August 8. Lionsgate. A powerful portal, a free and open communication hub with the Universe, where we can place the orders of future successes and achievements. While I may have been a stranger to this concept until recently, I know enough to comprehend that such an opportunity is not to be missed.
The past few months have been particularly remarkable, in that they have taught me how to live by the principles of the Law of Attraction. While “The Secret” is no longer a secret, the technicalities of limitless abundance are still unknown to many. The first step in moving away from a scarcity mindset and into a flow of spiritual and material wealth is the readiness to ask for and then open up to the gifts that the Universe is rushing to bring you.
“We accept the love we think we deserve”, they say. We also only accept those gifts, compliments, favours, experiences and rewards we think we deserve. The lower our sense of self-worth, the more confused our inner compass, the more likely to settle for less than our merit. Undergoing emotional storms and deceptions, we start doubting our value, and drift away from our purpose and mission, failing to be grateful for the experiences and lessons.
Past December, I had asked the Universe for a tall, handsome man, who would hold my hand, kiss my forehead and be playful and easy-going. I met him. Precisely on my birthday. He was ticking boxes and getting me head over heels. I had asked. Yet I was not ready to receive my gift. I was broken, I was healing, I was not ready to open up to the possibilities that the Universe had brought. I was afraid to be vulnerable.
Being vulnerable means being open. Putting your heart on the line. Jumping head first into the unknown. Having your soul filled with the hope and anticipation of what might occur. I was not prepared to give up control and give away my heart so quickly, since I was still stitching it together after the emotional tsunami it had previously undergone.
Yet I had not realised that within vulnerability lies great courage, within hardship great resilience, within doubt great hope, within hesitation great potential. Now, I do. Now, I am ready. Ready to welcome and receive that which I want. Ready for the Ultimate Truth. Ready for the Ultimate Goal. Ready for the Ultimate Gift. Ready for the Ultimate Love.

I have come to see that, when you silence your mind just for a moment, you can listen to the Universe calling out to you. Answering to your calls. You can notice the synchronicities, the Angels communicating, confirming you are on the right path. Checking the time at precisely 11:11, 12:12, 13:13 or 14:14; having people open up to you in unexpected ways; being given the opportunity to explore new places; learning about books, movies or messages that reveal themselves to you in the most surprising manners or places.
Therefore, today, on Lionsgate, I partner up with the Universe, in creating my abundance. I can confidently state that I am ready. Ready to live the life I imagine. Ready to embrace the infinite possibilities I have to grow, to explore, to learn, to feel, to create, to love, to forgive, to receive.
I am ready to allow for the flow of things to naturally occur, being aware that I am exactly where I have to be. Knowing I am in tune with my true vibe, that I am harmonised with my purpose and heading in the right direction is a blessing for which I cannot be grateful enough.
I figured, the best way to show my appreciation for the things I receive, is to put them to good use. Now is a time for mindful action. A time for designing my own reality. A time for speaking truthfully and straightforwardly about my wants and needs. A time to admit my mistakes, to make amends and to learn from the past. A time to express gratitude and to thank the people and the experiences who have made me into the strong and beautiful woman I am today.
A time to live and cherish life’s little moments. A time to smell flowers, read books, watch movies, dance, take long walks, visit museums, drink cocktails, take photos, travel, laugh and make love. A time to be good at what I do, be competitive and focused, be determined to achieve greatness in my career. A time to find refuge and love in the arms of beautiful, kind, smart, spiritual, loving man. A time to pray, a time to meditate, a time to reflect, a time to create. A time to love.


“I am light”

Never have I been more grateful for the infinite ways in which the Universe is showing us we’re on the right path. Synchronicities, coincidences, a mobilisation of cosmic levels, put into place only for us, to indicate the way, to guide in the journey of self-accomplishment.
All that I have thus far experienced has helped me generate more strength, more wisdom, and more awareness of where I am and where I am going, only to bring me to the incredible understanding that I am exactly where I am supposed to be. That there is no reason to rush, to panic, to fret, for, I will, again and again, be arriving exactly at the point where the Universe expects me.
I have often praised Soulful Revolution, for the life-changing contribution MJ has made, to my understanding of my worth, of the many gifts that Mother Nature has showered upon me, of the many blessings I have encountered and of the many lessons that I have overcome.
This morning, listening to one of her latest readings, there was a mention of the book “The Four Agreements”, that, coincidentally, my sister has received as a gift just this past week, so I happened to have it on hand. I lost the passion for reading during my studies. I was force-fed so many theoretical articles that sucked all life and joy out of my heart, that I simply stopped enjoying it altogether, I lost the patience for it. This time however, I felt that I should grab that book and give it a shot.

