Zambete si lacrimi

 - Have you ever put yourself in the shoes of the other person? To truly try to understand their pain.  - Yes, oftentimes.  - And what can you tell me about how it feels?  - Oh, I could write a novel, my dear. I think is a gift that we, people who were so misunderstood during our lifetime, people who only wanted to express our truth without harming others, and with the sole desire to be understood, have. It is our life essence, it is like a light that comes from within; like you hold an entire sun within yourself. We have molded this capacity during times of intense suffering when we were ostracized by the simple fact that we don't agree with the 'normality' or the authority.  We were condemned for being honest, for expressing the needs and desires we had, and for saying out loud what others did not dare to say before us. This, my dear, is a personal hell. You can simply feel it in your heart and in your body. It is like pieces of flash are falling down and...

 - When did you stop enjoying your life? - I think it was the very moment I have given up my self for others. But if I am honest, I believe I have never enjoyed life, really. I was never able to see the beauty or the meaning of it for myself. Although, paradoxically, I always had this sense of purpose; that I came here with a big purpose and it is overwhelming at times. Especially in those moments when I feel lost. I guess we all experience these kind of moments when it is hard to distinguish between the reality and one's thoughts. I always dreamed big and most of the times my dreams ate me alife. They have squished me up, tore me apart. But what are we without these dreams, without the purpose?  - So, if I understand correctly, you did not find a place in this world yet, right? - I guess not...I believe I didn't and probably I never will. But maybe the purpose is not to fit this world as it is, but to try and add to it our unique soul print. If you manage to do this, I think ...

- What is life for you, little soul? - Oh...life...life is in the waterfalls, life is in the rain drops that gently touch your face, life is in the scent of cherry blossom. I think, I am life.  - And what do you think happens when life ends? - Does life ever end? ... our lives continue in the memories of the ones we cherish and love. Life never really ends, life gets transformed and gives birth to other forms of life. Life is perpetual, continous. It's like a curved road that never ends and doesn't take you anywhere, but it allows you to create your story.  - I see...but what about the beings who are suffering in life? - Suffering in itself is life. One cannot suffer without being alive. Suffering happens because there is life, without life there will be no suffering as there will be no happiness. Thus, suffering is a gift that life gives to you, to allow you to feel the depths of sorrow and misery. Only once you go deep there you can fully understand life. Suffering is the ke...

Original image   - How are you, love? - Honestly? Do you really want me to reply honestly to this question? - Sure! I wouldn't expect anything else from you but honesty!  - I am breaking down, with every breath I take I feel like my insights are collapsing, I feel like every single cell of my body is imploding and I am suffocating. I cannot even fathom why is it so hard to be alive right now, but it is unbearable. I think I have lost my purpose, my meaning...I've forgotten why I am alive, why I came to this plane of existence, why I embodied in this person that I no longer recognize when I look in the mirror. I feel so small and useless and I don't even know what I am going to do with my life or if I really want to live anymore. Every day it gets more miserable than the one before because I feel my being being swallowed by this enormity of belittlement created by my own self. It really feels like drowning in the middle of the ocean. I have no life vest and there's no bo...

She was holding him in her arms, with his head resting on her chest. Rays of sunshine were penetrating through the window tenderly touching their bodies. One could only hear the gentle sound of the ventilation and feel the breeze of fresh cold air coming from it. She was caressing his face with the tips of her fingers, trying to comfort even his deepest fears. After a period of time when profound silence impregnated every inch of the room, she started to whisper: ~ I know you are hurting, my love. Trust me, I know how hard it is for you to take this step, to even trust me, to trust that we are going to be ok. I understand that you have doubts because my actions do not always align with my words, but I promise you, I promise you I will always give you the best I have. Now, this is my best, this hug, this comfort that I can provide, this is my very best. I need you to understand that you are enough for me. I need you to believe me! You are such a beautiful human being, with the most amaz...

I cannot talk to you, but my poetry can. It can touch places I have never seen or felt. It can whisper to your ears the lust I have for you. It can embrace you with love like I could never do. It can make you feel safer than I ever did. It can offer you pleasure but without the guilt. Oh, my lyrics can be more dramatic than I, In them, I pour all that I have And I undress to the entire world Without them knowing. My poetry can reach to you Better than I ever could, And every letter is a kiss And every sound is just the echo of how much I miss... I miss your smile and your being. I miss your silly jokes and faces. I miss all that describes you. But what I miss the most... Are the parts that I could only see. Those parts you are so blinded that you cannot see: I miss the smell of your masculine spirit The power in your look and jaw The curves of your well-sculpted body The hands that gently touched my hair The feet that were entangled to mine not so much time ago I miss your smell...

