Discovered her poem, quickly bought her book and fell in love with her straightforward, vulnerable way of writing. The Invitation It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old … Continue reading The Invitation – Oriah
I now know why the sunsets are glowing more than ever and they pour themselves inside me like never before. I know why the clouds seem to be silkier and the skies are brighter, taller but in so many ways so much more caring. I know why my heart is screaming after a voice that … Continue reading I Now Know
I will allow this motion to take place inside of me. I will not obstruct it, but rather observe its texture spiraling through my torso, bold and disarming. And because of this and so much more, most will say I am foolish. I will say I am simply as alive as ever. Drunk and enchanted.
"My passions and hobbies are not a quotation - I know why I love what I love.""I am ever-changing. Every part of me is evolving and while I feel in some days stagnant, I know there is growth even in that stagnation. I just can't recognize it yet.""I can endure pain in all its forms.""I … Continue reading 2022
It's an early Saturday and my slightly opened eyes, stare at this blotch of color that changes its shape every now and then. The sun painted my walls in a deep cadmium yellow.My mind is restless for weeks now. It travels back and forth between memories, long-lost dreams, people I have met or I am … Continue reading Samsara
The awakened being is a complete stranger to the world.An upsetting force that creates controversies, falls over the edge in almost everyone's eyes but its own.Here to be swallowed up. To break and fall and live with all the misery and love that a soul can take.To run wild towards dreams; to be sometimes, careless … Continue reading November Thought
I remember my 11th birthday.Or at least, slices of it.Surely, my mind deformed the memories, delivering altered, blurred moments. However, some emotions are bound to stay with me, and carry themselves around as a secret identity that I only make available to myself. I was skinny and deeply tanned. Summer break, which always arrived mid-June, … Continue reading Cheers to Life, to Love, to Joy!
Yesterday, while I was ruminating on the real value of wealth, my mind introduced me to scenes of my childhood. Glimpses of a life where I was constantly overflowing with joy and prosperity. And mind you, as a child born immediately after the communism fall, I had a very late exposure to the colorful wraps … Continue reading Life is Now!
Fall uncovers something inside me that I can never truly put into words or explain to others.There is a nostalgia which enfolds me like a mist, a cooling but reviving experience. Throughout my younger years, this season ment leaving my grandparents house and heading to the town for the first school semester. After a summer … Continue reading Falling again for Fall
"If you could say it in words, there would be no reasons to paint. " - Edward Hopper One thing I've noticed during some painting sessions, is the avalanche of thoughts. Good ones too, but most of them are deeply disturbing. Memories, conversations, circumstances that have affected me more or less. They resurface as if … Continue reading How to release old pain