One of the first phrases I read said, “I am made of light, I am made of stars”. Instantly, I was brought back to few years back, during a regression. I had just relieved one of the most emotional moments in my life, which I mentioned a while ago, of my grandpa giving me my most authentic lesson of unconditional love. My therapist, a gentle, remarkable woman, helped me realise that all that we see and perceive, is a reflection of what we are. Implicitly, I being capable of feeling unlimited love from my grandpa meant that love existed within me.
Once I understood that, I had the sudden awareness that my heart chakra was filled with light, my whole being was light. I was light. It was freeing, soothing and elevating to feel my true nature within the deepest core of my being. Nevertheless, my joy and liberation were short-lived: fear started creeping in. Fear that I would forget what I was made of.
Reading further, the book read, “Then he knew that he would soon forget all that he had learned”. Great comfort comes from understanding your own sanity, from seeing that your experience is not unique, that you can relate to other experiences, that you are part of a fascinating system, so well put into place, that it brings the messages and the clarity that is needed, once you are ready to receive, perceive and integrate them.
The biggest lesson I had to learn over the past year or so, was that of self-love. While it is still a work in progress, I have come a long way. I am now walking in pride and confidence, being grateful for the perfectly imperfect body that enables me to have sensorial experiences of the world around me. I am now uncompromising about the way in which I choose to spend my most valuable resource, my time. I am now fearlessly confronting situations that upset me, harm me, bother me or worry me, because I cherish my well-being and peace of mind.
I also learned to appreciate my most valuable trait: my open-mindedness and curiosity, my willingness to try things that are beneficial to my growth and personal improvement, while respecting my boundaries and my pace, knowing that what is meant for me will find me. What found me the other night was the information about the New Moon in Leo, an optimal time to manifest desires and co-create with the Universe.
As I was lying in bed last night, listening to a powerful mantra and performing my Prana healing, I let go of that which was no longer serving my purpose, and I opened myself to a new paradigm, the deep knowing that I am love, I deserve love and I receive love. And I am ready for it.
Counting my blessings, one by one, I know that my journey, my very existence, is an everlasting blessing of light manifesting itself in human form, and my duty is to share this light and shed it in every corner and nook of every heart that I encounter. My purpose on this Earth is to make sure that the light within my fellow humans learns how to recognize itself in the mirror of my soul. When we all accept who we are, that, my fellow friend, is when the whole world will know love.


The power of “No”

After breaking up, my high-school sweetheart and I remained on good terms, so much so, that at some point, we agreed that, come the age of 30 and we are still unmarried, we were going to marry each other, because we already knew what flaws we’d have to put up with in our partner. When you are 20, 10 years ahead seems like a long time to gain experience, learn, find your significant other, and settle down.
Now, with less than half a year to go before I turn 30, I have never been further from willing to make any compromise to my soulmate journey. I have learned to accept that romantic relationships don’t always work out, and that’s fine. We just need to pick ourselves up and know that every ending is a blessing in disguise, for it clears the path to something better, something more real, something more in tune with who we are and what we need.
Couple of days ago, I got the clear understanding that my biggest fear in life is disappointing people and turning them down. The thought that someone is dissatisfied or unhappy with my level of contribution or involvement is something that, for a long time, I simply couldn’t live with. Nevertheless, along comes the lesson, for what would the world be, if there were no cures for fear?

The past week has offered me a true masterclass in diplomacy, for I had to learn to say “no”. After loads of stress and avoidance, obviously. Moreover, in situations where I was concerned about the ways in which my refusal would affect the quality of the interaction. What’s more, I, for some reason, thought I had to once more jump in, and save a man I deeply cared for from wasting his potential, his youth, his talents – by being stuck in a place of confusion, laziness, mindless indulgence and instant gratification.
So here’s what I learned: we alone are responsible for our freedom from karmic relationships. We decide when to stop paying karmic debts, by simply understanding that we are not responsible for other’s people’s happiness and wellbeing. We alone know our boundaries, how far we can stretch and bend in order to remain comfortable with how much we’ve given, without being drained. Our duty stops at not harming anyone, and, when possible, doing good by those surrounding us.
Bending over backwards and acting against our own interest for the sake of someone else’s comfort, compromising on personal principles to accommodate people’s whims is a waste of energy and grace on our side, rather than a successful manifestation of our “Knight in shiny armour” syndrome.
We can’t save people who can’t save themselves and we certainly can’t drag someone out of their stuck energy, we can’t force someone into a vibe of gratitude and abundance, when they focus on the glass half-empty, on their misfortune and unhappiness, on utopian situations and places where they’d rather be, far from living and cherishing the present moment.
Sometimes, when we care for someone, we have the impression that being there for them, even when they hurt us, is a duty towards the history we have together, a way of paying back for what they have brought to our lives: a comfortable childhood, a chance to have a job, amazing orgasms, children. I humbly dare say that life has shown me that nothing good comes from doing “what’s right”, when our actions generate frustration and hard feelings within our hearts. We should offer a gift wholeheartedly, especially when what we offer is ourselves: our energy and our time.
It is therefore the time to say a loud and clear “no” to making others happy at the expense of our own happiness. Time to take responsibility only for the things we have consented to being responsible for. Time to practice some self-love, time to take some time away to reflect about our own wants and needs. Time to cherish the precious little present moment that the Universe is offering. Time to stop thinking about time and live a little. Time to be in the Here-Now. As we do so, our mind is creating memories to learn from, while our heart is creating wishes to manifest for the future.
Two years ago today, my Facebook feed was reading “Be present. Make love. Make tea. Avoid small talk. Embrace conversation. Buy a plant, water it. Make your bed. Make someone else’s bed. Have a smart mouth, a quick wit. Run. Make art. Create. Swim in the ocean. Swim in the rain. Take chances. Ask questions. Make mistakes. Learn. Know your worth. Love fiercely. Forgive quickly. Let go of what doesn’t make you happy. Grow”.
I still believe this is very sound advice for the weekend ahead, so be uncompromisingly happy, free and in love this weekend. Take the present moment: smell it, taste it, touch it, watch it, hold it. Don’t hold on to it. Allow it to flow. It will pay off in the long run, in an overall state of freedom, gratitude, peace and profound self-worth. And that, my fellow friend, is the recipe to love.