 Atunci cand totul se termina  Nu mai e loc de "cine e de vina" Atunci cand totul ia sfarsit  E greu sa simti, esti amortit  Atunci cand tot ce ai stiut vreodata piere  Nu mai e loc de lumina caci totul e durere Si simti in trupu-ti chinul  Neputinta  Suspinul  Cand totul se termina  Dar habar nu ai cine sau ce a fost de vina  Ai vrea sa-ti opresti lacrimile sa curga  Dar fiecare amintire devine arma sa te-mpunga  Ti-e greu si sa respiri  Ti-e greu sa mai traiesti  Cand tot ce-ai construit acum privesti... Privesti neputincios  Si nu mai poti sa speri la viitor. 

  He was there, right in front of her. But this time something was different, something had changed. His face was more luminous than ever. He seemed to be more beautiful than her eyes were capable of seeing before. His vibration was much more touching than before and this thrilled her heart with joy. She could feel that deeply something has been transformed in his being and that from now on he will only grow into the man he was meant to be. A man of trust, a man of love, and compassion, a man of courage, and a man of strength. A man ready to be a father, a man ready to educate, and a man willing to be educated. He galvanized her with his new and profound sense of confidence and deep fulfillment. He inspired her. She knew that from now on, they will grow wings together and they can transform their lives and make them an infinit spring of serendipities. Their energies have been bound together in the most harmonious dance of the souls ever seen in the world.  Source of the pictur...

  ~My soul traveled miles to get to meet yours again.~ He holds my hand in the darkest of moments. Precisely when I want to quit, to give up, to let everything go in the wind and turn into dust, he holds my hand. Not physically, most of the time not physically. But just knowing that he is there helps me overcome many weaknesses I have. You know, I never thought that love can be that peaceful. All my life I ran for people and then from people and you know what? Now one person makes my whole world. It sounds so cheesy, but I am telling you: I found my peace. I don't even think about the future because I know deep down that everything will go exactly as it should. He gives me strength, strength to live in the present and devour all the fleeting moments we get to spend together.  He holds my hand. Precisely when I am drowned by joy and every cell of my body is in awe, he holds my hand. You know, my life was tremendous until that moment of serendipity when he suddenly appeared and ...

 The light of candles shimmered in the small room, full of plants and frame shots of their adventures. In the tiny bed, their bodies were intertwining and their hearts were beating in perfect harmony. In spite of this peace of the spirits, his mind was unsettled. He was going through the hardest fight one can possibly engage in during a lifetime, the fight with the self. There's nothing more poisonous for the human being than being in a fight with their own thoughts. But once this fight is won, one can reach Heaven on Earth. And she knew it, better than anyone else. She has been fighting with herself for her entire life and at the slightest touch of his silky hair, she could sense his distress. She grabbed him slowly and placed his head on her naked chest and whispered to him:    -   Remember who you are! Breathe! Breathe deeply, my love! And remember who you are. You are the scion of God in this world and remember what He told you when He sent you here - "...

  Suddenly her heart cracked open and pure love was penetrating now deeply into the most hidden chambers of it. This time, though, it was a different kind of love compared to everything that she had experienced before. It was a more grounded kind of love, more humane. It gave her a sense of stability. She was feeling like coming ashore after going through the most savage swirl where she was continuously drowning. This love was here to stay. For the first time in her life love fell into her, in a conscious kind of way. It was not the love that makes you lose your minds and think that you are living in a fantasy world. It was rather the opposite. It was a choice of embracing that love and making space for it in her life. Of course, one might think that this cannot be true love. And one might be right, but in her mad world, all she ever wanted was to experience this kind of love. A love in which you can entrust completely. The love that animals are embraced in by Mother Nature. A...

In this small, darkling room situated at the 5th floor of the building, whose walls were covered by old shelves stocked with books that engulf centuries of wisdom and knowledge, she was sitting quietly on her armchair, caressed by the delicate warm light emanated by an ancient lamp. Unforeseen, a powerful manly voice cuts the air impregnated with the smell of old books: - What do you think is humanity biggest flaw, my darling? he asked with a firm but playful tone. - I'd rather focus on the qualities, but if you already asked this I would say that the biggest flaw of humanity, nowadays,  is superficiality. -Tell me more, my love. - Look around, see these mountains of information we possess and easily have access to, but still, many people don't even know that Helena Petrovna or Helen Keller ever existed. I didn't until I met you. We tend to live in this superficial world thinking that we own a life, but we don't. We forget ourselves in screens, in glasses of wine, i...

Postură, postură, postură. Cei care mă cunosc de multă vreme știu că încă din adolescență m-am confruntat cu acest cuvânt.  Ceea ce nu știu ei însă și cred că nici eu nu am conștientizat, până de curând, este impactul pe care cocoașa l-a avut în viața mea.  Când ești cocoșată auzi de la toată lumea:"Stai dreaptă!" "Trageți umerii!" "Paula, aduc un umeraș și te pun pe el!". Ultima frază mi-o spunea profesorul de matematică din liceu mai mereu. Oarecum e drăguț faptul că ei îți vor binele și îți atrag atenția, însă cocoașa nu dispare peste noapte oricât de mult ți-ai trage umerii pe spate, oricât de mult ți-ai scoate pieptul în față și oricât de mult ai încerca să ții capul sus. Cocoașa asta mi-a dăruit multe de-a lungul timpului: dureri de spate îngrozitoare, dureri de sciatic, dureri de cap, amorțeala piciorului și mâinii de pe partea dreaptă, etc. Însă pe lângă componenta fizică, cocoașa mi-a dăruit și o lipsă de încredere în mine și o repulsie față...

