Deep breaths of life

I guess it was a month and a half ago when I started really taking deep breaths of life, peace and serenity. It had been a while since I had felt this way, in fact, years, no wait! Maybe never before! That nagging feeling of dissatisfaction has left me at long last, as I’ve accepted and […]

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What really matters in life

It’s taken me till now to realize what really matters and what makes me happy. I can tell by how my heart seems to expand and how my loneliness has dissipated. What really matters to me might not be what matters to everyone, but taking a hard look at myself and my life after a […]

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My Dear fifteen-year-old,

Fifteen is like the rite of passage, it is fun and exhausting at the same time. A time of discovery not only of new experiences but of your own feelings. A time of confusion and relative anxiety in a time when you believe you should know where you are headed. You actually don’t have to […]

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The art of Joy

My new favorite word that can fix almost any problem I may have. I never gave it much thought before until I read Spark Joy, but now it has become the measure of what I want in my life and what I don’t. When in doubt, I do a joy check. Does this person, thing, […]

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Peace at last.

It’s so liberating to finally reach an emotional destination such as peace. That peace with oneself and the world around you, which allows you to see clearly and fearlessly, that life and relationships shouldn’t be a battle to be fought. We choose our battles, true, but often forget we simply don’t have to be at […]

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The calm that comes with age.

Aging, some might think is unfair and cruel as my grandfather would say. It takes away your beauty, your strength and sometimes your hopes and ideals. You may become too tired to battle on with the looming of your mortality and fallibility in the horizon. But it’s not all as bad as it seems.

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Remember by Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti is one of my favorite poets. She expressed sadness with such beauty as when she wrote Remember. Remember me when I am gone away,          Gone far away into the silent land;          When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more […]

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