Storytelling your life

Few years back, in an attempt to extend my stay in Belgium after my Master’s, I took a course in Visual and Experimental Anthropology, the purpose of which was to teach us to produce our own ethnographic films. That, of course, included the learning of video production techniques. During the first video production class, our trainer, and later on my mentor, Stef, gave us a presentation on the power of storytelling.
He explained the importance of a strong narrative in movie making, relating it to the fact that stories are the easiest way to convey messages, to trigger emotions, to teach and to implement a system of values and beliefs into people. Stories are relatable and simple to understand and internalise, since they appeal to human empathy and they are the tool by which children learn about the world, creating their behavioural and ethical matrix.
I was never a fan of learning as preached and practiced in the academic environment, simply because my mind works in a very simple, empirical manner, I usually learn by doing or I learn by relating to human stories. I remember very little of the vast knowledge I accumulated throughout the years in school. I do however remember books I read, I remember movies I watched, I remember folktales and anecdotes, I remember jokes, song lyrics, paintings, landscapes and faces that have touched my soul, and I remember feelings.
Unsurprisingly, I also interact with people in an anthropological manner. My close friendships, my new acquaintances, are ethnographic works, in which I humbly, respectfully, curiously, religiously receive, cherish and preserve information about another human’s feelings, habits, system of beliefs and consequently actions, which are reflective of this inner universe and reflective of how my fellow humans choose to experience life and the world.
Oftentimes, when people ask me for advice, I relate to examples. I tell them a story, which I associate with the situation presented, and I explain the solutions found and the outcomes of that specific instance, as a possible alternative to the issue with which they are struggling. More often than not, this form of personal coaching through storytelling has worked for those around me.

When my mind finally opened to the scientific reasons why storytelling is such a powerful way of communicating and interacting with peers, I understood that storytelling is something we also use to visualise, to attract and create our own version of reality. Many of us find it difficult to believe in something that we have never seen; therefore, envisaging a hypothetical reality can be a difficult exercise to put into practice.
As surreal as it might seem, the movie “Groundhog Day” is what most people call “life”. The other day, I saw an article about a photographer shooting commuters for 9 years, only to disclose the dehumanising level of routine that people are often trapped in, to the extent to which they perpetually wear the same outfits, take the same routes and practice the same habits.
The only difference being that their inner fire turns lower and lower, the light in their eyes dimmer and dimmer. We often get trapped in a time loop, in which our minds keep playing the same episode of life on and on, we continuously meet the same characters, have the same struggles, fight the same arguments, suffer the same disappointments and encounter the same frustrations.
I invite you to become the hero of your own story today. Turn the page, start fresh. There is a white sheet in front of you, go ahead and fill it with a good tale. Buckle up for a new adventure; use your hesitation and doubt as fuel, head off into the unknown with the sword of your heart’s Truth in your hand. It will help you slay that big, scary dragon called Fear. Fight selflessly, for the sake of the common good, but not compromising on your principles. Take allies with the superpower of Love, who will be there to heal you when you are hurt or wounded, and go bravely in the direction of your dream.
Find your Prince, charming in his honesty and silly quirks; your Cinderella turned Queen through hard work and resilience; your Kingdom of Eternal Life and Youth, which you build by remaining happy, positive and committed to your joy; your Pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow, or maybe, just focus on chasing the rainbow. That will tune your soul into a frequency of abundance and limitless riches, and the material gains will not fail to appear.
Be the Hero that the whole of humanity needs. In touch with your emotions. Respectful of the sensibilities of others, ready to fight for a good cause and to vow your life mission to combatting injustice, stereotypes, inequality and hatred. Willing to go the extra mile for the sake of love, for the sake of happiness, for the sake of emotional and mental safety and balance. Brave enough to finish chapters which no longer serve you, and mindful enough to start new chapters in which you reach to a happy end.
And I hope that this story that you choose to write and live as of now will be filled with Love.


