Oh dear twenties, you have been a heaven/hell of a ride! Wow. Many different places, endless various experiences and jobs, wonderful encounters and a bunch of very hard incidents. Yes, you showed me all facets what life is about. It was an amazing intense time, I will always cherish. Looking back it seems much longer than ten years. The person I used to be at twenty evolved so much and the beautiful part for me is, it feels that every day I am becoming more who I really am, listening to my calling, creating a life that feels authentic. Always when something comes to an end, a part of us is sad for we have to say good bye but at the same time we say hello to something unknown. But life is a journey so to embrace those changes is the only way that will support us in growing into the person we truly are here to become, apart from other's expectations. Too many people have asked me how I feel about this age, which made me realize what pressure exists out there and all of us have to deal with it at one point. For me I don't talk about aging now, I refer to it as maturing because our wisdom of life grows day by day. We should also be aware of that: Maturing/Aging is a priviledge denied to many. We should appreciate it. Dear 30s, I am so ready for you and I am glad I can say this with all conviction. Namaste to all the people out there being in a transition of any kind as well.
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you are a mirror
if you continue to starve yourself of love
you’ll only meet people who’ll starve you too
if you soak yourself in Love
the universe will hand you those
who’ll love you too
— a ѕιмple мaтн
@rupikaur_ the sun and her flowers 🌻
//Fairy Tales Caught Fire// (an old poem made new)
I spotted here a setting sun
Beneath this withered vine,
Imagination cracked his whip
As shivers sparked my spine .
That blazing ball was burning quick,
So destined for abyss
Now Desperation licked her lips
Whilst steam began to hiss .
With bolted feet fixed frozen still
The sun rushed towards its death
But indecision clasped my throat
Besieging every breath
I howled out in agony,
My Fantasies were crashing
Extinguished by a hurricane
Of tear drops softly splashing ☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️☄️
But wait! I felt my heart grow strong!
And realized then and there
Infernos must be courage-stoked
By those who dream to dare .
Swimming toward the roaring blaze,
I swelled upon a wave
Surrender dragged his wanton chains
To make of me a slave
I drew my pen and plunged it quick
Enraptured by desire
Explosions of sweet ecstasy
A fire tale caught fire
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Today I want to talk with you about gifts idea.
This year, I’ve thought about it for a long time, and I listed up 10 ideas that I’d like to give to also get from others. So, I’ll share my ideas all about experience gifts and sensible gifts. I’ll leave the link of my blog post in the bio. 👆🏻⠀
It might be impossible to pick the perfect gift unless you let your loved ones pick their gifts, but we can still give them a surprise that will remain long in their memory and life. Let me know your gift ideas. #SiAdventCalendar