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When silence is deafening
There is a kind of silence that isn’t quiet. It follows you into the kitchen while you make coffee. It sits beside you on the sofa. It slips into the seconds between turning off the light and falling asleep. Nothing is happening. Somehow so much is happening. I have been thinking lately about how strange…
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Beyond gratitude
Gratitude is such an amazing feeling and it does not even have to be for something big. The energy of gratitude is the same whether I’m thanking God for the scent of a flower I came across while walking in the park, or for news of a loved one healing from a disease. Yes, intensity…
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Inner pease is not perfection
There’s this assumption that people who write about inner peace must have mastered it. As if peace is a destination someone arrives at and never leaves. The other day someone said: “The people who write about inner peace the most seem to experience it the least.” Maybe… but I truly believe that only people who…
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A little less foreign
Yesterday, I had a great time with friends. I spent the day with three of my closest friends, people with whom I can be fully myself, without ever feeling judged or needing to wear a mask. That’s rare, and I don’t take it for granted. The day started simply: a shower, a short walk in…
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Time waits for no one
This is a story I wrote years ago about not taking action on the things that matter to us, thinking we have time. I find the core message very relevant to me now as I contemplate new decisions that impact both my career and my personal life. I hope it resonates with you too. Happy…
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The gentle blueprint Sandybell left on my soul
I was born in 1981, the same year a tomboyish girl with blonde pigtails and a Scotch Collie first appeared on television screens. Her name was Sandybell. In my house, she wasn’t just a character; she was a nickname. My parents saw her in me or perhaps they created her in me. They styled my blonde hair…
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Openness is a window that opens inwards
Last year, when I started my journey to becoming more authentic and real, the very first trait I thought I should embody was openness. Thinking that in order to be authentic, one should hide nothing; show themselves fully; to wear my heart on my sleeve, to say what’s on my heart and mind openly. A…
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Love isn’t a feeling, it’s an intention
It’s not unusual to come across short clips about love and relationships when scrolling through social media. There’s plenty of valuable advice out there, but only a few make you think and want to redefine your assumptions about love. On two occasions this month, I gave space to two thoughts I heard: Compatibility in a…
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It started with anger…
Most of us can remember a time – especially during our teenage years – when we were angry at one or both of our parents. At that stage of life, even the smallest misunderstanding can make us feel victimised, misunderstood, or unheard. Add teenage hormones to the mix, and you’ve got rage at best, if…
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What if your life is a game you forgot you were playing?
Nothing you see around you is real; it’s all an illusion. This was the “secret” a podcaster wanted to let us in on. The concept she presented is built on the understanding that we create our own reality; our mindset designs and manifests a world whose sole purpose is to get us to transcend higher…
