12/08/2026
We landed back in Paphos last Wednesday in the early hours, after a long delay at the airport.
And although my body had physically arrived home, mentally I was still somewhere between Malta and Sicily. 🌊
It had been a wonderfully full, but rather intense, few weeks.
The heat was sometimes unbearable — 42°C for the first four days and mostly 35°C+ afterwards.
Two concerts, with headliners Katy Perry and Pitbull, each with crowds of around 40,000 people in hot and humid conditions.
And, admittedly, as I’ve grown older (and wiser!), I’ve also become more sensitive to crowds and the energy around me.
Going back to Malta always brings mixed emotions for many different reasons.
So yes, I had fun. I was happy to visit my home country. I enjoyed Sicily immensely.
But when I came home, I was drained. And I needed recovery.
I had plans to immediately get back to work, dive into a few exciting projects and collaborations… but I just couldn’t.
And you know what? I listened.
One thing I have learned is to listen to my body and give myself the grace and compassion I need in that moment.
Not to push through. Not to feel guilty for slowing down. Not to convince myself that I “should” be doing more.
Just to pause.
Giving ourselves what we need — even when it isn’t glamorous, productive or exciting — is one of the kindest things we can do for our mental, physical, emotional and spiritual wellbeing.
Sometimes, we don’t need another strategy. Sometimes, all we need is a pause button. 🌿
