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De ce este greu sa pui punct.

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Probabil ca punctul culminant al unei relatii este chiar cel final. Dar cand stii cand e momentul sa pui punct? Cand renunti la lupta? Cand accepti esecul relatiei? Cand decizi sa pui punct si s-o iei de la capat?

Cu siguranta numai in romanele de altadata oamenii mureau din dragoste, in viata de zi cu zi se scutura si merg mai departe. Mentalitatile si preconceptiile s-au adaptat societatii de consum in care traim, o societate care a devenit atat de permisiva incat aruncam oamenii la fel ca pe un produs expirat, un ambalaj gol sau o haina iesita din trend. Cateodata o facem si pentru simplul fapt ca nu mai avem loc in dulap si trebuie sa alegem ce pastram si ce aruncam.

Sa schimbi partenerii ca pe sosete sau sa iti pui pirostriile de 3 ori in cap nu mai reprezinta motiv de discriminare, dimpotriva, un barbat care schimba neveste si jongleaza cu amante e un smecher, iar femeia care “are curaj” si divorteaza e puternica si independenta, potrivit tiparului noului secol.

Dar apoi ne intrebam de ce ajungem din ce in ce mai mult sa umplem cabinetele de terapie!

De ce punem capat relatiilor? De ce divortam daca la un moment dat am spus da pana cand moartea ne va desparti? De ce nu mai facem eforturi sa reparam in loc sa cumparam alt produs nou?

Pentru ca ne permitem! Pentru ca noua cultura propavaduita si implementata sub toate formele de propaganda moderna (muzica, cinematografie, literatura, bloguri, campanii), ne determina sa gandim ca viata e scurta si trebuie s-o traim la maxim, si daca nu merge…”hai, ramai cu ma-ta”!!!

Si da, asa e! Viata se poate sfarsi oricand, doborat fiind de o caramida cazuta in cap de pe vreun bloc cu bulina. Si vrei sa traiesti viata la maxim asa cum suntem bombardati zilnic cu clipuri motivationale si speakeri care ne indeamna sa privim viata cu pozitivism. Dar in viata reala, deciziile sunt foarte greu de luat, si cu cat exista mai multi factori si paranteze in ecuatie, cu atat ne ia mai mult timp sa luam decizia corecta!

Da-i timpului timp!

Raspunsul e mereu in tine. E greu sa inveti sa intelegi vocea aia interioara care cateodata, desi striga la tine ca sergentul la cadeti, tu nu ii intelegi limbajul, oricat de tare si agresiv ar striga! Da-ti timp sa inveti limba, asa cum a-i acorda timp sa inveti o limba straina. Cel mai dificil este atunci cand incepi sa inveti, dar nu vrei sa auzi.  Esti setat pe ceea ce ar trebui sa vrei si nu vrei sa recunosti ceea ce vrei cu adevarat. Da-ti timp din nou! Fii sigur ca ceea ce crezi ca vrei este ceea ceea ce vrei cu adevarat! Nu poti sa stii daca iti place un fel de mancare pana nu il gusti. Da-ti timp, prepara-l si condimenteaza-l dupa gustul tau, si abia apoi decide-te daca iti place sau nu. Dar daca nici atunci nu iti place, nu are rost sa repeti reteta la nesfarsit, daca ai ingrediente sa faci si altceva!

Desi aproape toata viata mea s-a bazat pe celebrul dicton “totul se intampla cu un scop”, acuma incep sa imi dezvolt viziunile si sa imi dau seama ca nu e niciodata totul alb sau negru. Omul extremelor care eram odata incepe sa prinda un alt contur, odata cu schimbarile survenite in viata mea si imi dau seama ca uneori, da, exista peste 50 de nuante de gri. Si daca uneori ne raportam parerile la ceea ce se intampla unora si altora, judecand fara mila, barfind si condamnand, alte dati, constientizam involuntar ca totul e relativ!

Si ca sa va dau un exemplu clar…fiti sinceri si recunoasteti de cate ori nu gandim asa: daca Marieta e prietena noastra si si-a lasat barbatul dupa ce a aflat ca a inselat-o, o felicitam si o sustinem ca nu s-a lasat calcata in picioare si suntem alaturi de ea si o incurajam sa iasa la intalniri. Daca o “marieta” de la etajul 4 si-a parasit barbatul si se vede cu alti o barbati, e o curva si o proasta ca si-a lasat barbatul, chiar daca el mai calca stramba din cand in cand, pai cum? Toti fac la fel, doar e barbat si el! Dar ea trebuia sa inteleaga si sa-si vada de casa ei si eventual sa se prefaca in continuare ca totul e roz si frumos!

