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Its own light
Sunday, March 22 Some things are not just made. They are felt. Some things…have their own light. And somehow… they find their wayto the right person. Splendor, by Fuerpa
The Sea Listens
Hello sea, take these words with you. Hold themthe way you hold the waves,without hurry,without noise. Listen to themthe way only you can. Keep them for a while. And then,when the moment is right, carry them gentlyto the right shore,to the right heart. Some messages travel far.So
Monday, March 9
Hello. This afternoon I went out for a walk and noticed these daisies in the grass. So small, so simple… but so beautiful that I stopped. I couldn’t step on them. So I walked around them and took this photo. Standing there I started thinking about life. Maybe we spend too muc
Letting Go Is Finding Your Way Back
Yesterday I was walking in my usual woods.It started raining. Normally, that’s the moment I get annoyed.Because it wasn’t planned.Because it interrupts. But yesterday was different. Instead of rushing,instead of complaining,I slowed down. I felt the rain on my face.I
Who Do You Look Like?
Smiling matters. More than we think. Life already gives us enough reasons to be serious. Enough rules. Enough expectations. Enough things to carry. He’s usually serious. Quiet. Composed. One of those people who keeps everything inside. But when we’re together, somethi
