The memory of being human
A species that learned to remember itself From the first signs of human presence on Earth, long before history had a name, something was already moving beyond survival. Early humans …
Inner Journey
The greatest investment is the one we make within
There is a belief that has been slowly settling in my life, not as a concept but as a lived truth: the greatest investment we can ever make is the …
Empowerment: Passing the flame from one heart to another
The spark inside, waiting to shine I often imagine empowerment as a torch that lights another. When someone chooses to ignite their flame, it never truly fades. There is always …
Living in an Age of abundance with a brain shaped by scarcity
A nervous system not designed for this much noise Never before in human history have we been exposed to such an overwhelming level of abundance, not only in material terms, …
When silence speaks through the body
Winter light and the refuge of stillness Today the world was covered in snow and flooded with sunlight. As I walked with my dog, I watched how the light touched …
A new year begins every day
Every day is a new beginning A new year begins, bringing with it new opportunities, intentions, and promises of change. Yet, as time passes, I find myself returning again and …
The sun and the moon within us
Two circles in the sky, two truths in existence Today the sky is cloudy, yet the sun can still be seen hidden between the clouds, holding a perfect size in …
Embracing the cycles of life and inner guidance
The quiet rhythm of life This year is coming to an end, carrying with it a river of experiences, moments of laughter and tears, of joy and sorrow, of small …
Forgiveness as the threshold to a new life
Forgiveness is often presented as a moral obligation or a spiritual virtue, something we are supposed to reach once we are “evolved enough.” But in my experience, forgiveness is none …
Winter beneath my feet
The silent season of becoming I do not know at what exact moment the year passed so quickly. It feels as if time folded in on itself without asking for …