Vom privi mereu lucrurile din perspectiva care ne convine, dar uneori aceasta alegere se numeste negare a realitatii.

Un lucru e cert: nimic nu e sigur!

De aceea, devine tot mai greu sa pui punct; deocamdata eu pun punct si virgula pentru ca totul e relativ!

 

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Have you ever been in love?

They say sometimes you gotta let go the past In order to live your present… but how can you, when everything you miss the most is that same past?

Not rarely I have seen people anchored in the past. Anchored in past realities that no longer stand for today. Relationships are by far the best working sheet to observe this phenomenon. How can a relationship pass the time test? How can two people update themselves in the same time in order to keep the fire going? Or when do you decide that your life lanes are no longer on the same path?

Today, divorces rates are higher than anytime in history. Society is developing so fast in so many ways, that sometimes we lose sight of primordial needs. What is with people today that they quit so easily upon a marriage? Instead of taking advantage of today’s resources, it seems to me that those exact resources are provoking the exact opposite of what they should be doing. Health, education, culture, access to information, freedom of speech, women’s emancipation, those should be beneficial factors to a better life, instead it seems to ruin what they should built stronger. Time runs faster and we don’t have the patience to repair what’s broken, and many times we choose to replace something that has only a scratch. Why?

Returning to relationships, I see my grandparents’ generation in a totally different view with my generation today. They sworn until death takes them apart and they stuck with that promise. For good and for worse. And that’s not necessarily always about remaining in love like in the first day. It’s more to that. It’s about a solid partnership that stand in storm together, it’s about completing each other in times of need, it’s about building a strong family that overpasses any obstacle. They choose to repair when something gets broken. Because not everything new is necessarily better or improved. It’s just new! And history teach us that trends come and go, but classics remain immortals. Just take a look at an antique furniture. It will always have a greater value than any modern piece. That antique furniture may be full of scratches, but every single scratch tells a story. It comes with an accumulated energy that no new thing may acquire. And sometimes even those scratches can be reconditioned. So, why can’t we apply the same principles to relationships? Why are we so fascinated by new stuff? Why can’t we value what we already have? Why can’t we update ourselves by removing the signs of time? What’s the Botox for our relationships’ wrinkles? Do we let go of the past? Do we search for the present? Or is it just an excuse to keep fighting?

In order to live the present we have to accept the past, not letting go of it!

Well, first of all, I think the pollution for relationships today it’s society high speed evolution today. We forgot how to be patient. We want it all, we want it now. If it doesn’t get better by next week, we consider it done. Just like any diet. Why do we quit? Because we wanna see the result immediately. In one week we want to lose fat accumulated in one year. That’s not possible, but our brains today are used to be one click away from everything. With one click, you get face to face from China to America, with one click you do your shopping, with one click your dinner, with one click you do almost everything today; fortunately, love remains more than just a click away.

But to be in love, is to understand first what love is. Love is not an illusion, love is not what makes Hollywood movies be drama blockbusters. Love is not just falling for someone. Love is not that screaming orgasm in that sexual act. Love is not only the feeling of butterflies in your stomach, love is not lust or desire. Love is more than a late motive.

Love is more than yourself, love is what makes humanity exist. Love is in everything you wish to see blooming. Love is wanting to share your life in every possible way with someone who will always be there no matter how many scratches you’ll have. Love will change in desire to protect. Love will wipe your tears away when you are down and it’ll pick you up and learn you how to walk again. Love will empower you to stand on the edge of the greatest heights without being afraid. Love will warm your heart you when you are cold as ice. Love will still see the beauty in you even when your demons will come out. Love will vanish those demons and bring light back in your life. Love will be patient, just like the Bible says, to rebuilt over and over again what has been destroyed. Love is what makes the sun rise even after the longest night.

So let me ask you, have you ever been in love?

 

 


I’m ALIVE!

Yes, I am alive!

