I believe in coincidences that turn out to be fate.

Spring is a gentle return to life — a time of renewal, quiet beauty, and inner peace. 🌸 It invites us to slow down, feel the moment, and open our hearts to love and new beginnings.

At first glance, the phrase is paradoxical. How can madness have logic? Isn't madness a complete denial of common sense? But if you look more closely, it becomes clear: even the strangest, most absurd, most destructive actions always have their own internal logic - even if it is not obvious from the outside.

How many stories begin with the words: “I saw her — and that’s it. Like lightning”? Beauty really can knock you down. We fall in love with a look, a gait, the sound of a voice. It’s instant, it’s bright, it’s attractive. But for how long?

Sometimes it seems like the world demands the impossible from us: to be perfect, strong, collected. But it’s worth acknowledging a simple truth: we are people. With our fears, mistakes, vulnerability. And that’s okay.

"Love flees from those who chase it, and throws itself on the neck of those who run away." It sounds paradoxical, but this phrase hides a deep life truth that many have encountered. Why does this happen?

You know, love is like expensive perfume. It should envelop, inspire, leave a trail and make your heart beat faster. And not lie somewhere in a drawer of someone who takes it out a couple of times a month "just in case".

Happiness isn't always about grandiose events. It often hides in the little things. In this blog, I share my little joys that make my days warmer and more fulfilling.

Sometimes there comes a moment when energy seems to disappear. Everything seems meaningless, and even your favorite activities don't make you happy. In this blog, I share personal ways that help me gently regain motivation and taste life again.

Not every woman is looking for rescue. Some of us have already saved ourselves. Now we’re just looking for someone to walk with us — where the light finds us.

They say freedom is a feeling. For me, it’s a red dress, a summer breeze, and the thrill of choosing myself first.

Sometimes you can miss someone you’ve never met. This blog is a quiet reflection on longing, faith in connection, and the soft hope that love knows its way.

It is when someone remembers what flowers you love. When spring comes and you suddenly want to write letters, weave wreaths, walk barefoot across the lawn and believe that love lives in the details... 💌🌷

Morning fitness energizing and invigorating! Try it, you won't regret it.

Yoga fills us with harmony, try it and you will realize that miv is inside you! and it is beautiful!

my little journey... love yourself! love the world!

A slow, sensual look into the beauty of quiet mornings — when time stands still, the coffee is warm, and the world feels soft. I share my morning ritual, emotions, and the dreamy thoughts that come with waking up... maybe not alone.

Here's the strange thing - I didn't think I would be so worried about the election of the Pope. It would seem that the event is not so unexpected, and yet... something inside seems to be trembling. Like before a thunderstorm - when it is still quiet, but you already feel that the sky will change.

I walked home today. Slowly. On purpose. Step by step, without hurry. People were overtaking me, cars were honking, time was rushing by - and it was as if I had fallen out of the race.

Spring is the time when everything comes to life.