Recent Happenings.

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It’s been almost a week since I’ve arrived to Poland and it feels as if I never left it. Everything is just the way it was, like I was moulded into this little town, and every shade of green doesn’t seem any different. Even the fragrance of the minty pines do not captivate me, for they linger in my nostrils, and bear cones in my lungs.

 How has it been? It’s been beautiful, lately. Riding the plane was captivating, for there were Alps and fiords to see. I lost myself in that little plane window, reflecting back on how my heart felt. I also listened to podcasts and ventured deep into reasons, discovering how things work. Instead of excitement, I felt this solemn serenity that encompasses acceptance and resilience. Hope swelled within me, but it didn’t bring about all of those wonderful and high expectations. It was a different experience, I must admit.



To see my sister and hold her tight in the airport was phenomenal. I just can’t believe we love each other so much; such a sisterly bond is a blessing I will always remain grateful for. She is also growing up, becoming more mature and righteous (also tall, haha) every year. It’s quite different now, for she is less interested in playing and more keen on experiencing and consuming content. It motivates me to spark up unique conversations and keep discovering more about the universe. I’m really keen on strengthening her spirituality in order to shape up her beliefs and values— a guard that shields us from the unstructured reality of the world. This responsibility is so empowering and also incredibly laced with love and compassion. I pray for guidance, always.



I’m working on healing, as mentioned in my intentions. It’s berry season thus it’s quite easy to detoxify and feel alive with those wonderful, luscious, radiant fruits! I truly love eating plants. What’s more, I love respecting my body and learning how to tune with its needs. It’s a journey in the very end, which continues forevermore, always shaping up with feedback and reinforced with action and results.


Other than that, my day is mostly made of sunshine, abundant walks, tables spread in books and cookbooks, hours of cooking, bicycle rides and evenings spent watching the swifts and smiling out of a peaceful kind of love. Also, there is music in every corner of the house; my sister trying out chords on the guitar, piano practice and unearthly artists singing their hearts with recognisable passion.

And those beautiful, simple moments are snippets of a daylight dream— what I envision feeling at home would be like.


Something I want to pinpoint is that— life somehow makes sense, even though I was so confused and lost a few weeks ago. I remember my last birthday, a really special one for me, and I just inherently knew I wasn’t going to be the same again. At that moment, I think I somehow manifested a death of a phase and the birth of a new one. I knew a part of me was dying, I didn’t know it was going to be that painful. The exciting thing is that— I’ll never be the same again, for real, and I want to help grow a newer identity that is more mindful, grateful and appreciating towards the universe’s kindness. It’s really so beautiful to think about it that way. 

I’ll just never be the same again. Call that a recent happening? Maybe.


Thank you for reading. I appreciate that you’re all here on this space and I dearly hope that you are well and on your way to self-growth.

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