Loneliness is not a weakness, but a source of strength. In the ability to be alone with oneself, awareness and inner peace are born.

Everyone knows the state when you don't want to do anything. But it is in such moments that our strength and purpose are tested.

How you start your day is how you live it. Morning habits affect productivity, mood and even self-esteem.

Scrolling through other people's "perfect lives" on social media causes anxiety and low self-esteem. But you have a choice to compare or be inspired.

Love is not about dissolving in another person. It is a dance of two free individuals who choose to be together because they feel good, and not because they can’t live without him/her.

Minimalism is not just an interior style. It is a way to live a clearer, freer and more conscious life.

Almost a confession

As long as I can remember, I have always dreamed of traveling. Not just trips, but real immersion - in culture, atmosphere, people. I don’t need to live in luxury hotels - I want to feel the streets, try food, watch sunsets in new places and feel how with each new city I become different.

Every year I am more and more convinced that food is not just a way to satisfy hunger, but a real language of love and care. When I cook, I put a piece of my soul into it. I am not a professional chef, but I have my own special style - everything should be delicious, with soul and a little magical.

Sometimes, simple things are enough for me to feel real happiness. Imagine an evening, a light rain or quiet snow outside the window, you turn on the soft light, pour yourself a cup of aromatic tea with lemon and honey, cover yourself with a blanket and pick up a book that you have long wanted to read. At such moments, I feel like the whole world slows down, worries disappear, and only I, warmth and silence remain.

About the desire to be tenderly loved, about deep conversations at night, about touches that heal.

An ironic-psychological post. It is possible with a slightly provocative tone and personal examples.

About what flirting really is. And does it necessarily lead to something serious?

About first impressions that turned out to be misleading. And about why you shouldn't judge by the first line or photo.

About how often we feel a "spark" before the first word. What is it - intuition, experience, desire or magic?

Sometimes it seems to me that I was born at the wrong time, in the wrong place, and perhaps among the wrong people. When everyone around me is trying to be "like everyone else," I catch myself thinking that I don't know how to be "convenient." I don't know how to keep quiet when I want to talk. I don't know how to agree when I'm screaming protest inside. And yes, I was often told that I was "not like everyone else."

I did not ask fate for such a role. But it was given to me - a beautiful woman, with a brilliant past, expensive jewelry and an emptiness in her heart. My husband left suddenly... All that was left were memories, a mansion, bills, fur coats, a car and endless glances: "Well, I was lucky..."

When you're young and hot, you have no time to wait. You don't ask — you take. You're not shy — you provoke. You don't play at being modest — you play with desires.

Sometimes the world is too loud. The hustle and bustle, other people's voices, endless news, expectations, rhythms - and suddenly you want silence. That's when I pick up a pen and write poetry. This is my pause. My way of saying what you can't say in words in a conversation.

A new week is like a blank page. I wonder what the Universe will write for you? Let's take a look at the astro forecast!