My solitary walks, where I draw inspiration and harmony, listening to the rhythm and whisper of the big city.

I don’t know if you have that moment in the morning when you haven’t quite woken up yet, but you already feel like you want to do something for yourself. Not for work, not for someone… but for yourself. I have such a ritual. I call it “5 minutes for the soul”.

Those special minutes when the world around you slows down, and you allow yourself to just be - to feel and observe, to enjoy the warmth and slight sadness at the same time.

Discover joy in everyday little things, stop waiting for special occasions and create a mood inside yourself every day.

When we talk about love for animals, we often imagine fluffy cats or loyal dogs. But there is one special connection, ancient and almost mystical, and that is the love of humans for horses

In this little blog post, I want to share with you how my job opened my heart and eyes to life in a whole new way...

In the modern world, where women build careers, travel, develop businesses and are passionate about a variety of things, the topic of love and serious relationships still remains deeply significant. For many women, the dream of a happy marriage is not just a social template, but a natural desire for love, stability and spiritual union

You know, sometimes I think that my dog ​​is a little wizard who saves me from sadness, fatigue and disappointment every day. He is an angel with ears 🥹🐶

The issue of fidelity has long been a hot topic, rooted in culture, religion and personal experience. But what does it really mean to be faithful? Is it only a matter of biology and instincts, or is it a choice based on values ​​and love?

Love is a word that each of us has heard since childhood. We grow up dreaming about it, with songs, films and books in which it always seems ideal. But with age comes the understanding: love is not only feelings, it is work, choice and - what is perhaps most important - reciprocity

Hi! My name is Maria, I'm 25 years old. Today I want to share how I started changing my life — not on a Monday, not on New Year's, and not after some big drama, but simply… with small things.

Many people think that cooking is a routine. But for me, it's almost like meditation. I put on some music, tie my hair up, take out the ingredients — and start creating. I like to feel the dough with my hands, taste the sauces, guess the spices.

I used to be in a hurry all the time. To study faster, to find a job faster, to arrange my life faster, "like everyone else." It seemed to me that I was late. Everyone already meant something, and I was still just starting.

When Friday the 13th appears on the calendar, some people smile, while others prepare for the worst: they cancel plans, watch out for black cats, and avoid stairs. Where does this fear come from? And is it really worth being afraid of this date?

Happiness in love is that it seems to be what we all strive for. Inspiring films, songs, books ... Everything around promises that if you are lucky to meet the “same” or “that same”, then life will blossom. But why then, when we suddenly find ourselves in these long -awaited happy relationships - anxiety appears? Why are we starting to be afraid that this is all too good to be true?

Dispute, resentment, misunderstanding is a familiar script in any relationship. But sometimes the voltage in the pair can be discharged not with sharp words, but ... a joke. Humor does not solve the problem, but can change the atmosphere itself. And often - for the better.

Love is a living, mobile feeling and, oddly enough, changeable. It can erupt from the deafening power, and then eventually gain a calmer shape. Sometimes these changes scare us, we begin to think that "everything has passed", although in fact - love just grew up.

They dream of love, they strive for her, they sing her. But sometimes, under the mask of love, it is completely different - emotional dependence. This is a thin line that is not always easy to distinguish. We can be sure that we love, but in practice - we simply cannot let go. Why is this happening, and how to distinguish a real feeling from painful affection?

Love often seems to be a feeling addressed to another person. But if you look closely, it turns out that when we fall in love, we often look not only at the partner - we look in the mirror. After all, a person who attracts us very often reflects our expectations, fears, dreams and even unhealed wounds.

Sometimes a strange feeling covers us: we recall a former partner with whom, it would seem, there was no true love. Without passion, without deep feelings, without special plans for the future. And yet we miss. Why? What exactly causes this feeling, if not love?