Sometimes we have to walk away from all we’ve known to find ourselves. It has taken me a long time to find myself, and I cannot allow someone or something to make me lose myself again or pull me back into an idea or situation I have found the courage to leave. People and situations come in and out of our lives because we are ever-changing, growing, and discovering. I am not the same person I was six months ago, a year ago, or six years ago. There was a time I needed something different because I was different. I … Continue reading Me & Myself

On the clothesline, I extend gratitude to the complicit eyes who have visited my yard over the years. I am grateful for the generosity of those who, in the letters and messages in which I have sewed my comfort and contentment, I will also rest in them for so long. I thank all those who made me into the word a bridge for honored encounters. To those who, unknowingly, took my seeds beyond my limited horizons, expanding into literary realms that we all walk through. I thank you all for allowing me to be a small translator of our immensity, … Continue reading Gratitude

Remember, my darling, that it takes great courage to be kind in a world that often values the power of money over empathy. It is easy to follow the crowd, to blend into the background and remain silent in the face of injustice. But true bravery lies in standing tall, in speaking up for what is right, even when the whole world seems to be against you. © Beatriz Esmer Continue reading Darling

At the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don’t really expect it. It’s like one day you realize that the fairy tale might be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle, and it’s not so important. Happy ever after, just it’s happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you, and once in a while people may even take your breath away… ❤️🙏 ©️ Beatriz Esmer Continue reading Faith

To my children, I will say, “Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone…❤ Continue reading Message

Child, why did no one ever teach you that you cannot turn people into homes? Why did no one show you that while hearts may be vessels, they are not fixed abodes? People are ever changing, ever flowing, like rivers that carve their own courses, oblivious to the shores they kiss. They will disappear with everything you put inside them, slipping away like whispers in the wind, leaving you clutching shadows and memories. Still, your home does have a heartbeat, resonating like the steady rhythm of the earth beneath your feet. It is a pulse that dances in sync with … Continue reading Home V

Non esistono traguardi, non ci sono vincitori. Il senso dell’esistenza è il centro di tutto, la vera forza risiede nell’umiltà. I piccoli gesti, la presenza, l’attenzione, possono fare la differenza. A volte basta pochissimo alla grandezza… Nella tranquilla cittadina di Congonhas do Campo, la gente viveva secondo questi principi. Ogni mattina, il vecchio panettiere salutava i passanti con un sorriso sincero, e i bambini giocavano felici nella piazza. Non c’erano medaglie o trofei, solo la consapevolezza che la vera vittoria risiedeva nella semplicità e nella bontà del cuore. Maria, una giovane insegnante, aveva imparato a cogliere la bellezza nei piccoli … Continue reading Del Cuore

I’ve heard love, as the ringing in my ears that never subsided. It keeps me awake at night. The sound of love is a dull, persistent hum that drowns out the rest of the world. A low, droning tone that’s just soft enough to make me wonder if it’s my imagination playing tricks on me; just loud enough to leave my temples pulsing with real agitation. I’ve tasted love, as the salt of tears in my mouth. Parching my tongue for want of something luscious and sweet. A hunger so ravenous that it could not be sated by a world … Continue reading The Sound of love

… a storm of emotions rages within, echoing through the hollow chambers of your heart. The ache of his absence reverberates with an intensity that threatens to consume you whole. In the darkness of the night, you find solace, seeking refuge in dreams that offer fleeting respite from the harsh reality of his departure. Memories, like ghosts, haunt your waking hours, whispering of shared moments and unfulfilled promises. Each recollection is a double-edged sword, cutting deep into the tender fabric of your soul. The scent of his cologne lingers in the air, and the places you visited together are now … Continue reading When he leaves….

Today, let my heart be a sanctuary of kindness, a wellspring of compassion that flows unreservedly to all who cross my path. May my spirit stand firm, a bastion of courage amidst adversity, a beacon of hope in the darkest of nights. Let my mind be a tempest of fierce determination, not for selfish gain, but for the relentless pursuit of love and understanding. With each breath, may I weave a tapestry of empathy and benevolence, casting aside the shadows of indifference and embracing the brilliance of connection. In this delicate dance of existence, may my steps be guided by … Continue reading Prayer for my ego