Indeed, I am alive, maybe for the first time in life I really feel alive! It’s been a looong time since I’ve felt the need to write down my thoughts, but as I had stated in the first place, writing was my auto- therapy. Let’s say I haven’t felt the need for therapy for the past few months… like…since …last September, I think…

Maybe you wonder why! I’ll tell but not right away because so many thing have happened in my life that I don’t even know how to start. Remember my summertime? Well, I think you do, since it’s been my best viewed post 🙂 That gave me a lot of confidence, my great summertime and all the changes that came after that.

Ok, I’m not gonna push your patience: I became a singer! A payed one! A real one! Like in….people pay me to sing for them!! With real money, not monopoly money nor invisible money! People actually pay ME to sing for them! Hope the IRS doesn’t read this :)))))) ( dear IRS, I dream a lot, don’t take me serious) :))))

It all started with a desire! MY DESIRE! the desire to do what I want, to be in front of a public, expressing myself through music! So, after a marathon of WEEDS and Modern Family I started to take things very seriously! I began forming a REPERTOIRE, mostly of Romanian Folklore and Traditional music, two genres I had never thought to perform! But this was my rope, remember the rope from my previous posts? If not, get your ass reading! So I knew I could have a chance with traditional music because our Romanian Community here in France is enlarging every day, and of course we get married here, we baptize our children here, we celebrate our anniversaries here, and it’s our custom to have live singers for our celebrations and I may say that there is quite a demand. Practically I knocked at some doors… literally… where I knew they collaborate with singers.. After some unopened doors from the French side, I began knocking at Romanian doors… and guess what… it opened… and this is how everything began… with one open door at a Romanian restaurant… and my intuition told me to knock at the best door, so I went straight to THE top Romanian restaurant in Paris… and apparently I was exactly what they needed 🙂 MAKTUB! Right person in the right place at the right moment! When it’s written to happen, it will happen!

You will never guess what happened. The more I began discovering my traditional Romanian music, the more I fell in love with this genre of music, a music that I had never had the patience to understand, the capacity of penetrating beneath its simple yet powerful lyrics. I knew I have reached that age of understanding life in a different manner. Our folklore speaks about that simple and happy life! It speaks of love, of nature, of faith… of a life surrounded by family, sharing all that God has given you.

One thing led to another and private parties turned into public shows, public shows into live concerts, from restaurants to theaters and even big open air scenes like Festival of Europe where I had the honor to represent Romania last Sunday (may 22nd). Let me put it this way… I haven’t had an weekend off since the beginning of the year – my official launch was for the NYE party 🙂

I really can’t describe you my big start. It’s only the beginning and I realize I’ve climbed my rope so high that I can see a lot from above. There is a hell of a way until I will reach the top, but I will get some day! The most important thing is that I grabbed my rope…and, boy…I’m holding to it like my life would depend on it!

Yes, it’s hard, and yes, you gotta do great sacrifices…and YES, they will try to pull you down…every single day! And you might get “bullied” and you might get hit, but like my old friend Rocky Balboa said… “it doesn’t matter how hard you hit, but how hard you can get hit and still go on…” Here’s to you, Balboa!

But you learn to deal with everything, as long as you keep your faith and self confidence. Nourish yourself with the positive sides and don’t even pay attention to negativity! Close your eyes in front of the evil and it will disappear. Open your heart for all the Good to come to you and your hungry soul will receive the light. Then follow that light and share it with the rest of the world!

Create your own circle of happiness! And happiness will always come back!

TO BE CONTINUED

 

 

 

 

 


Who wants Champagne?

One of my guilty pleasures in life is… obviously… champagne. Why? More than the good taste, it gives me the feeling of royalty. You know how we always open a bottle of champagne only for really big events? Why? Well, because it’s expensive… and… it’s expensive. So, we keep it for the important moments that we want to celebrate with.. sparkling!

And when I’m into something, I like to dig in a little to find out more about the subject matter, in this case, champagne. So I planned a little day trip in Champagne-Ardenne, the region of France where champagne is produced. So, Route du Champagne, here we come!

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In a little town, called Epernay, which is about 150 km est from Paris, you will discover the home city of the devil’s wine. In the 16th century in was called like that because that bottles wouldn’t stop exploding. And, no…it was not invented by Dom Perignon, as he was born much later (a century later). He had only a very good nose and a talent in mixing grapes, which contributed in having the champagne we have today. As mush as I would like to think this is the birth place of champagne, it isn’t. This magical liquor was born down in the south thanks to the Benedictine Monks in the French region Languedoc-Roussillon and it’s called Blanquette de Limoux. That’s just a tiny piece of history before heading up to Avenue De Champagne.

