City Strolls in Switzerland and Reflections: Geneva’s Tranquility and Lausanne’s Urban Splendor

Yesterday, Geneva offered a mix of sunshine and rain, while today, Lausanne surprised me with its unique shops and historical landmarks. Switzerland never disappoints. Motherhood and spiritual work have brought new challenges and continued reflections – but endless gratitude. Enjoy all the photos!

Yesterday, we spent the afternoon in Geneva, where sunny skies quickly shifted to grey and spots of spitting rain interrupted our otherwise lovely little walk through the city and through Old Geneva. I enjoy Geneva. For a big city, it’s calm and quiet and the energy is not as exhausting as most urban places can be. In addition, Old Geneva transports you back in time and is like a finding a gem amongst the hustle down below (because you need to go uphill to get to it). I feel like we arrived just an hour too late because the book markets were shutting their tables in anticipation for a downpour, meaning I missed stumbling upon some gems. But, as with all of Switzerland, even the prices of market sellers is inflated for the far more rich clientele (spotted a book for 20CHF when I could never justify a used book from a market at such a price!). It did give me the thrift shop itch, though and with Jordan returning to the office this week (something that only really clicked at breakfast), I may head out on Friday as a pick-me-up for the loss of daily dada.

While we were in Geneva, I also spotted a few items that caught my eye as a want. I don’t often buy myself things, other than books, because I’m usually so deeply immersed in spending on R. It brings me joy to spend on R and I often tell Jordan, “Oh this is great!” Then I put it away after a few minutes of contemplation because I don’t need it. And, truthfully, these two items I spotted I don’t need either but they’re just fabulous. One is a clock that has a different birdsong at each hour which my husband immediately said, “Nope,” to (lol). And the other is a clock that has a giant moon which shifts and displays what moon phase we are in (!!!). Yeah, sure, you can look outside to figure that out, but, as I mentioned: this is a want and not a need because it’s so darn unique!

Today, we are headed to Lausanne for a visit. Weather should keep sunny but it will be quite a cool day. I’ve only ever been once to go to the Aquarium but never had a chance to explore it, so I’m looking forward to the little trip (just about 50 minutes from us). Once again, this will disturb the regular naptime writing hours but it’s making me more comfortable with shifting routines, which I think I need. I will end up keeping this blog post open and sharing it later so I can add the photos of the day. Today’s post will be a gallery more than a non-fiction book. Bringing the balance!

Lausanne was nothing like I remembered it! The area around the aquarium is quite depressing and I remember telling Jordan it “wasn’t for me” but, for a big city, it wasn’t half bad! Geneva is much better (more peaceful, less sad and heavy energy), but it was definitely a fun and exciting city to explore! There are so many unique shops and the prices are much more comparable to France pricing. The old city has a tower from the 1300s and a castle from the 1400s! The city is further in and farther from the lake which means I wasn’t able to walk to the botanical gardens from where we had parked, and the hills are rather exhausting (like a taste of Lisbon again), I found for “fun shopping” especially for books and esoteric stores the selection was quite incredible. I ended up leaving with a lovely piece of decor: an iron tealight holder in the shape of a cablecar/telecabine (totally matches my cozy, nature-loving vibe).

However, it’s still very much a city and I could absolutely never live there. Oddly enough, my husband was offered a job there which he declined. Phew. It didn’t feel like home. Oh — and LORD, WAS IT COLD. I haven’t felt a cold like that all season and I absolutely was not ready for it. Bone-chilling. I have a handful of photos to share, including a stack of books from the little free library at my grocer, and a few others that were used scores – as well as some mugs I fell in love with:

There are a few quick things I want to speak to, one being a trend on social media where every mother seems to have the answer to being the most perfect, most present, and most ideal mother. But there is so much irony in the content that is posted because it’s often posted with little self-reflection by the content creator or with a manufactured moment where a camera was set up to capture the “perfect shot” for social media. I don’t understand how moments with your child could become a commodity for others to consume. I also don’t understand how women can feel comfortable posting negative-triggering content to pull views and follows, knowing playing on this emotion is the prime way for success and growth.

Motherhood is not a business, it’s a vocation. It is shocking to me to see so many women treating it like a financial avenue they’re walking down, not a path of complete transformation and spiritual growth. And it’s sad to see them using guilt and elitism as a way get other mothers to reflect on their lives rather than using positivity and uplifting content that leads to betterment. It’s a harder path for pulling follows, but it’s a better path for the spirit.

Speaking of business, my spiritual work has quieted down. While I love diving into spirit baby readings and past lives readings between you and your children, as well as Portal of the Womb lightcode activations and life offerings, I think the Universe gives me what I can handle when I can handle it. This is the last week with my husband, so perhaps Source is telling me to enjoy every moment with him and be more present there rather than focused on my healer role for others. I also believe that the Universe is helping with the transition and routine change, making sure I have time for writing and I’m not overwhelmed by dedicating myself to others as we go through this. For that, I see gratitude in the quiet moment. I am waiting on a few testimonials from clients and I know posting them will result in a few conversions (for that, I am also always grateful).

I keep dreaming about my former best friend. It’s quite odd. In every dream she is very distressed and is calling to me to help her navigate what she is going through. In every dream, she feels very alone. I hope this is not the case. I did try searching on social media to reach out and check in with a weirdo, hi, I’ve been dreaming about you — all good? message but she has either blocked me or vanished off of social media entirely. I hope she is safe and happy. It was difficult being friends with her because I didn’t feel that she shared me joys with me, even though I was endlessly a cheerleader for her. But it was most difficult because, from the outside looking in, her partner was giving me narcissist signs and it hurt to watch someone you love let themselves remain trapped in that situations when they deserve so much more in life. I hope she is safe and happy.

This is where I part. 19h15, raclette is the plan for dinner tonight, and I have a few emails to tend to. Hope your Saturday has been beyond splendid.

xx C