When was the last time you feel happy and contented?

Should I be happy to feel contented or should I be contented to be happy? I blog so much about happiness but not really about contentment, I believe. I saw a tweet from the Astro community that made me want to talk about it now. My Gemini ass just HAD to respond, so I said:… Continue reading When was the last time you feel happy and contented?

Gentle Souls

If we will just be a bit more gentle to ourselves and others, do you think we will all loosen up a bit? Do you think it will release all the pent up and heavy energy?

Please be gentle.

1:11 in the Morning

She moved slowly. There was no reason to rush, anyway. Weekdays were for chasing deadlines and running after time; weekends were for taking her time.

Writing Slump or Writing Insecurity?

It takes lots of words to make you stand tall; but it only takes one for you to crumble and fall.

As a reader, do you still feel my words? I’m just wondering 🙂

Split Second of Stillness

I used to think that the universe will let me breathe if I would stop asking what it wants me to do; that I just need to seek what I want to do. So, I do that because I am done trying. I am actually doing things now. I am no longer waiting; I am not standing still. I am moving. But, why is it not enough?

What do you want from me, really? What am I supposed to do?

On Self-Expression

I know sometimes we need to stay silent, but silence is scary. When someone doesn't talk and it's clear that he wants to say something, I'm scared what is running through inside his head. When someone doesn't talk and it builds up inside, it will eventually explode. I saw how that kind of miscommunication ruined our family. It's still traumatic for me.

Isn't it sad how you don't connect with someone anymore just as much as you did before? What's worse is you don't know if it is them slipping away and you are letting them or is it you loosing your grip just because? It's sad when you don't know why and it just happens. It… Continue reading

The Water Never Resists the Wind

The waters are really beautiful, dangerously beautiful—like we are.