost too late to my plain and had to pay double the price, cause of baggage. Without any sleep I just packed just half of my things including my huge backback in a suitcase which I found at Bondi Beach. The other half of my things I put in another suitcae and left it at a friends container in the warehouse. In the plain I recognized I left really important things in the warehouse I was living... For example my shoes! It doesn't matter, cause I had nothing to lose! Instead of my shoes... haha
In Byron I was from the beginning amazed by all the beauty which is in every single tree, in every single cloud and in every single living. If it's a beatle, if it's a snake or even if it's just a human being. All is beautfiul and infinite. Especially impressive is the sky I found. The stars, the universe, the sunset, the sunrise and of couse - not to forget - the moon. Bella Luna. Selina, my name, means by the way "goddess or warrior of the moon".
"Let's swim to the moon, let's climb through the tide." -The Doors
I am working a a Personal Assistant now in doing Photography, Writing, Media, wheelchair pushing and a little bit of everything. My boss and friend is starting a new business and it's really interesting. It's a news business called "The rational news" and a TV show as well callled "Love the machine", moreover he has different projects in law, politics and music which he is involved.
Everything is really exciting and I bought a car for the show, was interviewing some people and got almost panic attacks while I -in my opinion- totally failed in painting it. Haha.
By the way I am also running at the Byron Bay International Fashion Festival as a model.
I can't believe how many things have changed and how it's all the time changing.
I am moving out of my lovely room next week, cause I was thinking I will go to Duranbah and do farm work to get my second year visa. Now I'm probably staying and working and living in Byron Bay.
I don't know what it is, but it feels good and really strange at the same time. The feeling of process. The feeling of creating and developing and being active. Being practicle and do something with your mind. Focusing. Experiencing and exploring new and old things at the same time.
