The more I aged, the better I got at grasping the joy of living in the moment. And little by little, life revealed its biggest secret to me: that life is nothing but the compound interest of each day, hour and minute that I live with presence.
Author: Cǎtǎ Gǎrdescu
I am a connector, a lover of all things beautiful and a fighter when things get hard. I try each day to live truthfully, learn as much as I possibly can and push myself in the right directions. I am learning to trust my gut and my instincts and embrace uncertainty.
Dear love, what would you have me know about interacting with other humans?
We, humans seldom carry balms for healing ourselves and each other. We almost always turn up, prickly and charged, but can you remember that you are love and loved and use that as self healing balm?
People don’t see us how we are. They see us how they are.
I was reminded of one of the hardest things I have to reconcile with: the fact that there are people in my life who believe I am an asshole. That my actions are meant to hurt them, that I never care and that my intentions are horrible.
A grumpy Romanian’s reflection on the happiness of Danes
Living in Denmark I’ve started to define happiness in terms of predictability, room to breathe and warm lights in every window in a Danish night.
Sometimes being on the sidelines means courage, respect and love.
There is nothing simple about being on the sidelines. When we see our loved ones struggling, there is a breaking in ourselves as well, but there is no true love without respect, without the trust that the person we cannot live without is able to navigate whatever the moment brings.
I asked love what it would have me know and this is what it had to say to me
A writer doesn’t wait until the perfect idea and mood strikes so that a masterpiece ensues. That never happens. Or at least not to people like me. A writer writes. Every day.
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