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Dear November…

… let’s get lost, shall we? ”Get lost, on the path less traveled, and return, a little bit more well-lived.” Embrace the thought – Never fully completed – and your existence becomes a little less intimidating. More light-hearted, less heavy. You do not have to have all the answers. All the lovers. All the glimmery, shiny things. As long as you have an intense yearning to listen, understand, and respond accordingly. As long as you carry within a deep desire to experience all that’s making you grow, bold and flow. Compassionate. Feeling lost is a universal, often unsettling experience. It’s a moment when the familiar becomes unfamiliar, leaving us questioning our choices, identities, or purpose. This feeling can be triggered by unexpected life changes, difficult decisions, or when neglecting our core values and authentic self. However uncomfortable, feeling lost often points to a deeper need for self-discovery, growth, and renewal. It can act as a quiet invitation for you to pause, reflect, and redefine what truly matters. In many ways, feeling lost is less about …

Dear September…

… and my heart melted. ”While some people like to dance underneath the stars in June, others like to play with the red leaves of September, And I’m blissfully, wholeheartedly stuck in the middle.” … And like the wisest of them all, you’re letting go of what no longer serves you. Your brisk wind makes everything rejuvenating. The days; alluring and brightful, the nights; dark and calm. I see a star waiting to be born, intentions waiting to be established, a nature waiting to be cherished, and a life waiting to be lived.  September is for watching red leaves falling. Creating space. Caring for oneself, and others. Just like nature, we transform. Becoming whole, empowered and complete. Putting positive intentions into everything we do. Silently witness the beauty of nature – notice how seductively and effortlessly she’s unfolding her treasures. Fearless. September is for enjoying the darkness, as well as the bright light within. It’s for grasping opportunities. Looking within for happiness, success and courage. Sometimes the things we want the most are closer than we think. …

Dear August…

… you make me feel at home. At home in this restless soul of mine. ”Darling, if you want to know love you must lose your fear of life.” The leaves shine bright in warm golden light. Utterly mesmerized, while watching summer falling artlessly in love with the early breaths of fall, whispering final words of goodbyes. Be aware darling human, be aware, you’re shifting, like the softest, brittlest wind. Stay open, be alert, now, the perfect time for a rebirth. While I’ve always kept summer close to my heart, still and all I believe my soul breathes for fall. August is for faith. Love and compassion. Knowing one’s worth, and the ability to shine light in another person’s life. Taking care of the body, as well as the soul. Exploring new cities and friendships. It’s for constantly learning, constantly evolving. Small steps in the right direction. Appreciating every victory, every mistake. Blissful mornings. Dark, quiet evenings. Golden opportunities from dusk till dawn. The ability to inspire other human beings. Improving the quality of life. Challenging …

Dear July…

… hug me, I want to feel your heart beat. ”Sometimes I’m weak, scared and vulnerable, nevertheless, more often I’m strong, confident and alive. At peace.” July is for chasing dreams. Catching stars. Peaceful, dark summer nights. July is for late evening swims, enjoying the calmness of the sea. The calmness of the heart. July is for creativity, an imagination deeper than ever. The dark, dark sky filled with stars. Filled with hope. July is for believing in the power of nature. The power of humanity. Humid days and foggy nights. July is for beautiful souls searching for inner peace. Inner light. Loving kindness, curiosity and bravery. Everything is temporarily; the dark night, the softness of a new dawn. Flow with the current. Flow with the speed of light. Darling, be the light. Be the love this beautiful world so desperately needs. Find comfort within. Turn inwards, speak to your soul – let it out, let it dance. July darling, we discovered something lately. Something serene, spacious and still. To carry with us. Wherever we …

Dear March…

… give me a winter to wake up, and deserve you. ”I just want to breathe in the ocean for a little while, forever.” Can you hear spring whisper softly in the garden? Her warm caress melting frozen hearts. Time to be bold, take the leap and know, on cloudy days the sun is still there, underneath. Darling, I believe we’ll become dearest of friends. I wish to see you laugh. I hope you make me laugh. Oh how you melt my heart – come, dance with me. Darling, spin with me. And before I fall asleep, remember, gently kiss me on my cheek, and know, you’ll always be the one I seek. March is for the sun so boldly shining. Coming alive. Quietly crying for the moon, and the stars. Time standing still, frozen, for us. Snow will be falling, flowers start blooming. A precious mix when nature can’t decide. 4 am, and my mind intense, the breath calm. Smelling hope, kissing the soft morning rain, moving with the waves. They say she loves too …

