Or are we all just pretending to know, switching between “be yourself” and “don't be too much yourself”?

🩷 When I first read the news that Pope Francis had officially allowed women to become permanent altar servers and participate in decision-making at the local level, something inside me froze. I don't know how to describe this feeling exactly — something between joy, slight excitement, and even a little anxiety.

😘Sorry for writing so much, maybe you are tired of reading?

Today I want to share an interesting story about this dessert and its original recipe. This dessert was created by Auguste Escoffier in honor of opera diva Nelly Melba.

Today I want to share with you my story about how I started running and fell in love with it. I hope my experience will inspire you to new sporting achievements.

A memory of a failed attempt at baking a pie that turned into something more — acceptance, laughter, and a new tradition.

Random things turn into personal heirlooms. About secret signs inside novels, about the smell of old paper and non-random bookmarks.

About what it's like to be a night person not by choice, but from thoughts. How the city is silent at three in the morning, why the refrigerator becomes a friend, and where to find peace if the brain is not a switch.

How a regular walk on a sunny day can turn your internal dialogue upside down. Unexpected encounters, random thoughts, and returning home with the feeling that you are a little closer to yourself.

Juneteenth, June 19, is more than just a date. It is a day when America remembers one of the most important moments in its history: the final emancipation of enslaved African Americans after the Civil War. The holiday symbolizes long-awaited freedom, recognition of rights, and the fight for equality - a fight that continues today

I’ve learned something the hard way: everyone has an opinion, especially when it comes to your love life. 🙄 They’ll tell you he’s not good enough. Or that you’re too much. Or not enough. Or that it’s too soon, too late, too complicated.

There is a berry that symbolizes summer, sun, and childhood. A berry whose aroma can take us back to the warmest memories. It is, of course, a strawberry. And every year in June, many countries celebrate Strawberry Day — a holiday of juicy joy and taste!

Every year in June, International Sushi Day is celebrated — an unofficial but beloved holiday for all fans of Japanese cuisine. This is a great reason to enjoy your favorite rolls, experiment with new flavors, and learn a little more about the history of this iconic dish

When we meet someone who causes trembling in the knees and a rapid heartbeat, I want to believe-this is love. Everything seems bright, inspiring, new. We think about a person day and night, we catch every word, idealize. But time passes - and something completely different begins. Less violent, but deeper. Why does real proximity does not come right away, but only after a while?

Flirt is always a little magic. A light look, playful word, a thin smile. All this can cheer up, give a feeling of their own attractiveness, add adrenaline to routine. But when a person is in a relationship, any flirting becomes a territory with blurry boundaries. And then the question arises: what is it at all - a harmless game or betrayal in a slight form?

Sometimes it seems that relationships are kept on big things: confessions in love, fateful decisions, serious conversations. But in fact, the base of the pair is often tiny moments-almost invisible gestures, fleeting phrases, simple actions, which over time either cementing, or split it a little.

Sometimes love comes unexpectedly - bright, calm, as if from a film with a good end. Everything is easy, harmonious, the partner is attentive, honest, and even household little things delight. It would seem that live and enjoy. But suddenly an alarming thought arises inside: “Is it not too good to be true? ..” Instead of happiness, fear appears - would not destroy this miracle.

Each couple sooner or later faces trials. The disease, the loss of a loved one, dismissal, relocation, traumatic events in the country or in the family - all this can collapse suddenly and shock to the ground. But it is at such moments that it becomes clear what it means to be near-for real.

The phrase “we need to pause” sounds in a relationship almost like a sentence. She scares, discourages, makes me guess: is this a chance to rethink everything or a polite way to say "goodbye"? In fact, the pause can be either a useful respite or the first step towards the final parting - it all depends on how and why it is taken.

I believe in the power of imagination. In the power of desire. In the power of a little hope. And in the fact that the universe hears, even when we are silent. That's why I dream. Shy. Timidly. But I dream.