
State of the Holistic Self-Defense Revolution
Mujeres Fuertes builds holistic self-defense as a social practice in Costa Rica — confidence, community, and freedom from fear, rather than fear itself.
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New writing lives on Substack — essays, notes, and the conversations I’m having now. This page is the Vagabondess Blog Archive: articles published August 2012 through March 2024.

Mujeres Fuertes builds holistic self-defense as a social practice in Costa Rica — confidence, community, and freedom from fear, rather than fear itself.

Empowerment Self-Defense is a path to freedom for solo travelers: physical skills, verbal strategies, and the right to move through the world on your own terms.

One breath can change everything. From the dance floor to a tense moment, the sacred pause is where reaction becomes a chosen response.

Six practical tools for boundary setting and assertive communication — for festival grounds, crowded joy, and the rest of ordinary life.

Belief is a practice, not a gift from someone else. Four steps for turning self-doubt into a steadier trust in your own voice.

March 8 marks a struggle that never clocks out — a generational practice of showing up for women’s rights in workshops, streets, and ordinary days alike.

The same tools that keep us safe in crisis can transform how we love — ESD as a practice of agency, boundaries, and clearer everyday relationships.

Solo travel asks us to speak clearly — to strangers, hosts, and ourselves — so the road stays an invitation instead of a threat.

From dreams to action: regenerative living as a daily craft of choosing places, people, and practices that give more than they take.

Co-living is more than a buzzword — it is a lifestyle of shared space, shared risk, and the courage to belong without disappearing.

Transformational travel is not a hashtag. It is what happens when a journey rearranges how you see home, power, and yourself.

A floating pirate community with a real name — and what it taught me about belonging at the edges of maps and norms.

Don’t ask me where I’m from. Ask me where home is — and what it costs to keep answering that question on the road.

A poem about God, silence, and the things we stop saying out loud when the world gets too loud to hear.

Nowhere on my website will you find a tally of countries I’ve visited. Several times, I’ve debated changing my policy about this. It appears to be de rigueur for writers and bloggers in my niche of adventure travel and digital nomadism.
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