Follow your heart and fly


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Recently, I came to this conclusion – there are people who will never understand you. No matter how big you want to dream and expand your wings some will only want to crush them. Leave. Like a bird who leaves her nest. Fly. No matter what that would mean. If flying implies letting go of the old, if flying implies beginning a new life, please do it. Please dream. Your dreams are here for a reason. They are here to be materialized. Your heart wants to escape its cage, so open the door. Be a bird. Be a free person with a loving heart.


I believe in people’s dreams. I believe in a better world, but please understand that not everyone will. Some might not have experienced something more than their own limited box. Some people live in fear. I just ask you to have empathy because if you are a bird, like me, you will be hurt. Beautiful birds will always get shot by the arrows of this society and they will bleed. It’s alright. Get back up and become stronger, fight better, fight wiser and make this about yourself. Set your intention to love and see the best in people. At the end of the day, birds are quite beautiful. They are here to change something.

Lots of love,



Settle for love, not for less

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’’If it breaks your heart then do something about it.’’ – Glennon Doyle Melton

All around me I see women who don’t deem themselves worthy of the love they so deeply desire and it just breaks my heart. It breaks my heart that we live in a society that has put heartless men on a pedestal, giving them the right to steal our joy, our happiness and distorting the view of our entire body. I have a huge problem with that, so I choose to speak up on behalf of any woman who has felt unheard, unseen and undervalued for being herself.

I understand you, lady, I understand you…and if your voice matters to nobody, well then, it matters to me. I’m sick of this heartless society who makes men always right and woman crazy. This is not about feminism. This is about equality. I’m a huge fan of that by the way, equality I mean. I believe in differences and I respect them. I honor the fact that guys are rational and can put things into perspective, but our society has been based way too much on that. Look where our rationality has brought us – to war. We have minds, but we have no hearts. We have money, but we have no happiness. We have superficial relationships and no idea how to build genuine connections….but apparently, if we speak our minds about that we are the crazy women. If the world is falling apart we are still crazy for feeling ’’way too much’’.

‘’Don’t be oversensitive.’’

’’Why do you have to care so much about that?’’

Well, because that’s how people end up killing themselves ‚’cause nobody wants to do something about it. We all wash our hands, pass the blame to the next person in line and say it’s not my business. If your friend is in a coffin tomorrow and you put your part aside in helping him/ her that suddenly becomes your business, right?

Woman are crazy for feeling everything that is twisted up with this damn world, but men are entitled to be jerks and not have to feel anything. We are the crazy ones, right? If a guy has no respect for a woman and treats her like crap and she feels like something is wrong in her relationship she is oversensitive. Guys, just stop for a minute okay? Feeling things does not make you crazy it makes you different. It makes you beautiful. Us, women have Everest Mountain hearts and we are so giving and loving and nice to people, but then we end up hurt because somehow this world has given men entitlement to treat us the way they want without us saying anything. It gives right to men to rob us of our beautiful bodies and treat us like objects…because  we are objects, not human beings. We don’t matter unless we do what we are told. Men can step out of line and not be put in check, but women are crazy. Nobody thinks there is something wrong with the world for allowing something so evil to continue? Nobody thinks that heartless men walking on Earth can damage our world beyond repairing? I think they can and in fact, they are already doing that. I have seen so many beautiful and smart woman caged in relationships with guys that are damaging to them. I’ve seen women with big dreams, huge hearts and hope for a better future stuck in a place with a guy that has no idea how to appreciate them. That uses them as objects, undervalues them, criticizing their opinion and basically destroying everything they are made of…and those women keep these relationships because they think that is all they deserve – pain and heartbreak. This society has taught us, women, that we deserve pain served on a daily basis, with abuse on top of that. This society has destroyed our sense of self-worth. This is the harsh truth. I am unspeakably mad about that.

What I think we need to do is step up and take our confidence back. Open up our hearts. Speak our truths. Love our bodies. Believe in ourselves. We are not crazy, we are the way we are for a reason and if a man is not wise enough to see the amazing person that we are, well then, that man needs to go out the door and bolt it shut behind him. He has no place in our lives. He deserves no space in our hearts and minds and spirit and above all else in our bodies. This man does not understand what it means to love a woman and that is his problem. I believe that we took away so many of our men’s problems and made them about us when in fact it was all about them, to begin with.

He is an alcoholic? His problem.

He likes to flirt with every girl? His problem.

He criticizes others? His problem.

