Letters Before Bali — A calling and a place I’ve never seen. A big dream dreamed with open eyes by an ordinary person. Like any dream with a profound meaning that is so close to the soul, so close that makes you so vulnerable, it is incredibly hard for me to let this one…

Although it’s dark and not everything I see has a clear shape, everything feels somehow familiar. — I arrived in Bali. I can’t believe I’m writing this. I have arrived in this humid, warm place with palm trees and trees I have never seen before, with all kinds of statues of deities, temples, huge gates, strange traffic, McDonalds and KFC and little stalls with unknown local food…

Tomorrow at 16:05 (local time) one plane will leave for Singapore, then another for Paris and a third for Bucharest. But I won’t be in any of them. — I hear the crickets chirping in the rice field that stretches right up to the wooden counter where I am while I reflect on today. It’s already night here. Every now and then I see a firefly in the distance and I just know. Bali is home for my soul…

I place hope and love where fear once stood. I gather the courage to ask. — Self-love is when you can say: I am the love of my life. And the Universe/God is the love of all my past lives lived so far. I thought I knew what self-love meant. I thought I knew what love for others meant. I thought I knew what it was…

Can you believe in a great, divine, total love? — “Let it be with a reunion that brings you more home in yourself, in your power” — my dear Andreea I breathe in blue. I breathe out salty. I breathe in the sky and the ocean at the same time. I breathe out the waves. I breathe in infinity and breathe out ultimate…

How else do you know who you are? — Crouched under Wizard’s table, like Donny’s children, I seek to comfort the child inside who needs a safe place. Maybe some kind of portal for her to pass through, and all her fears will turn into magic dust that will bring endless peace, leaving behind only joy. Maybe. But the…

Relearning the human interactions — You and I. Women and men. Yin and Yang. Together but apart. We drink ceremonial cocoa (or any other drink) to open our hearts. Oh, but we deceive ourselves and lie so beautifully because our hearts are still closed. We dance freely to express words and emotions we don’t have the courage, strength…

Because I allow myself to feel life, I allow myself to die when that moment will come — “Oh, my love, where did you go? Where did you go now? I wanna know..With all my love, where did you go now?” — Jax Jones, MNEK — Where did you go? Thoughts roll through my mind, memories dig through me, and suddenly return to my face. Memories that throw…

Following your heart is the answer to a life that feels like a dream — There are mornings when you wake up as if you are a different human. You feel that something has changed, you feel clarity instead of confusion, trust instead of fear, and love instead of attachment. You feel everything with a new, assumed, comprehensive intensity. There are days when you give…