Polish and truths

As I was in the midst of my yoga practice one evening, I observed the nailpolish on my fingernails which was long overdue. I always let this happen, I mean beautify my nails with some either pinkish of greenish nailpolish and just let it fade away. I already have really beautiful nails, but for some reason, I sometimes color my nails. Maybe just to brighten up myself or add some color to parts of my body. Continue reading

Ugly lies and beautiful truths

As I’ve been getting to know myself a little better and also allowing myself bits and pieces to be unconditionally me, I’ve noticed a trend. The more I show myself to the world, to the people I know, the people who thought knew me for the mask I’ve been wearing till so far, the smaller my circle gets. Continue reading

Mindful Sunday: sounds of life unedited

It was still quiet when I woke, so I just lay there enjoying the silence with my eyes closed. I hear a door open and I think that must be the start of today in this house. I slowly turned around in bed, trying to not wake up my boyfriend. He’s still fast asleep, wonder he didn’t wake up. He doesn’t make a sound at all, but I can see him breathing. His chest going up and down. The little moves his nose makes when he breathes. I am thankful for this moment, this moment that he just lies there and that he’s alive. Alive and well, lying by my side. Please don’t pinch me…
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