Family contracts

This past week, I had the chance of reconnecting with my cousin, whom I had not seen since he was a toddler. In the meantime, he has grown into a charming, smart, incredibly funny, brilliant teenager, who, like all teenagers, needs a safe and loving environment in which to expand, learn and embrace all that he is, as a social individual, as a young man, as a sexual person, as a romantic partner.
Before his arrival, I had a short-lived moment of panic, worrying about the logistics of hosting him, about the way in which each of us would manage to keep their autonomy and personal space, while sharing my flat for a few days, about the activities that we would be able to pursue together, given the age gap and different interests.
As you are well aware, the past few months have been an excellent occasion for me to get to know my desires and limits, and that has made me very protective of my private space, I do not like unwelcome guests, very few people have come over, and I have kept my house off-limits for people whose energy felt intrusive. Therefore, this new experience was challenging to my understanding of home, of family ties, of duty versus pleasure and of the way in which I respond to novelty and to the unknown.
Turns out, once your heart is open, things run a lot smoother course than you could possibly predict. I had a great time with my cousin, learning about who he is as a person, about his interests and tastes in music, fashion, food, travel destinations and lovers, his extra-curricular activities, his aspirations and life plans. We discovered we had so much in common, which was fantastic to see; we discovered we also disagreed about some things (namely, my fashion choices) and most importantly, we discovered that we were ready to get to know one another by sharing new experiences and pushing our limits beyond our comfort zone.
I was never one to put much emphasis on family ties, to me, the definition of family stretches as far as my sister, my mum and my granny, everyone else falling under the category “people whom I share the same bloodline with”. Nevertheless, I was always excited to hear my granny’s stories about her childhood home, parents, grandparents, siblings and extended family and always happy to be her fellow companion in her trips down memory lane. That way, I got to know a lot about my ancestry.

My friend is doing Family Constellations, and while I never really felt that the concept of family and particularly ancestry are more than simple storylines that we happen to find ourselves in, I have great appreciation and interest in knowing how sharing a bloodline and a family tree affects the day-to-day experiences of people.
I learned that traumas can be hidden in decisions made by some family member several generations up the line, that someone’s life choices can affect the whole system; that genetics are more than just skin-deep and understanding family dynamics can unleash one’s full potential, by setting them free from a paradigm, from a matrix of behaviour that is kin-specific.
There are cultures around the world that cherish their family ties to such an extent that ancestors become guardians of the family, having godly traits and manifesting themselves in the lives of the living, through protection, guidance and the inheritance of a governing principle of life and behaviour, to which the successors must comply.
Nevertheless, I am one to believe that “the vibe attracts the tribe”, and I am convinced that I share more common visions and life principles with my dear friends, that I have chosen after careful consideration, so we may guide each other, rather than with some great-great-great-great-grandfather I have never met. Although, wherever his soul may be, he probably has the best intentions that I strive and fulfil my potential. Furthermore, he is probably guiding my path; although there is no guilt and no responsibility attached to it, for, in my definition of “family”, you come together with the people who want the best for you.
Having gotten to spend time with my cousin, I realised that not only are we related, but also, I choose him as family. The sharing of love, of care, of thoughts, of experiences, of food, of laughter did not come from a sense of duty, did not come from my urge of being hospitable, did not come from trying to impress or comply to specific standards which are expected when being around family members. It came from a shared view of the world, from a shared approach to life, from shared principles and interests. It came from a deep understanding that bloodline is a matter of unconditional love and choosing what is best for one another.
Therefore, my fellow friend, I hope you choose the family that makes your soul bloom, the family that wants to see you happy, the family that allows you to manifest your spirit freely, the family that gives you the freedom to err, the family that forgives you unconditionally, the family that supports you no matter what, because they know you’d do the same for them. Shall you ever find yourself in doubt, choose love, knowing that a man is not where he lives, but where he loves.


