Hard work bears FRUITS, welcome <<Håber>>

It’s been a while. Too long, I know, but this page is almost completely self-involved, meaning only I read it, so I don’t feel too guilty about updating it infrequently.

ANYWAYS, here are my news, over the course of the past year, I have partnered up and put together my first short film: HÅBER, and here, today, I am sharing the official (instagram) movie poster.

While the film receives it’s final touches from the sound and color departments of post production, possible dates for a first private cast and crew screening are nearing.
Stay tuned, COMING SOON !!!


How to develop an over-achieving mindset and crush your goals

Setting goals and knocking 'em out

No matter how close or far from home you are, their is nothing as deeply significant as setting goals for yourself and then achieving them.
Learn to cherish and flourish in the pain and struggle that are inherent to your process.
Surround yourself with people and energy that push you higher, and remember to be grateful and tell them how much you love them as often as you can.
Find beauty everywhere, though some moments make it overwhelmingly easy, and when your heart needs caring, who says you can't go home? Your home, where you decide.

Inspiration comes from unexpected places? Be ready to embrace it!

Inspiration comes from unexpected places...
You see an old friend after some time, expecting nothing but a short shared moment, and then that turns into a deep heartfelt conversation that reminds you of a few of life's beautiful things, humility, friendship, hard work, mutual inspiration, a common passion...
And then life continues, as if nothing had happened, but you can't help but feel an even stronger desire to better yourself, push yourself, grow...

Nobody was born achieving, excellence is built

I am also proud of all the hard work that I put, on a daily basis, to be the best person I can be, on a physical level, and on an emotional one.
Because NO, I was not born looking fit, and I did not grow up conditioned, and I don't stay that way thanks to some miraculous genetic gift.
I have made busting my ass a part of my daily lifestyle, both when I am stationary, and when I am traveling, workout after workout, meal after meal.
Big heartfelt thank you goes out to all the people that love me for what I am, allow me to push myself beyond my limits, and put up with my weirdness and obsession for exercising my body, through sports, and my demons, through conversation.

Surround yourself with inspiring people

Because the people and energy that you surround yourself with are the only real impact you have on how you can deal with the cards life deals to you...

If you've gotten this far

If you've made it this far down the page, you probably are actually paying attention. My opinion on how to become an over-achiever is simple, through inspired and motivated hard work. Duh. And how do you magically become inspired to work hard?
By focusing on your own path, putting at the center of it what is biologically and naturally important:
-the research, cultivation and cherishing of deep, meaningful relationships through constant effort towards mutual, fluid, sincere communication.

-the selection and pursuit of short, medium and long term goals, followed by the celebration of victories, both big and small

-a constant, deep, sincere and powerful cultivation of your sense of gratitude. Every time you think you "have to" do something, tell yourself that you "get to".

Chronicles of a traveling actor, Bali done right !!

"Bali life, kuta beach surf, and exotic fruits"

I'm sitting under a tree, regenerating my soul after a long day by surfing, and then eating fresh dragon fruit and snake fruit.
The sun is blessing this corner of paradise with today's last rays, and I feel lucky, good, happy, oh so happy...
I am thinking to myself that I would love to have something deep and inspiring to say, to put into words how I feel.
Maybe something like the fact that their is nothing as deeply rewarding as seeing progress on the road towards a goal you are working heart and soul to achieve, or, I don't know..
But the truth is that I don't know how to explain how I feel, and right now, all I can think about is the feeling of the wind brushing against my body as I glide towards the shore, with this sunset behind me, and a board that almost feels like a part of me, under my feet...

"Healthy eats: did someone say Alkaline?"

All who know me, know that I love healthy, wholesome living, starting from my food, but you also know that I enjoy eating it, rather than photographing it...
However, lunch today was so ridiculously good and healthy, it HAS to be documented.

"My daily menu in Ubud, Bali"

So, for my foodies, health-freaks or just life-lovers, everything is 100% local-mountain grown, raw, vegan and organic.

Mixed green + spirulina gomasio + sprouts "cooked" in tahini and lime + turmeric cashews + coconut nori seaweed clusters + coconut basil crunch + mix shredded veggies and seeds + sesame dressing with a sprinkle of pink Himalayan salt + cayenne + black pepper.

Accompanied by dandelion kombucha and a cold-pressed mixed veggie juice.

Desert was:
Raw and vegan probiotic coconut yogurt with oats, walnuts, goji berries, strawberries, bananas, cashew chunks, dragon fruit, and plenty of spirulina and ma a.

Did someone say "alkaline"?

