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 …
Inner Journey
Looking at the Ingredients of the Cake
Sometimes a simple conversation opens a door that has been quietly waiting to be seen. Yesterday, while talking with a friend, he asked me a question that seems simple on …
Self-compassion is not weakness, it is remembering who you are
Not every day I feel an extreme motivation, and I no longer see that as something that needs to be corrected. There was a time when I believed that inner …
The infinite tides of human creativity
The nature of our creative essence The question of whether human creativity is infinite has lived in my mind for years, rising each time I witness how imagination seems to …
Where intuition meets the cosmic rhythm of existence
The nature of intuition Intuition emerges as a subtle inner whisper that seems to bypass the linear structures of rational analysis, offering a form of knowing that feels immediate, fluid, …
Rediscovering love
The many faces of love Love, that word that has been spoken endlessly, written about in countless poems, and immortalized in innumerable songs. In the name of love, I used …
The threads that weave themselves
The scarab that returned through time Many years ago, during a visit to my mother, she gave me several objects she no longer used, something she often does, and among …
The beauty is already here
The consciousness that looks through the body Life contains beauty, a beauty that does not need to be sought because it is not hidden in the highest places or in …
The presence that transforms
The body as a living memory At the beginning of this year I made a quiet commitment to myself, a simple intention to try a little harder to stay present …
Listening to the body: unlocking the somatic messages within
For years, I believed that my mind carried the heaviest weight of understanding, that it dictated how I perceived the world, made decisions, and guided my life. Yet, over time, …