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Of cours, the first stop is at Moet&Chandon, one of the biggest producers of champagne, including the one and only, the Dom Perignon vintage champagne label. Lucky Claude Moet, who established his winery in the middle of the 18th century, had a lot of demand for it’s sparkling wine in the noble circles, aristocracy and of course, at the royal court. This is how champagne became similar to royalty. In our days, Moet&Chandon can brag about the fact that they are the suppliers of Queen Elizabeth II. Yeah, the business is going well. Nothing much, just being part of the largest luxury company in the world (LVMH), with only 1.6 billion euro revenue (numbers for 2011). And they sure know how to throw luxury in your face.

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Prices start from around 35 euros for a normal Moet&Chandon and they can go up to …. more than 7000 euros for a vintage Dom Perignon.

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But if you’re interested on a budget high quality champagne, I found an offer you can’t refuse 🙂 Riding on that Route de Champagne, we found an independent champagne house, called Jean Pierre Lalouelle. I had the chance to speak with the owners and they tried to explain me this champagne thing over an ice cold coupe.They have a wonderful fairy house all covered in ivy and they are more than glad to invite you to a tasting in their improvised bar. I really regret not taking more pictures, but i took advantage that my husband was driving so i didn’t want to be rude and refuse all those sorts of champagne… so I was too into the moment and I kind of forgot to take more pictures. But that’s ok, I wouldn’t want to ruin your surprise if you pay them a visit. You must call first as they are working on the vineyard or in the production area almost all the time! We were really lucky to find someone home (as they said). Prices for Lalouelle champagne go from 16 to 30 euros per bottle and you have a discount if you get a 6 pack 🙂

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One of the most interesting things I have learned on this field trip is that the way bubbles go up can tell you if a champagne is high or low quality. The trick is to watch the bubbles if they go straight up… that means you’re having a good champagne. Spiraling bubbles are a bad sign so keep away from those. How to choose your champagne? Always look for the blanc de blancs, which is made by 100% Chardonnay. It costs a little bit more, but it’s worth. Trust me, after you have a glass of Ruinart Blanc de Blancs, it’s hard to forget that force in your mouth, making your whole body and spirit feel like they are invaded by the stars in the sky! (be ready to pay around 60 euros for a bottle).

After all that tasting, you must be hungry, so I have a little place to recommend you just a few steps away from Avenue de Champagne: Le Bar Parisian. I ate the best Croque Monsieur of my life. We payed around 70 euros for four persons including drinks and tip and… champagne for me. This post is not about food so i’m not going to mix thing up. We’re keeping it sparkle so no photo food. (Ok, I admit it, I was too hungry and I forgot to take the pictures… yes, too much champagne, so always drink wise 🙂 ). If you want something quick for the road, you can hit Paul bread and pastry shop, or any other open pastry shop and you can have a decent meal under 10 euros. But I do insist going to Paul’s because right next to it you have a wonderful champagne shop which offers almost every kind of champagne you can think of.

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Weather we’re talking about a wedding, an anniversary, or sometimes just the presence of the loved ones, champagne makes everything festive and turns any event into a special one! That’s the role of champagne! Make everyone’s heart sparkle and dance with the stars in the sky! Santé!

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How to get to Epernay? By car and by car only because the magic is to follow the Route du Champagne

Don’t take the highway, you will miss all the beauty in French landscapes.

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Moet&Chandon – 20, avenue de Champagne, 51333, Epernay

Jean Pierre Lalouelle – 50 Route de Vinay, 51530 Saint-Martin-d’Ablois, 03 26 59 92 20

Le Bar Parisien – 9 Rue Porte Lucas, 51200 Épernay ( always check schedules first because the second time we went there was a Monday, and they’re closed, that’s why we had to eat at Paul’s) .

Paul – 1 Rue Gambetta, 51200 Épernay

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Example of using right a Moet&Chandon 🙂


My summertime!

