Amaseganalo Ethiopia!

Ethiopia had been a dream since 1998. While studying in Toulouse, everyday on my way to uni I would pass a travel agency that advertised flights to Addis Ababa. The name sounded exotic and beautiful, remote, with a soft vowel sound which I liked. Repeating the melodic name on my walks to school, I decided I would go to Ethiopia one day. 19 years later, it was time to go.

Rita Turmi

I left for Ethiopia unprepared, exhausted from months of working too much, excited, and with simple expectations. I just wanted a journey that was like no other before – though I never clarified what was the difference I was looking for.

So I got something totally new as I traveled the land where old was the old of the old, where human shape emerged and language appeared as sound. And it reshaped me.

As I braved the country on my own for 6 weeks, I discovered new comfort, grace and easiness of traveling with others while we made each other safe. Most travelers I met dealt in one form or another with danger and threatening situations, and that created a vital bond, for safety. We enjoyed a true feeling of companionship in the comfort of togetherness.

As Ethiopia was so tough, so intense, often dangerous, and always so straight in the face, I discovered sides of me I didn’t know. Even “traveling sides” of me I didn’t know. I was scared a lot in Ethiopia. Which brought me to explore limits and boundaries, unexpected resources and the joy of feeling safe in groups. I still remember the sense of fear as the sun set down and Ethiopia turned to night. Conversations with groups of travelers interrupted by the discomfort nightfall brought, while we still needed to walk back to our hotels.

Looking at it now, 4 months after I came back from Ethiopia, siting at home where I feel entirely safe, I feel much gratitude for all the challenging bits of the Ethiopian trip! I am so happy to know more of me, to have adjusted my travel rhythm to be present to what I was living, and the absolute joy of feeling so bonded with the traveling tribe in Ethiopia that year.

Then there was the intensity of the lush, the strength of the Nile, the wild and unique Simien mountains, the superb churches of Lalibela, the orange colors of the earth, my local friends, people of grounded smiles, the tribes of the Omo Valley, coffee plantations and jewellery with colorful beads, my hair braided by a new sister, wooden crosses, injera everyday, chiroo, the joy of sitting in circles listening to Amharic, staring at a time before time, breathing in a wisdom from before everything… and sipping coffee at Tomoca in Addis Abbaba. I wouldn’t change that for anything!Β  Amaseganalo Ethiopia πŸ™‚



the stars in the sky to be

be authentic

something new is cooking in me ))) a strong wish to explore parts of the me~world i have still not traveled to. and it’s not the same old story, it’s something new. it feels alive and fresh, very powerful, and rich like a full bodied wine.

i’m intrigued, my heart wide open for a new adventure. it feels big and balanced, something i’ll write about. it has the temperature of life change, and when i close my eyes i can feel the sky full of stars.

wishes at the end of the world


After walking 560km, the sunset comes to answer all wishes. Now 7 years after the sun met the sea that September day… some of the wishes alive in different forms and shapes of the ones I imagined ~ bigger and messier, seasoned with the unique spices of creation to marinate this life ~~~ i bow to the wisdom of life and greet the past sun that warms my heart.

10 months from now

10 months from now I will be back in the magical Everest valley! All journeys have different flavours, and those high wise mountains last year were part of the rooting in me of knowing how much beauty is present here when we take the time to look πŸ™‚

In 2018 I’ll take a group to share that super magical experience of being surrounded by beauty from all sides. I feel thrilled and honored. Grateful to the mountains. Guided by a force in me that is also a connection to everything.

~ photos by Ayen Poka, May 2016, Gokyo Ri

naked seed to love crystals

rita roros

revisiting old photos. a frozen moment of life full of love. admiring what animates and what slows down my heart. that day in Norway love stormed every cell. loud breath, an effort for oxygen, the dense -45ΒΊ air. love pushed in. all cells nourished, joy. revisiting the frozen moment, i feel, maybe.. the seed needs to be naked to grow. the undressing is soft, the seed senses readiness. earth is calling the grounding movement. the soil is new. the landing soft. love crystals, softly melting, i know the way home.