The night when skies open

Midsummer is a magical time, a time of creation, a time of manifestation, a time when the boundaries between reality and desire vanish into the warm summer breeze. Over the past few days, “intuition” was the keyword, governing every realm of 3D existence, bridging between imagination and materialization of thoughts. The Summer solstice didn’t hold back from teaching me how infinitely powerful our minds can be, when we allow them to catch up with our hearts.
2 nights ago I woke up from a dream which focused on the power of co-creating with the Universe. As if depicted in stained glass, the storyline of this dream was falling together like pieces of a divine puzzle, in which there is no limit to how far one can go, in which everything you can imagine is real. My dream followed the story of two soul-mates, a man and a woman, who were actively manifesting and attracting each-other into one-another’s life. So powerful was their bound, that once they awakened to their desire, they were able to warp time, shift shape, teleport and transform reality with the omnipotent power of love, so as to come together into union.
Just a few hours later, I have come to realise that there is no such thing as a coincidence, and everything happens for a reason. The Universe has a funny way of turning people’s plans upside down, in a matter of minutes, so as to allow for the strongest storyline to manifest itself, to come to fruition. It patiently gives us clues of that which is expected to occur, and all we have to do is tune in to this same vibration. All forms of resistance are futile, and the stronger we try to cling onto an idea, the harder the Universe will work to bring us exactly where we have to be. Even when that place is a stone’s throw away from home.
Just like the pieces of the divine puzzle in my dream, the Universe showed me that you can take the mundane and familiar and change it into anything you want, by simply expressing an intention. The park next to my house became a fantastic realm of fireworks, marijuana and anti-fascist hip-hop, catering to the desires of the beautiful soul whom, for a couple of hours, I accompanied in this journey of “living life”. Turns out that, interestingly enough, life is exactly what we make of it.
As we get caught up in responsibilities, in fears, in doubts, in routines, in hesitation, in procrastination, we fail to understand that our intuition is our guiding star, that our path takes us to a destination which is aligned with our souls and all we have to do is be true to our heart’s calling, having the infinite faith that we deserve and we will receive everything that we want, when what we want is soul-nurturing, eye-opening and heart-lifting. Having hopes and desires of love, peace, harmony and abundance is not a selfish act. It is the very purpose of our existence, which we put on hold, because we mistrust that the Divine grace will grant us our wishes.

In Romanian mythology, tonight (June 24th) is a night of celebration, a night of mystical experiences, a night of magic, when heavens open, making all desires of love come true. Midsummer fairies dressed in bohemian white dresses, flowers in their hair, dance around bonfires in the fields, casting love spells, uttering those hidden desires and sending them out into the Universe, so as to bring the man of their dreams into their lives.
Faithful to the messages that the Universe kept sending me over the past few days, I am taking this moment to become a Midsummer fairy of love, wishing for myself, and for the beautiful people in my life: may tonight’s Moon cleanse away our fears, our sorrows, our pains and soothe our hearts, so we may allow ourselves to feel. May tonight’s North Star heal us and guide us towards the accomplishment of our mission. May tonight’s Air carry away the clogged, heavy energy of our day-to-day struggles and bring us peace of mind, confidence and inspiration to carry on. May tonight’s magical Fire light up the passions of our hearts, so we may allow the flame of love and the vision of a bright future guide our steps. May tonight’s fertile Earth ground us and bring us stability, strength and determination to pursue our dreams. May tonight’s holy Water nurture us with endless streams of fresh, clear, pure love, so that our hearts may know the calm and comfort of Divine, unconditional abundance.
May the Sun at dawn remind us that every day is a new chance to make a choice that will turn our life around, for the better. And may the Universe grant us the wisdom to see and accept and embrace all of its countless blessings. Amen.
Take a moment, beautiful soul, to connect to the desires of your own heart, take a moment, fellow friend, to understand who you are and where you’re headed, take a moment to take flight and to allow yourself to rest and to heal, take a moment to allow the Universe to surprise you with fulfilled desires. And may you desire for love.


