About me

Hi, I'm Ric.

I'm going to die. I don't know when, and I don't know how, but I know this is the only go I get at life. That fact, once terrifying and now oddly freeing, is the engine behind everything I write.

My story started in transit. My parents packed a few suitcases and carried me from Portugal to South Africa before I was old enough to remember. They were searching for a better life. I've been searching ever since: for belonging, for meaning, for some way to hold it all together without pretending I have it figured out.

I don't. Nobody does. But I've found that the search itself is the point.

This blog is my laboratory notebook. I run experiments on myself — on my habits, my assumptions, my body, my beliefs — and I write to make sense of what I find. Some experiments stick. Some don't. The writing is how I know the difference.

Three forces shape what I explore here. Stillness: the practice of presence, of not-rushing, of recognising that where I am is enough. Becoming: the honest pursuit of growth, not perfection but alignment between my values and my actions. And impermanence: the awareness that time, energy, and attention are finite, which is what makes both stillness and becoming matter.

I'm not a teacher. I'm a seeker reporting from inside the process. If something I write opens a door for you, walk through it. If it doesn't, that's fine too. What's in my control is the sharing. What you do with it is yours.

Thanks for being here.