Hello there, my name is Milla, and I am the Yogi with Wanderlust.
Wanna know more about me? Hang in here because I’m going to tell you where and why it all started…
I was born in the north of Italy in a truly stunning place. Where exactly? Go and check it out here
It was the beginning of the ’80s, and I used to spend entire afternoons and evenings in our garden or at my friends’places. I was one of those girls who just wanted to play outside and watch sport on TV while my older sister’s Barbies were patiently hoping to get my attention. One of my mother’s favourite sentences was “you know you are a girl, right?” I remember listening to that phrase while looking at my dad’s happy and proud face for having such a tomboy.
My mother had to wait until I was 17 years old to see me slightly interested in fashion and makeup but even then I was still enjoying more spending nights on the sofa watching the NBA finals with my daddy. It was the time Michael Jordan was playing for Chicago Bulls, can you blame me?
Everything sounds good, doesn’t it? Well, it was just a matter of time.
Now let me tell you what people say when they find out I’m Italian. The conversation goes on like this: “I was in Italy a few months/years ago… I was in Rome, Florence, Venice, etc. and I loved it. Italy is so beautiful; the food is the best and you people… You Italians are so funny and passionate about everything. I love it, or actually, I should say BELLISSIMA!”
And this is what I think: “Absolutely right. You are correct folks. But, and this is a big fat but, even though I know Italy is a gem, I don’t belong there.
You see for nearly 15 years of my life I convinced myself that everything I wanted was a “conventional” kind of life. Since I was 16 years old, I pictured myself living in Milan, having a great career in one of those super fancy public relations agencies with millions of profit, residing in a beautiful house where my beloved and handsome husband was waiting for me together with our two kids and one/two dogs. I’m sure you know what I mean because you probably grew up with a pretty similar image in your mind.
That’s why I’ve lived the first 26 years of my life exactly with that target in mind. I’m the first (and only) person in my family to graduate from University, and I loved it so much that I decided to take two degrees: Public Relations and Advertising first and Marketing, Public and Corporate Communication then. I became an excellent account of a marketing and public relations agency in Milan, and I had a pretty exciting and hectic life.
And don’t even let me start with my perfect boyfriend because he looked like he just came out from a magazine.
Looking at the bright side of the story I was excellent at my job, my boss adored me and gave me more clients than anyone else in the agency had. Furthermore, I was receiving tonnes of good reviews on the projects I was accomplishing, was in love with someone special, and I had a great relationship with my family and friends (okay a bit of a complicated one with my mother but I’ll tell you about this some other time).
Everything looked pretty perfect from the outside. But as you might have experienced in your life, most of the time there is another side of the coin. That side was that I had serious troubles sleeping at night due to the amount of tasks I had to accomplish during the day and, even worse, I felt miserable. I spent countless nights watching the hours tick by while thinking about my unhappiness and questioning the direction my life had taken.
Until finally, night after night, while I was counting sheep in my bed a few revelations came to me – I was simply not meant for that kind of life. I realised I was cheating on myself, and the picture printed in my mind since I was 16 was not my personal picture but the picture my family and the society I lived in had for me. The problem was that I had other dreams, lots of them, and I had no idea how to deal with them. The only thoughts coming to my mind were: what am I going to do with my life? What do I really want?
Do you want to know what I did back there?
I started my “unconventional” life, the 2.0 version of my life. I quit my job, told my landlord I was moving away, broke up with my boyfriend, packed a few clothes in a big green backpack and bought a flight to Sydney because that was the place I had been dreaming about since I was a little girl. And to make Australia’s most iconic city even more appealing to me, there were thousands and thousands of kilometers separating that paradise from my hometown.
To be honest with you; I didn’t find the answers to my questions as soon as I landed in Australia. That would have been too easy It took me a few months to let my fears go and start facing myself. But finally, I was lucky enough to understand my five million dreams and meet real happiness. I met it while I was travelling with my damn heavy backpack all around Australia, while I was practising hours of yoga, while I was climbing a mountain in Tasmania, while I was cooking vegetarian food in a wonderful yoga centre. And the list could go on and on.
Where am I and what do I do now?
It was back in 2012 when I went to Australia. After living the best year of my life I’ve lived in a few different Countries, I’ve worked for Companies based all over the world, I’ve realised can help people with the knowledge I have and most importantly understood I can’t stop in one place.
If you want to know where I am now you better follow me on Facebook, Twitter or Instagram because I never spend more than six months in the same place.
And if you ask me where I’ll be in two years – it could be England, Indonesia, New Zealand, Canada, Spain. But if I look deep inside my heart I know where I belong to, that very same place where I met happiness for the first time, Australia.
So that’s me. I am a yogi. I am a digital nomad. I am a vegan. I am a freelancer and blogger. I am an animal lover. And yes, I am a happy person.