We don’t have to make it about us when it’s not and we don’t have to save him. That is not our job. Our job is o take care of ourselves. If a man cannot appreciate who we are at the core then he doesn’t deserve to look us in the eye anymore. No heartless man who chooses a life of objectifying women and diminishing their self-worth has respect from my part. In fact, those are not even men, those are boys who never grew up to know what is like to love a woman. A strong man doesn’t use mind games to trick girls. A strong man states his opinions clearly and never leaves you in a state of confusion. A strong man has a heart an is vulnerable…and feels a lot because he knows that feelings are a weapon, not a disability. Moreover, a strong man doesn’t have to spend every night in a bar because he knows that he can process his feelings and be okay the next day. A strong man values vulnerability, human connections, speaks his truth and wants to make this world a better place. That is the man every woman deserves but in order to achieve that you need to learn to be a woman and respect yourself. Not settle for confusion, mind games and lies. Settle only for love.

Huge hugs,




A God That Loves Us All

’’You don’t need religion to have morals. If you can’t determine right from wrong then you lack empathy, not religion.’’   -Dalai Lama

                                                                                                                                                                   Disclaimer: I do not condemn, attack or am against any religion. This is purely my view on things formed based on my experiences and what I’ve learned throughout my life, so please be free to disagree with me and bring constructive criticism to the table. I am not coming from a place of hatred and blaming, I am coming from peace and kindness, something I think all of us should do more often. Thank you for understanding. Peace be with you all the time. 

What’s happening in the world today really concerns me. I feel like the laws that are given make us feel more separate than united. It really makes me look up to God more often and pray, although I’m not a religious person. If there is one thing I believe in that is love, so I simply can’t believe in a God that is not equal to everyone living on this Earth. I believe in a God that loves the thief as much as He loves the good man, in a God that is kind, good and loving with every human being, something that I aspire to be daily. I believe in a forgiving God. This is how I feel in my heart. We all make mistakes, we all screw up sometimes, but no matter what we do I think we all deserve love and forgiveness. I don’t believe in judgment, neither in a God that forbids love. I can’t believe in a God that creates separation, but in a God that unites us all. Life is all about connection.

I don’t know whether you’re a religious person or not. I am not asking you to change your views. I am open-minded, so I understand if based on your specific background and your current religious experiences you might choose to disagree with me. I understand that you might have read the Bible, which I admit I didn’t do it thoroughly, but I know a lot of stories from it and with some, I agree. Yet, I cannot agree with everything. I cannot agree with cruelty and judgment and a God that condemns his own creation. That would be just insane – to create something just to kill it and destroy it afterward. That makes no sense to me. Anyway, my point is this – the world today is divided, full of darkness, anger, and blame. Seldom do we see love, hope, understanding, and forgiveness. We want change, but we are afraid to be the ones that take a stand. If we want something to be different we have to be willing to change ourselves and stop expecting the world to create the peace that is so dearly needed. Change starts with each one of us being kind, fostering connections and doing what others are afraid to do. In times of grief, be happy. In times of hatred, be loving. In times of chaos, be at peace. Stay still, go in nature and listen to yourself. You’ll hear a sweet voice whispering back to you, the voice of your own judgment – your own compass. It will guide you home and you will feel love and peace towards everything and everyone after you peel off the layers of sadness and anger.

Truth is nobody taught is love, but somehow we know it. We know how to love without limits and I believe this must come from God. Nobody taught us forgiveness, but somehow we do know how to forgive. Our bodies and our souls have inner wisdom and I do not think we need a book for that. We need to be better people.

I don’t know which religion you are, but the answer to the chaos in the world should be love, not hatred…and definitely not separation. I am tired of seeing people divided because of their narrow-minded beliefs. If someone wants to criticise me, do it. I am coming from a place of love, because no matter who says what, love will ultimately win. Religion is a means to an end, but the journey towards your soul? You have to do it yourself. I cannot believe in a God that divides people into two different camps. No matter which religion you are, there is only one God. Period. And I believe that God comes from love, forgiveness, and understanding. I don’t see that much in the world, though. I don’t care about the religion you’re in, show me what kind of human being you are. You can even believe in the fly on the wall, from my part, be free to do that as long as you’re a kind human being.

You don’t need a religion to love, you need to have a beating heart and a soul. Something which we all have.

Lots of love,


Beautiful eyes, crooked heart

”When I sleep I dream of starlight
But when I see your eyes I feel haunted.”

I dreamed of her today
And it was like any other dream
Except that I saw tears
And they say that sadness is a sweet emotion
Just as sweet as love…or even sweeter
Maybe sweeter – bittersweet.
I never knew what it’s like to see a cry for help from outside
‘Cause usually mine were always inside folded,
But in that dream, between those four walls and a window
Which radiated sunlight,
‘Cause windows always have to ruin everything,
I saw hell with my eyes
And I pictured
The life inside somebody else’s bones:
The anger, the hatred, the love…
They say that bonds are made at the level of the mind
They might be right
But, oh sweet sunset, what about the heart?