Cold crystals were pouring out of her eyes. This time it was freedom who set them free. A mist of peace and joy embrace her in an eternal hug and she felt like never before. All she ever wanted, everything she was looking for all these years were right there. Everything was within herself. She overcame her lust for validation and external love. She got it all. All this time, the deepest love, the love she needed was hiding within her soul. And finally she was able to let it go, let it manifest in the most divine way possible. And she thrive. She was finally leading her own 'queendom', she was owning it. Nothing else mattered in that moment. She was present, she was there, engulfing all of it like she had never had a better meal before.The hunger and the thirst were all gone. Even the mirror was showing a mesmerizing beauty that she had never experience before when watching her reflection. She was vibrating. She was metamorphosing into something beyond great, beyond human, beyon...

El: Și suferi? Ea: Da, încă sufăr pentru că nu mi-aș fi dorit un astfel de final. El: Ce final ți-ai fi dorit? Până la urmă toate momentele frumoase se sfârșesc. Ea: Mi-aș fi dorit o poveste fără sfârsit. Un fel de: ș-au trăit fericiți până la adânci bătrâneți. Un fel de: always and forever. El tăcu și lăsă o lacrima să-i curgă pe obraz, iar după un timp zise: Și eu mi-aș fi dorit același lucru.

Din abisul intunecat, vedeam cerul atat de cald, cand trupu-mi era practic inghetat si sufletul era captiv mrejelor de iedera otravitoare.  Stateam cu ochii inchisi si dintii inclestati de durere,  durere ce-mi spinteca sufletul in mii de cioburi de sticla. Deveneam tot mai anosta, tot mai amorfa,  fiinta mea se disipa in mii de zari, dar eu eram imobila.  Deodata indraznesc sa deschid ochii goi, care sunt grabnic loviti de o lumina fulgeratoare. Orbita, reusesc sa zaresc conturul unui felinar trecut de vreme, dar din care izvora o lumina precum o lava. Era atat de bine, era cald. Am inceput sa-mi simt dinnou maruntaiele, sa simt cum trupul mi se dezmorteste.  Bucatile de suflet, precum sticla intr-un cuptor incins,  se remodelau. Un magnetism inexplicabil le facea sa danseze, sa vibreze. Incep sa ma misc, lumina ma atrage spre ea, ma apuc de felinar  si de indata, reusesc sa fac un salt spre cer.  Albastrul ...

         Sunt tineri cu visuri marete, tineri care isi doresc sa schimbe lumea, sa ajunga departe si sa-i poata ajuta pe cei in nevoie. Dar uneori viata acestor tineri se sfarseste brusc, ei nemaiputand sa-si duca la indeplinire visurile. Dar ce se intampla cu visurile atunci cand murim? Raman ele in aceasta lume, plutind ca o ceata prin atmosfera pana cand se naste un alt visator in mintea caruia sa-si gaseasca salas? Sau se risipesc pentru totdeauna in negura uitarii? Mi-as dori sa cred ca visurile mele neimplinite vor ramane mostenire generatilor urmatoare, insa in cazul in care nu este asa, ar trebui sa iau atitudine si sa incerc sa implinesc cat mai multe dintre ele, nu? Asa ar trebui sa faci si tu, toti ar trebui sa facem asta. De ce? Pentru ca asta este puterea prezentului, superputerea noastra.             Ne uitam mereu la benzi desenate cu super-eroi care salveaza lumea cand in fapt fiecare avem un super-erou in no...

Asaza-ti gandurile pe hartie Culca-le lin Nu le-apasa prea tare.... Ca le doare. Asterne-ti bucati din suflet pe foi goale Intrebandu-te daca or sa invie oare Imbraca-le cu rasuflarea-ti calda S-apoi trimite-le in lume Ca oameni sa le vada; Ca universul mare sa fie un ecou Pentru versul tau. Aprinde inimi cu alte tale-ti cuvinte Si fa lumea sa zica Exact ceea ce simte Invita-ti la dans strofele Si-nmoaie-le in dragoste Nu-ti lasa in zadar bunatatea Ci ascunde-o bine, bine In carte la tine.

When was the last time a summer rain washed your sins? Did you feel each drop taking away the pain? Then, why don't you join me? Let's dance in the rain! Listen to the drops,  Enjoy their overture! Be happy.  

Î: Ce este iubirea? R: N-aș știi să-ți dau o definiție clară; tot ceea ce știu e că în iubire există libertate, că iubirea nu-i atașament și nu te ține pe loc, iubirea te-nalță pe culmii mărețe, fără să ceară nimic la schimb.