You think you know her, don’t you? Because you’ve seen her skin and touched her body. But tell me, have you ever delved deeper, beyond the surface of her flesh? Have you ever asked about the dreams that she chases, the ones that keep her up at night? Have you ever listened to the stories of her childhood, the moments that shaped her into the person she is today? You see, there’s so much more to her than meets the eye. Beneath the soft curves of her skin, there’s a soul that burns with passion and a heart that aches … Continue reading You don’t know her …

Je fais le vœu que 2025 soit une année riche en joies intenses et en bonheurs durables. Que chaque jour soit une symphonie de moments précieux et d’émotions sincères. Que les éclats de rire résonnent dans vos cœurs, et que chaque sourire soit un reflet de la paix intérieure et de la sérénité retrouvée. Que les douceurs de la vie se déploient comme des pétales de fleurs, embellissant chaque instant d’un amour profond et d’une gratitude infinie. Que les rêves s’épanouissent, portés par le souffle d’une nouvelle année pleine de promesses et d’espoirs. Puisse l’année 2025 vous envelopper de sa … Continue reading 2025

Sprinkle a generous portion of child-like wonder, that enchanting essence that opens our eyes to the magic woven into everyday life. Let it infuse our spirits with the joy of discovery, turning each day into a treasure trove of sweet surprises. Blend in a measure of fond appreciation for the people who grace our lives, each one a radiant presence akin to festive Christmas candles, casting their warm and gentle glow upon our hearts. Let their unique light illuminate the tapestry of our existence, reminding us of the beauty found in the diversity of human connections. Stir in a dollop … Continue reading In the recipe for Christmas all year long:

Look at your wrist, see the bluish veins? The blood flowing through them contains hemoglobin, a protein with four iron atoms woven into its very structure. Iron, forged only in the fiery hearts of dying stars, reminds us that our essence is intertwined with the cosmos. Each time you glimpse these delicate threads, remember that you are a masterpiece built from, and sustained by, stardust. This celestial inheritance pulses within you, a testament to the universe’s grand design. So, carry with you the knowledge that your very being is a symphony of stellar echoes, a living, breathing embodiment of the … Continue reading Stellar

The “white blindness” or the “tough skin” we call selfishness is, unfortunately, not just a reality from Saramago’s world. It lurks within each of us, at least in potential, ready to become evident and overwhelmingly vast in the blink of an eye, with all due apologies for the pun. Thus, if we feed the dark side of the heart, our eyes will cease to see beyond the confines of our own ego or navel. In our daily lives, this dormant selfishness can awaken at the slightest provocation, shading our vision and narrowing our world. It thrives on neglecting empathy, growing … Continue reading Keep your heart open …

In the dawn of a new year, I make a solemn vow. I pour out the contents of my cup, disavowing past resolutions and conditions that have weighed me down. Beneath the layers of memes, beliefs, and expectations, I seek the genuine “me,” hidden beneath life’s complications. Perhaps this self is not as flawed as I’ve been led to believe, if only I can excavate deeper and truly perceive. I yearn to strip away the layers, to peel back the veils and uncover the essence of “me” that time often conceals. To excavate the treasures buried within my soul’s keep … Continue reading New Year!

Like dry trees in winter, you look and think they are dead. Their branches are stark, lifeless silhouettes against the sky. Yet beneath the surface, hidden from view, life persists. My roots are firmly planted, not only because of those who helped me heal, nor those who will continue to heal me, but also because of my own strength to go on. In the quiet depths of the earth, my roots draw sustenance and resilience. Each day, I gather strength from the unseen, from the memories of past support and the promise of future growth. It is a testament to … Continue reading Dry Trees

I have failed. Yes, I am afraid. But within my sputtering journey and my dusty tracks lies evidence of a deep desire to change, a passion for well-being, and the courage to continue. Fear is simply today’s fuel, igniting the embers at the core of my being. It awakens me, warns me, ignites me. Today, my fear coats me, but tomorrow I will begin anew—insane or not. I will tear off the cloak of fear and turn, exposed and vulnerable, in a new direction. I will not commit to another unworkable routine, but I will move as though my life … Continue reading Fear

Someone once told me she expected me to start speaking with the birds outside my window, to become one with the sky and the whispers of the wind. I smiled and said, “I have never spoken with a bird before, but I imagine their conversations are filled with the poetry of the heavens. I would probably ask if they were ever envious of things that cannot take flight.” In the quiet moments of solitude, I often find myself gazing at the birds as they dance upon the air, their wings brushing against the canvas of the sky. I wonder what … Continue reading Birds

My faith is boundless, uncontained, and free, for Love is the creed that speaks to me. No dogma, no doctrine can hold my heart, for Love is the only path, the only art. I belong to no religion, no sect or creed, for Love is the only light that I need. In every heart, I find my temple true, for Love is the essence of all that is due. My soul is free, unshackled by belief, for Love is the only truth that brings relief. In every breath, in every beat of my heart, I feel the presence of Love, … Continue reading My religion …