Summer it’s almost over and I can’t help think this was maybe one of the best summer ever…

I started with a quick trip in Romania, celebrating my grandparents’ 60th wedding anniversary, I was left out at my job, I did birthday parties, I had my cousin in Paris for a week, vacation with my family in places I have never dreamed to see(spending all of our economies), and finishing with three wonderful weeks besides “my person” . Sounds wonderful, no?:)

Even though at the beginning, being left without a job(due to financial issues), seemed like the worst thing ever, actually is not that bad after all… I had the whole summer at my desire, I was able to travel with my family without being concerned about my days off, I spent a lot of time with my kid (something I did not do enough while I was working), and also doing my artistry thing like singing and learning new stuff, practicing my voice… those things I never had time to do or I was just too tired to make them happen! I know, you’ll ask me for the financial side… well, the bright side is that all my extra hours and my 15 hour long days made my unemployment aid to grow substantially. Of course, our budget will have some cuts, like no more 100 euro(at least) dinners, but instead we will rediscover the thrill of eating a 5 euro falafel in the heart of the Marais, on the sidewalk:)) Life is about the simple thing shared with the ones you love! Thank God my husband loves falafel!

And what is even greater, is that everything was so inspiring. Having someone there for you, pushing you to dream and believe in yourself is a blessing. My person ,my best girl,and our 20 year old friendship which gets stronger everyday even though we are almost 2500 km away, gave me that push I was so much in need. Spending three weeks with her, gave me the strength to go on and never stop believing in my dreams!

Being in a period of my life not that good, escaping from my comfort zone by losing my job, having a whole new rhythm in my life, I was not that confident in my powers and I was blind to see the whole new opportunities opening in front of me! Sometimes you just need someone who understands you as a person, as a friend, as an artist soul, to be there for you, to support you, to tell you the things you need to hear, to give you a kick in the @ss, to remind you of what you’re capable of!

These are the persons you have to surround  yourself! I have a great family, but unfortunately I didn’t grew up with brothers or sisters, so I had the immense luck to have her by my side. If we were sisters and we wouldn’t be as close as we are as friends. And now, as she baptized my daughter five years ago, we are also family!!

My point? Always try to get around you only those persons who truly believe in you, who support you, who are there for you when you need them! I live in Paris for more than three years and I wasn’t able to make one friend… and that’s one of the bad parts of being abroad… sometimes you really feel lonely… sometimes there is no one there, no shoulder to cry on, no one to “slap” you when go crazy:))

there were times when people told me I should stop singing because it’s to hard to penetrate in this world! the competition is to high and it can cost me a lot of time and suffering! Well, I think that nothing good comes out without a lot of time invested and maybe, yes, a lot suffering and disappointments, but if you really want it, you will overpass everything and somehow you find the strength to believe in you and in your dream! At least, I will not find myself in ten years regretting I didn’t even try it!

This is it! This is my time! This is my life!


NO to medication, YES to mediTation!

Unfortunately, we live in a society under pressure. We are supposed to do by the book or else we’re expelled. We have to follow the line because everyone does it. We gotta stay in the row or else we’re punished.
Since our first contact with society, as little children in kindergarten, we are taught to listen and learn and always follow the crowd cause otherwise we gonna get lost… we are stuffed with this bad mentality.
We have to get married or else grandma’ will have a heart attack if she finds out you live in sin, you can’t get a divorce because the neighbors and relatives will talk.
And not to mention, the job.. got forbidden to love what you do…the most important is to show off your expensive car, your fancy clothes and your exotic vacations (of course, on Facebook). The job must brings money. Period!
And slowly… routine settles down… you do something against your will every day and that kills you slowly like an renascent poison.
And the more time passes, the more you lose your guts to change something. And the more conscientious you become of your cowardliness, the more depressive you become.
In fact, depression is the weak man disease. Yes, I am sorry to say it… depressed means weak.
Lucky those who have the courage to grab the bull by the b@lls and start taking the good decisions…
But the black is not that black (as my grandma’ says), the fact that we are here, trying to find answers is already the first step of a long journey.
And yes, I believe we alone are the only ones who have the right key to open the doors of our future. No medication will do what we are capable of doing. It’s that ounce of courage we need… and then we’ll be free!!