The life you think you deserve

Sometimes, people need messages and Divine guidance, in order to know which way to turn, which choice to make. I recently confessed that I turn to “Sex and the City” for such clarity, because I love the series, because it tackles pretty much every shade of the spectrum of experiences that a woman my age can have, because it takes roughly 30 minutes before I receive my revelations, and it is slightly more entertaining than meditation. Soulful Revolution and Sadhguru, whom I referred to lately, are right there, next to Carrie Bradshaw.
They have taught me that the way to get what we want, is to co-create with the Universe. That Karma means action, and the action we must take is that of making mindful choices about the way we experience life. That implies manifesting, sending out a robust, well-defined request about our heart’s desires, so they may come into our path. It’s like ordering pizza, and knowing the delivery guy will bring it right at your door. Oftentimes, that doesn’t happen as a conscious process, but rather as a result of being fed up with the feeling of hunger, of lacking that which we know we need and deserve.
A few months back, before becoming fully aware of the concept of manifesting and co-creating, I was pouring my heart out to my friend, on WhatsApp, stating loud and clear what I wanted from a relationship with a life partner. This is what I wrote at the time:
“I want a Man who will kiss me. Passionately. Chastely. Who will hold my hand and not be afraid to display affection in public. Who will pull me in his arms and squeeze me so hard, as if to incorporate me in his body. A Man who will want me, and find me beautiful, and shower me with proofs of love. A Man who will call me just to hear my voice. A Man who will make me smile, because he likes seeing me smile. A Man who will put his face between my hands, because he wants to be caressed and touched.
A Man who will kiss my hands, and cheeks, and forehead, and tummy tucks, and neck, and who will massage my shoulders gently. A Man who will make me laugh hysterically, and run with me, and chase me, and play hide and seek with me, without hesitation or shame. A Man who’s not afraid to share the richness of his spirit. A Man who will like my family and friends, and respect them. A Man who, even when he is worried or upset or angry, is not mean and doesn’t punish me for his problems.
A Man who will want my children so much, that he will convince me it’s the right thing to do, no matter the circumstances… a Man who will assure me, and will be assured by me, and won’t second-guess my love for him. A Man who will know that people can make mistakes and be afraid at times, but Love conquers all. A Man who will caress my hair, and pride himself with me to the people he knows.
A Man who will understand me, and will encourage me to speak to him about what’s on my mind. A Man who is ready for the responsibility of building a relationship with me. A Man who will be willing to fall back in love with me, on, and on, and on, and who will tell me that he loves me, without thinking that would diminish his masculinity.”
That is what one might define as the Divine Masculine. An energy of intention brought to action, an energy that gives – taking pleasure, fulfilling its mission in allowing the Divine Feminine to receive, so that she may expand, grow, create, birth – whether it is the birth of ideas, projects, art, children, love, or life. The energy of a Man who is grounded and confident in his own capacities, in his own path, and knows that loving a woman doesn’t deter him from becoming his true self, but rather supports him in the journey.

A couple of days ago, my beloved Mary Jo of Soulful Revolution mentioned being a great husband to herself, meaning becoming, actively acting towards oneself with the love, care and consideration that one could expect from their significant other. It suddenly dawned on me that there is still plenty of self-loving that I must do, before I receive my delivery of the man I asked for.
How can I expect him to kiss my cheeks and tummy tucks, when I pinch them in the mirror, wishing they were smaller? How can I demand that he shows public displays of affection and prides himself with me, when I walk with my head down, not shining the light of self-confidence around me? How can I imagine that he would love me, before I love myself enough to deeply understand, and to remind myself every day that I am worthy of love?
What’s more, they deepened my conviction that I have the power to create my path and my experiences, to navigate them, allowing and welcoming that which brings me closer to my mission, and making sure that nothing goes unnoticed or unprocessed, while at the same time, making sure that nothing which is detrimental to my growth lingers for too long.
I have started praying more, talking to the Universe, claiming my right to Love, claiming my right to dignity and equality in human interactions, claiming my right to information, knowledge and awareness about the life I live. I also started asking the Universe to only facilitate those emotions, situations and encounters which I must come across in my path, in order to heal past wrongs and to create new perspectives.
And I am sharing this with you, because I asked the Universe to allow me to be, to my best ability, of service to those around me. It is my hope that you, fellow friend, can find in my words the lesson, the encouragement, the support, the strength and the love that you need to move forward and to continue tapping into that infinite source of Abundance, which is only a wish away from coming true.


SMART goals of happiness

I recently started noticing that hesitation is the verbal expression of fear. I often heard the phrase “I will try my best”, “I try to be happy” over the past few days, and I understood the profound element of non-action which is involved in this phrase. Trying is intention, doing is action. Yet in order to do, one must have that foolish confidence, that beautiful craziness of jumping right into the thing that scares them, which is also the thing that frees them, redeems them, brings them the joy, the satisfaction, the accomplishment, the abundance, the “wish granted”.
Furthermore, we are often tangled in our daily realities, and although our hearts make a wish, and our minds set the goal, in a firm and explicit manner: “I will do this”, “I will go there”, reality catches up with the thought, and throws in hesitation, in the form of temporal confusion. We then say “sometime”, “soon”, thus leaving our happiness hanging in a place of space-time non-determination.
Performance levels in most of our corporate or administrative jobs are evaluated following a set of parameters, which are based on the initial phase of setting SMART goals, with the purpose of helping us clarify our ideas and focus our efforts in a time-bound context, in order to achieve our desires. If we can do that about our jobs, why not about our lives? Why must we postpone our well-being? Why must we allow fears of all kinds to dictate the pace at which we live our life plentifully?