Dear February…

… let’s be brave enough to speak up about the things important to us. ”It’s in the things that deeply inspires us that we find ourselves.” During the darkest of hours, a frost-kissed morning, my first screaming breath, with you. Cupid’s arrows, in the air they flew, as everyone below a starlit sky knew. Valentine’s whispers, sweet, dark and true, in February, love is set anew. Snowflakes fell, like delicate lace, covering our world in a soft embrace. Yet hints of spring began to appear, a promise of warmth, curiously near. Amidst the cold, a comfort profound, February’s wisdom, all around. February is for evolving, getting one year richer. One year wiser. Staying curious, and open-minded. Finding joy and laughter, everything we sought after. It’s about speaking up, being true to our own unique voices. It’s time to stop being afraid of getting older – it’s time to show our deepest appreciation instead. Becoming curious enough to want to know more about ourselves, and the ways in which we can expand. There’s much to discover …

Winter Solstice

blankets keeping us safewarm and cosysoftly falling snowflowers restingmeanwhile, heart-focused breathingslowly silence i heard the sun will come backimpatiently killing time _________________ Winter is a tremendous time for us to slow down, and to plant those seeds we wish to see grow early spring. What do you want to create? Let the stillness anchor you. Use the dark hours with softness, and gift yourself the necessities needed for your growth. You are capable of so much, once you realise your own potential. With love & snow fall,l.m.v

Dear January…

… be brave enough to speak your truth. ”If you want to know love you must lose your fear of life.” January is for awakening to the authenticity within the soul. While nature’s half asleep – breathe, darling, breathe. Evolve, one precious step at a time. Trust yourself, never neglect your true worth. Your true light. Strive for progression, growth and compassion. There’s always something to be grateful for. Life. Dear human, be grateful for life.  January is for taking that delicate, and crucial first step. A beautiful opportunity to begin anew arises, sunrise after sunrise. Breath after breath. Souls awakening from the darkest of night. From the deep, deep slumber we all return to light. Guided by the strength within, shining bright. Brave being, believe in your Self. Now. Appreciate the journey, for it moulds you into the human being you are. Now. Into the human you are becoming. Now. The human you’ve always been. Now. Know that it’s ok to be scared, to not have all the answers. Be ambitious anyway. Be curious, be brave. It’s about listening, having faith. Allowing …

Dear November…

… let’s get lost, shall we? ”Get lost, on the path less traveled, and return, a little bit more well-lived.” Embrace the thought – Never fully completed – and your existence might become a little less intimidating. More light-hearted, less heavy. You do not have to have all the answers. All the lovers. All the glimmery, shiny things. As long as you have an intense yearning to listen, understand, and respond accordingly. As long as you carry within a deep desire to experience all that’s making you grow, bold and flow. Compassionate. Get lost, on the path less traveled, and return,a little bit more well-lived.With bruises and scars, but a heart so filled. Smell the roses, taste your tears,unlock your laugh. Whenever your voice can’t carry you– in an honest manner – speak, however soft, and weak. It’s a spinning wheel, or a tranquil deal. Your choice.Off-track, on-track, in-between, love and laughter,fear and disaster. It is you life, be that as it may,always say thank you, for this new day.You do not know what it …

Late night conversations with the moon

Wherever life plants you, Flourish with grace. Explore the unseen, Take chances. Be brave. It’s time to, Press play. ………. i see ocean in your eyes. i smell the flowers of your heart. every flaw, insecurity cracked open, bleeding. soft raindrops resting on your cheeks, a reflection of me, healing. ………. How come? ​ ​ ”Cause this one not afraid to trash the wall.” ​ ​ – late night conversations with the Moon ………. the stars told her to dance in the sunlight kiss in the rain breathe in the wild air ​ live like you’re not from there You say my breath Calms down When I’m next to thee, I say your eyes Speak loudly When they lay on me. Still your breath Pounds faster When you’re next to me, As my eyes tranquil When they lay on thee. ………. do you believe in we said she do you said he maybe said she ain’t gonna be easy said he who said it will said she worth it said he true said she not …