Well, I am part of those “weak” people…I too consider myself this way…and the paradox is that I am well aware that I am strong enough to help myself but somehow there is something holding me back…like the missing piece of a puzzle… and I believe that is courage..I am also on a quest of finding it… and I’m in big trouble… we’re used to driving guided by the GPS… but guess what..I have no GPS for this destination.. and… I feel like I am lost in the middle of the dessert with absolutely no guidance except the stars in the sky…and the question arises: am I capable to let myself follow only by this primordial GPS??
I have exchanged opinions on this subject and I’ve received a curious reaction: that I’am aggressive! I am sorry if it seems aggressive… maybe in my writing storm I tended to be more aggressive because it’s like I’m arguing with myself… sometimes I do believe we need to be a bit shaken of…to be pulled together. And once again, it’s me that must do that with..me!

And NO, I do not believe in medication for depression even though they try to shove it on your throat. Say YES to meditation, go on the biggest journey of your live and start looking inside you. There you will find all the answers you need. And you will be surprised how much is hiding in there. I bet my life you’ll discover things you had no idea they existed. Know thyself. Plus that, it’s not me who’s come with this ridiculous idea, but my old pal, Socrates, was very fond of this concept. How to know thyself??  By meditating… and by meditating I refer to the Osho method, that moment when you clear your mind. Do not confuse meditating with reflecting. Just be with yourself, let your mind rest, have a pause from everything and raise above everything that surrounds you so that the view won’t be from a single perspective, but through a panoramic one.

So, what are you waiting for?


The endless rebirth…

We are all captives. Life is a trap and most of us live in captivity! (imagine the thrill of those in the wild)

I don’t even know where to start, because as we are born we are already chained by our mothers’ breast in order to survive. In most cases we are born addictive on someone: mother, nurse, nanny, etc. The first thing we learn is that we need someone or else we die. We need an environment, we need a cage! And yes, even the shiniest golden cage, still remains a cage!

And then, we grow up, and maybe we are trapped in the wrong neighborhood, a wrong school, or even the wrong body. We are captives in a society where we don’t fit, but you don’t have a choice yet, you must obey, or else… you suffer the consequences: mocked, expelled, outcast. So you do your best and you give them what they expect… but when they had enough, they will not hesitate to expel you in the end..

You grow more older. You hope to escape, to leave behind those years in captivity, but no matter where you go, and how far you’ll reach, your background doesn’t seem to distance from you. It’s like a drug you know it’s killing you little but little, but you can’t make it without. So you search another addiction, you feel the need to feel captive again. You are afraid to taste the freedom, so you push it away, you run, you hide yourself in a lousy job you hate, or in a poisoned relationship, or simply in a life routine that doesn’t seem to end.

But wait, what is that tremble? By all means, you have discovered something that makes your heart bumps… is it a hobby, a dream, a person? what do you do? Do you dare to listen, do you dare to go further to see what’s around the corner? Do you have the courage to look outside the wall? Do you have the guts to step behind the curtain? How could you? you get nausea.. your head turns and turns and turns… like a roller coaster that never reaches its end. And you feel trapped in an endless fight without the gong between the rounds. And everyday you get more confused, more messed up, more tired and less hopeful. Somewhere between the fog you see the end of a rope. Maybe if you grab it, the spinning will end… but the question arises: do you want it to end? What if you’ll end up hang there forever… hung up in the air… you don’t even know if you have the power ti climb the rope; Yes, it seems impossible to do so… you have never climbed a rope.. you don’t have the strength… you were not trained…never… so you tell yourself you simply cannot do it!

But what if I told you that the need pushes you up ten thousands times more than every training you could possibly had before? What if i told you that primordial instinct of survival  lays somewhere inside you waiting to be awakened only by your will power. Deep inside you know it too… you have to grab the rope. Let it take you up. It can’t take you lower than you already are… you see the end of it, so the only way is up.

It takes a second to decide if you want to escape, a moment to grab your life in your hands and stop the spinning. And no, there is not such thing like too late… time is endless and you create your own as your heart desires. Listen to that instinct, follow that voice… even if it’s for a moment, a second, an instinct… it will be your time of glory, because you have the power of change, the power of creation and endless recreation in ways you never thought of.

“Oh, if only you could’ve recognized what was always yours, could’ve found what was never lost. If only…” (Lisa, Letter from an unknown woman, 1948)

Don’t lose what it’s your to be, don’t waste your energy in spinning without destination, choose a moment of glory and an endless rebirth, instead of the birth of an meaningless eternity, have the courage to climb as high as you can imagine,come on, live a little… Don’t finish up thinking… if only………………life throws you many ropes in hope you’ll reach at least for one… so, what’s your rope?