Life is a succession of choices we make, to either be happy or be miserable. It takes an enormous amount of effort to make the conscious decision of starting to live life in one’s own terms, pursuing one’s own path. Because what that implies, is to take action towards happiness, and our scarcity mindset throws us into submission, by repeatedly telling us that we cannot have it all. You cannot have the perfect job, you cannot have the perfect home, you cannot have the perfect relationship and you cannot have everything you ever wanted.
A few weeks ago, there was this one day when I actually argued with my Ego. I had recently begun to be aware of the concept of “the body’s memory”. Our skin, our corporeality is a database of memories and emotions connected to these, recalling every touch, every wound, every bruise and every moment of passion, every harassment, every orgasm, and every embrace. Listening to Sadhguru, I learned that you can consciously wash away some of these events which are stored skin-deep.
So I laid down in bed, relieving the memories of love and hurt that my body had experienced, and vowing my body to that “soulmate”, that one man who would know how to touch it in a gentle, considerate, loving way. As I was doing that, I heard my Ego whisper “But he won’t like you, you’re fat”. I fought back. “You little bastard, I may be fat. But I am beautiful and clever and I will love him, and keep him warm, and cook for him, and he will love me”.
That is when I realised that our fear, our Ego, works in subtle ways, making us doubt our potential, making us doubt our choices, making us doubt our very sanity, when we dare see beyond the reality of our experience and remember our inner voice and tune in to our heart’s desires. That is why I know that we actually can silence our Ego. All it takes is a firm voice, and a personal truth that is greater than fear. A truth as sharp and bold as a sword.
Therefore, my beautiful soul, my fellow friend, I summon you to take a moment to ask yourself “Who am I? Am I this fear, am I this doubt, or am I abundance, joy and love? What do I want? Do I want to live comfortably numb, or do I want to be bravely happy? What am I willing to do for my dream? Will I try to make it happen, or rather begin making it happen?”
This is a call to true action. When the SMART goal is one’s fulfillment, one’s true path, there is no time to waste, because the deadline is tight. It expands as far as this lifetime, and you are in the here-now to have this experience, as this individual that you are, as this soul that must live according to its own timeline, its own truth, its own love and happiness.
Embrace the opportunities that life throws at you. Make room for the experiences that you want to have by discarding those that keep you stuck in a place of fear and self-doubt, and go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Things might not always work out. Oh, but… what if they do?


Greeting the Inner Goddess

Namaste. A phrase which I fully understood only a couple of days ago, on Easter Day, after a discussion with my mum. Apparently, she and I have been talking about God ever since I was 3 of age, and together, we have made some important breakthroughs in the understanding of the Divine. Most of which have happened over the past few months, unsurprisingly, because that is when we became all the more aware of our inner sacredness, and we started recognising the Divine in one another, on a deeply intimate level.
A while ago, I found myself in the situation of having to explain Jesus’ divine and human nature to a remarkable young lady, process which, of course, meant that I had to understand and clarify my own thoughts on the topic. And I came to the conclusion that Jesus can be, at once, 100% human and 100% godly, with no contradiction between those two natures. There seems to be agreement among religious and spiritual people, concerning the fact that there is a seed of divinity in every human being. Therefore, while we are 100% human, we also have the potential of manifesting our divine nature. Whereas mere mortals may only manifest 0.1% of the divine in them, a spiritual leader of the level of Jesus must have manifested his godliness entirely, the full 100% of it.
Having this realisation, awakened the divine seed inside me. Since I believe that God is the name given to Infinite Love, the Goddess in me is very aware of the situations in which she is challenged on a level having to do with the free, unhindered manifestation of Love, in and around her. And there has been quite a lot of that in the past while, which only made my inner Goddess stronger.
Last week I struggled with something as trivial as a couple of jokes directed at my genitalia. While I happen to be very open about sexuality, and I rarely take offense when I am the subject of humour and entertainment, I found it very difficult to accept that a part of me which is so intimate, private, and delicate could feel so exposed, so vulnerable and so ultimately hurt by a bunch of meaningless words. Having to come to terms with the pain and disappointment that the respective remarks were made by someone I had put all my faith and confidence in, it got me thinking of my past experiences and concluding that oftentimes, sex is used as a weapon of the profane against the godliness of our bodies and spirits.

Which is why I started a debate with my mum on the topic of sexuality, and the fact that many people wrongly use sex to assert power, instead of that which it’s meant for: offering pleasure, enjoying a shared experience, cherishing and conveying affection to another fellow human, celebrating and adoring their divine nature. Getting someone to sleep with you is perceived as an achievement of sorts, as something to take pride in, which, in the minds of many, grants them power of domination over their partner. Therefore, a game of seduction that has the sole purpose of culminating with sex is entirely disregarding the sacredness of that act, the higher level connectivity which it creates between two people.
The power claim and the struggle it brings about are simply manifestations of fear, of powerlessness, of one’s own vulnerability, which they are trying to project on somebody else, in order to feel in control. It is why the bullied become the bullies, as a response mechanism to their own frights and traumas, believing that by inflicting the same treatment on someone else, they might regain their sense of self-value and establish their own status.
My inner goddess has always had an immense capacity to be loving and nurturing to everyone that has solicited that, to anyone that displayed honest vulnerability, to anyone that had put down their walls and allowed me to get to know their true self, humble, kind, beautiful and ready to love and be loved. Nevertheless, I have now come to the understanding that when people are hurt, they forget about their divine nature and dive into fear, and in those instances, they lose contact with their inner God. And while my inner Goddess may still be able to see and cherish someone else’s divinity, the fact that they don’t see and perceive their own godliness prevents them from seeing the divine in me, because we can only relate to things which we are familiar with from our own experience, we can only mirror what already exists within us.
And my Goddess, in her infinite love and infinite patience, knows better than to expect validation from anyone else. She knows her divine nature, and she is ready to manifest it in every instance. She will stand her ground, she will always remember that she is light and love, she will only allow in her Temple those who will treat her with utmost respect, gratitude, reverence, being ready to adore her, to appreciate her, to be humble and loving, for they know that I, in my turn, will recognise and bow to the Divine in them, creating harmony, perpetuating love, generating beauty and increasing the sacredness within us both. I am thus ready for a monotheistic relationship, in which me and my partner will only adore the Divine in one another. And live and love under the principle of this simple word: Namaste.


