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Becoming: The Precious Art of Breathing

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Becoming is the art of transformation, a journey not measured by the weary tread of time’s relentless march. It is not a life molded by the artificial, where emotions are stifled, tangled, and discarded like refuse. Becoming is our true inheritance, each breath a conscious choice, eyes alight with the promise of dawn. It is the fragrance of kisses, tender and enduring, that linger through the twilight hours, defying the dark—a testament to love’s tenacity. These are the sips of time we cherish, each one a delicate draught savored in the quietude before daybreak. In our hands, joy is not … Continue reading Becoming: The Precious Art of Breathing

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Surround yourself with people who make you happy!

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They are the sunbeams that pierce through the clouds, warming your soul on even the coldest days. Their laughter dances like wind chimes in the breeze, a melody that lingers long after it fades. People who make you laugh are the magicians of existence. With a mere word or gesture, they conjure joy from thin air, turning mundane moments into sparkling gems. Their humor is a bridge that spans across hearts, connecting us in shared mirth. People who help you when you’re in need are the life rafts in the tempest. When the waves threaten to engulf you, they extend their hands, … Continue reading Surround yourself with people who make you happy!

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The Alchemy of the Heart

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In the quiet chambers of the heart, where whispers echo and secrets dwell, there is a rhythm—a gentle cadence of giving. It is a heart that breathes life, not with the force of a tempest, but with the softness of a zephyr, so as not to hurt. Put Love into our hands, for they are the crucibles of our humanity. They divide, not to diminish, but to multiply—to share the warmth of a touch, the comfort of a grasp. In this division, we find the arithmetic of compassion, where every act of kindness multiplies, spreading like ripples across the surface … Continue reading The Alchemy of the Heart

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Sacred

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The sacred is not confined to hallowed halls or holy texts; it is the quietude in a hammock’s sway on a lazy Sunday, the anticipation in an airport’s embrace. It is the stillness between life’s cacophony, a late-night tea, a duvet’s cozy retreat. Sacredness is the aroma of a meal, the earth’s perfume after rain, the silence of a fulfilled desire. It is the window that frames the dying day, the kiss that speaks without words, the surrender of entwined souls. In a room of cherished memories, the sacred finds its home, a gentle reprieve from the mundane. It coexists … Continue reading Sacred

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Feeling happy …

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And you know what? she says, her voice tinged with a hint of wisdom. One of the worst things in life is to forget how it feels to be happy. Don’t let that slip away from you. Be brave or be scared, but follow the passions of your heart, for happiness should never be a thing of the past. Let the echoes of joy reverberate through your soul and let the memories of laughter and warmth linger in your mind. Embrace the moments of elation, the triumphs, and the simple pleasures that ignite a fire within you. Hold onto them … Continue reading Feeling happy …

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Simple things that nurture me …

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As the years unfurl before me, I come to realize that it is not the grandiose or the extraordinary that truly sustains us, but the simple, everyday blessings that weave the fabric of our lives. It is in these unassuming moments that we find the most profound reasons for gratitude. The gentle caress of the pure air as it fills our lungs, the silent strength that allows us to draw breath after breath, and the comfort of a warm and welcoming shelter. It is the embrace of our loved ones, the laughter that fills our homes, and the nourishment of … Continue reading Simple things that nurture me …

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Labyrinth of my soul

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I have lived in my body for years, yet I’m still a wanderer in the labyrinth of my emotions. I navigate through the corridors of my soul, seeking the elusive chambers where my feelings reside. It’s as if I need maps and lights to find my way to how I feel. In this intricate maze of existence, I am both cartographer and traveler, mapping out the contours of my inner landscape, striving to understand the depths of my being. Sometimes I stumble upon hidden springs of joy, and other times I find myself in the shadowed valleys of sorrow. My … Continue reading Labyrinth of my soul