Tag: love

Twelve years after I still miss you

I once read about a writer who went to assist an autopsy. All her life she had been an atheist but having seen all the tiny connections of a dead human body ‘made her rethink about the possibility of an existing God‘ – she wrote. We are literally inhabiting a magical box. I remember the morning after we buried my mom. I woke up,…

New beginnings

A couple of months ago, I settled myself in the Algarve through a permaculture volunteering project. I was as empty as a bottle of water left covered by desert sand for weeks. It was the second stop of a solo travel with no final destination. This trip had nothing to do with moving from places to places to snap pictures…

I knew this day would have come

The day I am exactly where I wanted to be.   I quit my job because I want to be in a warm place. I quit my job because for the last couple of months I used to wake up with a rusted grip inside. The issue was not my office nor my colleagues. The issue was with my own…

For the love of her

  I was waiting at the door. Me and my backpack outside. The rain pouring down even though the air was warm. Humid but warm. My finger stuck on the doorbell button, I was looking through the big window of the living room to see if my eyes could meet her. I went to the other side of the house…

We are born

Leave always your heart open, trust your feelings, follow your common sense. Love yourself and every piece will slot into the place where it has to be.