Cards you’ve been dealt

A few months back, my friend introduced me to Soulful Revolution, a YouTube channel for mindful, spiritual tarot readings which are meant to offer guidance to people who, like me, are trying to understand the free-flowing energy of love, and how we can channel it into our lives, by making emotionally educated choices about the way we think, feel, speak and act.
Around the same period, I became conscious of the concept of abundance, the unhindered manifestation of the Divine in all aspects of our existence, of which Mary Jo (the beautiful soul behind Soulful Revolution) often speaks in her readings, in a very simple equation: abundance is the result of acting out of love, as opposed to acting out of fear. And since God equals love, and love equals abundance, you do the maths…
While I may not know much about tarot, I have come to understand that the Devil card refers to karmic connections related to choices made out of fear and disbelief in the Divine grace and generosity. Since I am quite observant of patterns and storylines, I have recently started seeing the equation of love and abundance being put to the test, in and around me. I have become aware of the consequences that choosing out of fear may have in people’s lives, especially when it comes to relationships and intimacy.
Due to societal pressure, to unrealistic ideas of what one’s life should look like by a certain age, to the fear of never finding a suitable partner, or someone to love you, to the expectations related to having a family life, many people end up in relationships that make them feel trapped, unhappy, dissatisfied, or simply numb. I have recently observed two such people, dear friends, who are struggling to cope with partners they have chosen from a place of fear, from a place of not trusting that they could be happy – either single, or with another fellow soul who would vibrate at the same height of energy and spiritual development as themselves.
The discourse they used to justify their choice, or rather, to convince, to trick themselves into believing that a wrong choice is in fact a good one, was remarkably similar. Partly altruistic (“She’d suffer if I leave her”), partly idealistic (“She loves me”), partly pragmatic (“She’d make a great mother for my children”), yet entirely fabricated and imaginary.
And this process of going against oneself, of disregarding the red flags for the sake of compromising into a relationship which offers breadcrumbs of love is what makes so many of us miserable and untrusting of true, unconditional, limitless love.

As you already know, I have recently given in to the curiosity of exploring romance via Tinder. It was a very short-lived attempt, because I am all too aware of how people’s energies affect me and interfere with my freedom of existing, of allowing my soul to expand and take in the new experience. One of my Tinder matches, who had been invested in doing the consistent work of pursuing me, calling, sending voice messages, coming over, truly making me believe that he was being genuine – disappeared without a trace when I decided that sex on the first date is not something I am comfortable with doing at this point in my life.
Although I often tend to think little of myself, and this experience did shake me a bit, making me doubt my worth and attractiveness, I was relieved and proud to have listened to my intuition, to not have budged away from my standards, from my principles, from my belief that I deserve to be pursued in a manner which is respectful of my boundaries, which is gentle and considerate of the fact that love and intimacy are like bread, they need to take their sweet time to grow and develop into something beautiful.
Having let go of the disappointment and bitter taste of this experience, along with my Tinder account, I was surprised to see that things can be easily turned around, when my “last standing” Tinder match confessed to having gone through a creative and painstaking process of filming the screen of his phone with another device, so that he could get a glimpse of the millisecond preview of the conversation we have had before I deleted my account, in order to retrieve my phone number.
I am glad to report that we spent a lovely afternoon together, participating in all the entertaining activities that the Afrique en Couleurs Festival had to offer, singing, dancing, trying some of the snacks, watching a fashion show, each of us living the experience in his own way, at his own pace, freely and independently from one another, yet together, sharing a smile, an insight, a story, a moment.
So, to you, fellow friend, wanting to be loved, appreciated, cherished, valued, admired, pursued, cared for… as cliché as it may sound, start by loving yourself and by showing yourself the understanding that you need: understanding of your wants and needs, of where you find yourself in the journey to fulfilment, of where you want to go next and what kind of energy you want in your company. Start by being uncompromising about your desires and standards, start by respecting your values, your time, your body and your emotions. Abundance will undoubtedly follow.