The diet of a healthy traveling actor in Ubud, Bali

The diet of a healthy traveling actor in Ubud, Bali


"My balinese christmas adventure"

This text represents, in many ways, a pivotal, 'turning' point in my life, both personally, and professionally. A moment in which I decided to take ulterior responsibility and ownership over my life.

There's something unconventionally special about consciously deciding
to spend Christmas Day by climbing to the top of a volcano with perfect

There's something somewhat absolute about deciding to do so at 2 am in
the morning, in order to be able to watch the sun rise from the top,
from the volcano's crater, its womb.
And there's something incredibly magical about eating eggs that have
been steamed by the volcano's vapors, while you do all of the above,
welcoming the sun, as it embraces the world with its warmth, giving
birth to the new day.
It's also pretty great to end that same day sitting on some steps by
the edge of a road, oblivious to the passing of time, as you talk
about life, your doubts, fears, and impressions on it, with the same
people you called strangers that morning, who now feel so much like
it almost scares you.

All day, and all night, and again all day, I have been thinking of a
way to convey the essence of what is going on inside me as a result of
all this, to others... I am persuaded that it is fundamental to share
as much as I can
, of such pure bliss.
And all the fantastic inspiration that emerges from the heart of this
joy, for which I am so grateful.
But gratitude doesn't fully represent what I am feeling. This
sensation is more of an encouragement, a reminder to keep dreaming,
being, and believing in humanity.
A reminder so familiar and deep, that it almost feels like something
that has always belonged to me, something ancestral.
But if I had to pinpoint which part of this adventure has affected me
so, I just can't ignore the continuous cathartic sensation that
sprouts from the depths of me as I watch my two new friends open
themselves up and flourish into the human creatures they are, before
my very eyes.

As I receive and take part in this manifestation of sheer beauty, this
embodiment of peacefully coexisting uniqueness, this lesson on
authenticity and purity
, it is clear to me that it's all worth it.
Believing in good, trusting others, holding a high bar, life itself,
and the fact of dedicating it to giving back, in whatever way is
natural to you.

And as these thoughts run through me like bright shooting stars on a
moonless night, a new incision is carved within me, one that I feel
will stick around for a while... the story of that Christmas eve I
climbed a volcano to watch the sunrise, and with a few strangers, we
wished each other happy holidays by letting our souls sing... and they sang so
loud that nothing could overpower their song, and they sang so loud that I still feel the echo, bouncing around my heart.

Things to keep in mind as you reap the benefits of your hard work

"Is this really true..."

Let me pinch the inside of my arm... and my leg... am I really sitting inside this plane, headed for what seems like the final trip of this summers interminable list, one with an actual "destination" I will (temporarily) stop in?

"Destination is the trip, itself"

Yeah, because I feel like at this point, this restless life of the traveler feels like "home" to me, as if there was no destination but the trip itself.
But no, it's true, I am going "home" to New York...
And this feeling inside my chest, my stomach, I guess it's the the result of the life of he who travels, never really stops.
Intense joy alternated to intense sadness, emotions brought to their extremes.
It's the result of a life I choose, and have always chosen, or maybe just the inevitable consequence of my nature.
Interminable hours of plane, car, ship, ferry, train, bus, subway, walking, running, lots of running... have taken me on a journey through the many different worlds of places and people, familiar and not.
Physical worlds, as well as the worlds within people, the worlds of different cultures, countries, ways of living.
Worlds that I loved and understood before even meeting, and others that take immense effort for me to even start to seize.
Worlds which I have grown to love, respect, appreciate, even dislike, or not.

"All kinds of ups and downs"

All kinds of ups and downs, but worlds that have taught me something precious time and time again.
It's been something like 41000km (26000 miles), almost 3 months, continents, towns, cities, villages, languages, cultures, ways of living...
And yet the journey that this summer has most significantly contributed to carry on and deepen is the one within myself.

"The greatest journey, the one within"

Thanks to this gift of life, these incredible lessons of humility and openness, I have grown.
The road is long, but so are my optimism, will, joy and hunger, and I guess that it just feels right to dedicate these words to the two people that provided me with the first, ultimate "gift" itself, my parents.

"Thank you to the providers of the first, ultimate "gift", life.


The tear in my eye is just collateral effect, a part of the game.
This one goes out to you two, the journeys that brought you together, the journeys to come, everything in between, and that fantastic place in my head and heart where I am and will always be just be a kid, and you, my heroes.


Myself and my parents

Myself and my parents

How to write negative thoughts away


"It is only over an open wound, that new skin is really born... And so, she took me in her womb, caressed my soul, kissed my eyelid, soothed my essence and whispered softly, "tonight, eyes wide open, because every second they are closed, escaping, every sad instant is wasted moonlight."

Corsican mountains