above all...love

The simplest word, the greatest feeling, the reason of our existence in this complicated world...

There's nothing else that compares to this feeling which lies within the simplest smile, the cutest laugh, the glimpse of that special someone or the voice that has the power to heal everything.
We run, we fight, we follow vain dreams till one day when we wish time could stand still just so we could get one more minute with the person we love.
After all, love is the most important Biblical command. We punish stealing, adultery, murder but never the lack of love. It's weird how keeping the last command would prevent us from trespassing all the others. And yet we forget about it or we see it as a sign of weakness.
Today I can't forget about it because your love makes me a better person. You see the good in me even when all I see is darkness.
Today, I wish time would stand still for eternity just so that I could live in your smile forever.
 

Mai frumoasa

A song that needs no introduction - the lyrics speak for themselves: I wanna live in your world full of love, I wanna wake up smiling every day :)

sunshine

I have been waiting for this moment since forever and finally it's here: sun is shinning, birds are singing, people are smiling! It's like the whole world has just woke up from an unpleasantly long sleep.
It's incredible what spring does to me, but I feel like I am getting back the control of my time, like I no longer have to be on the run, like I can stop for just two seconds, look up and smile knowing that my smile will reach other million smiles in the sky and build a beautiful rainbow of hope.
I somehow know that everything will be ok, even if I can't define that everything.
Looking forward to an incredible rebirth of the nature, to my present, to our future.

Positive thinking (and acting)

After a hectic beginning of 2010 I have finally decided to do something for myself. So yesterday I didn't go to work. I woke up late with a big smile on my face that was saying "at this time I should have entered my office, but in stead I am merely opening my eyes". I enjoyed my coffee and decided not to feel bad about the fact that the sun was missing in action and it was snowing again.
For the first time in ages I felt like I was the master of time. No reason to hurry, no reason to miss a smile, no reason to feel that life is somewhere else. I was alive!
I treated myself good with a 2 hours appointment at a nice SPA, I enjoyed reading bad magazines, I loved talking to friends and not complain that I am too tired. It was such a great day!
And what other perfect way to end a perfect day if not with the person you care for the most?
Thank God for small favors!
 

when the going gets tough...

I tend to run away and never look back. I have an incredible self defense mechanism that prevents me from accepting that I have lost, or gave up. I am the world champion at coming up with excuses for giving up on what I once called dreams. I can prove I never wanted anything like that, that that dream was not mine, that I am better off without achieving it. BUT... this attitude never gets me anywhere. This attitude is only keeping me in the same place while time passes by.

It's this attitude that I am trying my best to ignore at this moment when I feel like all I wanna do is go somewhere...to no worries' land...and just enjoy the silence of an untroubled mind.

However, I have things to do, presentations to prepare, fears to overcome, frustrations to forget, visa procedures to start, stereotypes to break down.

So let the show begin! I've put my self defense mechanism on hold and I am taking things as they come!

It's no fun being a responsible adult, I'm telling you!

one of my latest musical obsessions

the perfect book

For me, there are three types of books: the bad ones (I can just as well not finish them), the good ones (well written, interesting theme) and the perfect ones.

In every book I look for the perfect book. The book that captivates me so much that I can skip sleeping and miss my buss stop if I read on my way to work.

Last time I found a perfect book (and what a book it is!) I had to take a day off from work because I just didn't wanna stop reading.

The feeling that I get while reading such an art piece is unbelievable. I feel like I am part of a greater universe than I can imagine, that the whole world is just filled with hidden wonders that are waiting for me to find them. My mind starts to wonder and suddenly I feel like I am there, in the book, as a witness to the action, as if the author had actually written that book for me.

The first perfect book I remember reading was Heidi (by Johanna Spyri). I must have been around eight years old when I found the book in my family's library and read the story of the little orphan girl without leaving the book out of my hands. I remember living that story as if I was part of it and I cried for little Heidi as if she was my best friend.

Over the years, although I grew up, I never stopped living the perfect book while reading it. I still cry, laugh, giggle with enthusiasm and most of all dream with the characters.