You baptized me in microcosms — tiny universes where your touch rewrote my soul. Each caress was a resurrection, a reincarnation of who I thought I was, until I became someone new, again and again, beneath your fingertips. I lived a thousand summer days with your smile pressed gently upon my mouth, a warmth that lingered like golden dusk on the edge of every breath. Time bent around us, stretching joy into eternity. But then came the frost. More days than I can count were spent wallowing in the winter of your absence, each one a silent ache, a season … Continue reading Chronicle of a Love Reborn

Dans l’harmonie de l’existence, il existe une force qui transcende les frontières et unité toutes choses. Comment pourrais-je expliquer cette essence subtile et puissante ? C’est comme un mystère doux qui coule tel une rivière, avec la transparence d’une mer infinie. Cette force, elle unité toutes choses, dépend de chaque élément de l’univers. Combien d’éléments se fondent en elle ? C’est comme se sentir immergé dans les profondeurs de l’eau, porté par la légèreté de l’air. Elle est présente dans chaque souffle, dans chaque battement de cœur. Elle se manifeste dans la danse des étoiles et dans le murmure des … Continue reading Comment pourrais-je expliquer cette essence subtile et puissante ?

Today, I woke up to the chill on my face. I noticed how smooth my hair has become, the softness and coziness of the bed wrapping around me. The sheets with the blue duvet, swimming in a light green room. I stretched, feeling my muscles lengthen. The day outside is cold but gorgeous. I see the sun, gently embracing each leaf, people moving, checking off their lists and feeling accomplished. I went to the kitchen and made some coffee for breakfast. I’m noticing the small things—the brightness of the clouds, the welcome of the outdoors. I’m just taking these moments … Continue reading October 23, 2014.

The word, if it remains lodged in the throat, a bitter weight in the chest, festering on the tongue, knotted in the stomach, dried out in the eyes, and buried beneath the dust of time, becomes a relentless ache in the yesterdays. It gnaws at the soul, a haunting specter of unspoken pain. Such a word demands the urgency of release and the bravery of farewell. Without this essential courage, it morphs into a malaise, a beguiling prison where miracles fall numb and lifeless. The unspoken word, untreated, grows roots of sorrow and branches of regret, trapping the spirit in … Continue reading Word

Era uma terça-feira qualquer, dessas em que o café esfria antes da primeira reunião e o corpo já acorda cansado. No consultório, o psicólogo me olhou com aquela calma que só quem já viu muitas tempestades sabe ter. E então, sem aviso, lançou a pergunta que me desmontou: — Você emprestaria seu carregador se seu celular estivesse com 3% de bateria? Sorri, achando que era uma metáfora boba. Respondi que não, claro. Com 3%, o carregador é meu salva-vidas. E foi aí que ele me deu o soco — não com os punhos, mas com a verdade: — Então por … Continue reading 3% de Mim

— and so, with trembling hands and a soul wide open,you reached not with fingers, but with feeling.You whispered your truth into the wind,and the stars leaned in to listen. The sky did not resist you.It welcomed your longing,your laughter, your ache,and in return, it gave you wingswoven from wonder and wild hope. Because the heart, when unguarded,is the only ladder tall enoughto climb into the infinite. ©️ Beatriz Esmer Continue reading “Only from the heart can you touch the sky”

Unfortunately, love has become something to be negotiated, packaged, and charged. Lovers have turned into partners — they meet, discuss logistics, solve problems, and make decisions. Love, once wild and transcendent, is now a bio-psycho-socio-economic arrangement, a strategic alliance dressed in the language of business. The passion that was meant to be excessive, uncontrollable, and fiercely cohesive has been diluted — reduced to fleeting emotions, fickle affections, and shallow connections. Everything is disposable, convenient, and fast — even sex. And so, instead of truly falling in love, people now hover on the edge of it. They’re “almost” in love. Their … Continue reading When Love Became a Transaction

Come a little closerGrow a little olderWorld can hear my wordsReach my heart’s innermost cornerAnd drink from my deepest euphoria … Come, draw nearer to me, as time weaves its tapestry around us. Let us grow together, embracing the wisdom that accompanies the passing years. In this moment, I invite the world to listen, for my words carry the weight of my soul’s desires. They resonate with a truth that reaches the innermost corners of my heart, where vulnerability and authenticity reside. Here, in this sacred space, I offer you a glimpse into the depths of my being. Drink from … Continue reading Come …

In the kingdom of my home, desires reside,An extension of my soul, where dreams collide.Like bric-a-brac, a tapestry of delight,My desires, a mix of colors, shining bright. Each layer, a story, a tale to be told,Wants and needs, a symphony, both new and old.Confusion dances with joy, hand in hand,Unresolved pain, a reminder, where I stand. Passions ignite, like flames in the night,Unrequited love, a bittersweet plight.Misplaced understandings, a puzzle unsolved,Misunderstood events, from my perspective evolved. Yet, every desire, a purpose it holds,To guide me towards love, as life unfolds.Each one, a chapter, with a beginning so true,A journey of … Continue reading My Home

Sometimes I stand in front of the mirror, tracing the lines and curves of my reflection. My eyes, pools of uncertainty; my mouth, a silent witness; the shape of my forehead, marked by the weight of thoughts; the curve of my eyelids, heavy with dreams unfulfilled; the line of my face, a map of experiences both bitter and sweet. How could this flawed, imperfect visage craft verses that speak to the soul? There must be something more… but what? In the labyrinth of thought, I find myself questioning the very act of questioning. To live, truly live, is to lose … Continue reading Profound Moments