Månad: juni 2025

The feminine

The feminine is powerful.Not because she’s loud,but because she’s rooted. She is powerful in her being,in her softness,in her groundedness. She’s like a flower—blooming, flourishing—not needing permissionor validationto exist. She just is. She knows her worth.She knows what she brings—to the table,to the room,to the world. She holds space for herself.And she’s open—open to receiving the right kind of energy. She doesn’t chase.She attracts. She stands in her authenticity,unafraid to be fully,unapologeticallyherself. Yes—she makes mistakes.She’s human.And she’s okay with that. She doesn’t punish herselffor being human.Because every experience,every scar,is part of her becoming. She’s learning.She’s growing.She’s evolving. And through it all,she allows herself to bethis beautiful, ever-changingwork of art. She is the creatorof her own life. She already holds everything she needs:her beauty,her wisdom,her strength,her confidence. She’s not loud.But don’t mistake that for weakness. She is powerful—quietly powerful. In a world obsessed with noise,with striving,with doing,she simply is. And that unsettles people.Because she doesn’t conform.She doesn’t strive to prove.She allows.She flows.She lives. And when people see that…that grounded presence,that self-trust…they may not know what to do with it. But …

Imposter Syndrome, Art, and the Courage to Begin Again

”I paint more from feeling than from thought.” A few years ago, something quiet and persistent within me said, “You need to start painting.” So I did—without a plan, without training, without knowing why. I followed feeling. I let color move where words couldn’t. My work lives in the spaces between: softness and stillness, motion and memory, the inner landscapes we don’t always know how to name. I use whatever medium feels right in the moment—acrylics, pastels, texture, gesture. What matters most to me is honesty. That the work comes from a true place. To my surprise, people noticed. Friends, family, even colleagues asked if they could buy a piece. At first I was touched—and then, slowly, doubt crept in. Who am I to call this art? Who am I to charge money for something I barely understand myself? That voice got louder, and eventually, I stopped painting. It’s been nearly five years now. But something inside me is shifting again. This time, I want to return differently. Not as someone who needs to prove anything—but as someone who …

The unfolding

Part 2; ”I love who I am returning to.” This is not about becoming someone new, it’s about unfolding into who you always been. It’s about honoring every version of yourself that came before. It’s about finally being able to look at yourself – honestly – and say ”I love who I am remembering.” So, unfolding is not just about who you are growing into, it’s also about making peace with all the layers you clothed yourself with. Loving who you are returning to means accepting every version of you that was masking the real you – The uncertain one. The one who feared taking up space, the one who doubted, or did not yet know the innate worth resting inside. Growth does not mean hiding from, or escaping those parts, it means embracing and accepting them. Unfolding does not begin with striving toward the new. It starts with acceptance, and sometimes, it’s about surrender. Letting go of past identities or beliefs that no longer fit. Releasing old stories, and narratives that are holding you …