Otravă (cu gust dulce)


Erau faţă în faţă precum doi străini. Totuşi, în privirile lor se descifra ceva aparte, o dragoste puternică ce iese din noţiunile exacte şi se adânceşte în abstract. Un vis devenit realitate.

Deşi erau la numai doi paşi unul de celălalt se putea observa cum amândoi se studiau atent, minuţios, el adâncindu-şi ochii asupra fiecărei trăsături sublime ale feţei ei, iar ea, rămase captivată de zâmbetul lui. După un minut, care pentru doi îndrăgostiţi pare nici mai mult,  nici mai puţin de o eternitate, el avu curajul să facă primul pas şi să spună pe un ton firesc, cât se poate de calm:

-De ce eşti tu atât de departe de mine?

Pe faţa ei apăru o expresie de uimire pură. Cel mai probabil se aştepta la altceva,  dar cu siguranţă nu la o astfel de întrebare serioasă. Îi răspunse cu un zambet care l-ar fi impresionat şi pe cel mai mare pictor,  dar în acest caz îl impresiona doar pe el…  şi era de ajuns:

-Nu sunt departe de tine, sunt aici,  aproape.

Cu un gest strategic indică spre inima lui, locul unde ştia că mereu se află.

-Întradevăr, chiar eşti. Atât de aproape şi totuşi atât de departe.

Pe chipul lui se observa acea mândrie tipic masculină de a o avea pe fata mult iubită în faţa sa. După o lungă pauză, în care culoarea ochilor ei părea că prinde viaţă, el adăugă:

-Sper că şi eu sunt o parte din inima ta, la fel cum eşti tu pentru mine: piesa lipsă din puzzle-ul vieţii mele.

După aceste simple vorbe inima ei se aprinse ca o flacără şi ochii îi străluceau în mod ameţitor. Se simţea ridicată în aer de ceva divin, fiind încă perfect conştienta de faptul că se află pe o planetă numită Terra şi că universul era infinit. Totuşi, renunţase să mai urmeze căile minţii şi le adoptase pe cele ale inimii.

-Cum îţi pot demonstra ce simt pentru tine? Ştiu că, de fapt, cuvintele sunt prea puţine şi prea fără esenţă.. Faptele înseamnă totul.

O lungă tăcere se lăsă între cei doi. Subtil, deşi nu îşi dădu seama cănd se întâmplase, el o cuprinse în braţe, şoptindu-i la ureche pe un ton liniştitor:


Atunci, obrajii ei se umplură de o nuanţă roşiatică, iar inima îi bătea cu putere de parcă ar fi vrut să îi sară din piept…şi totuşi, eşua lamentabil.

El se uită lung la ea, iar în ochii săi se putea citi emoţia pe care o simţea. Respiraţiile lor se întretăiau în timp ce se sorbeau din priviri. După un scurt moment de intensitate împărtăşit de ochii lor, el îi luă, cu grijă, faţa în palmă. Apoi, urmă un moment de suspans şi o adâncire în aer… iar deodată buzele lor se întalnira într-un sărut perfect. Era o potrivire unică ce îi făcea pe amândoi să simtă gustul fericirii. Erau tulburaţi şi totuşi aveau mintea limpede. Fiecare se pierdea tot mai mult în lumea întunericului, fiindcă prin atingerea nevinovata dintre buzele lor găsiseră lumina. Se regăseau pe ei înşişi în cealaltă persoană şi doareau ca totul să ţină la nesfârşit, să fie izolaţi de timp şi spaţiu pentru a putea savura totul la intensitate maximă. Era greu să  moară şi să renască în acelaşi timp şi totuşi o făceau prin focul ce îi stăpânea, printr-un sentiment sofisticat care semăna cu deschiderea unui boboc de floare, cu mirosul unui trandafir sau chiar cu priveliştea unui apus de soare văzut de la malul mării. Doi copii trăiau minunea  dragostei, a inocenţei.

Cu fiecare atingere a buzelor se împrăştiau în corpul lor miliarde de scântei, scântei ce îi făceau să prindă aripi şi să zboare spre dimensiuni necunoscute de om.  Se simţeau liberi, iar cu fiecare atingere voiau mai mult, şi mai mult, dar oricât ar fi primit nu ar fi fost destul. Până la urmă sărutul era o eternitate fara cuvinte. O otravă, dar totuşi cu gust dulce.

-Te iubesc, îi spuse ea şi îşi aşeză cu prudenţă capul pe pieptul lui.

El o strânse în braţe şi mai tare, şoptindu-i tandru la ureche un ,,şi eu te iubesc”, pentru ca mai apoi să se afunde amândoi într-o lume armonioasă creată doar de  ei printr-un sărut  care se ridică din cenuşă ca un Phoenix, lăsând în jur stropi de eternitate.