The Energy of Nostalgia
In nostalgia, we fly to where we were once happy, where we were loved so that we could recharge. Because we quietly die from the emptiness and hopelessness of today...
Essays
Deus Aderit
I remember you, sea. And I know who you are. You are God.
My Fair Lady, Sansevieria
It will end when we start looking at people as divine creatures with potential that can either grow or wither -- depending upon who handles them. When we realize that we are gardeners. When we finally admit that it’s old ugly apple trees that produce the best fruit. When we are able to witness the sansevieria bloom.
The Secret Origin of Christmas
Love, as big as the universe, is rocking the man in her arms as an infant, saying to him: my dear, I'm here, I'm always with you, I have always loved you and I will love you always, I will be with you no matter what.
A Rendezvous with Eternity
Eternity and death are two different things. Eternity is worse than death. Maybe that’s why Eternity is so eager to deal with life – this way it can flee its own loneliness.
Life as Self-Hypnosis, or Ode to Levi
I think I was born with strong confidence and with the knowledge of self-worth. It was not acquired, it was a gift. I never had any need to prove that I have the right to exist. Neither special deeds, nor particular behavior were necessary to prove that. But throughout my life, I have been observing how the outside world was trying if not to destroy, then at least to substantially shatter this confidence.