And said the one whose voice was lost

Go save them all – go, save the most

Of undergone and souls that lone

In wander locked behind the wall.

I lowered head and asked the voice

How could I hear the sound of yours?

And who, you tell me, it belongs?

‘To Southern winds,’ was its response.

And said again that distant voice

Go save yourself - go, save the most

Like rain saves earth

Like rivers – life

Like touch of hearts of two beloved.

Be word of hope to give someone

To those who stand completely lone

Right in the doorway

Of t...

I love the world; this new world where my voice is promised to be heard and where my heart does not have to go through the tunnels of deceiving in order to survive the censured reality of outside world.

I can finally breathe and speak my mind.

I can navigate my life the way I want and enjoy the fruits of the choices that were purely made by me.

I can be honest and I can be fearless.

No more silent compassion anymore!

No more lies.

Now, in this new world, I have the rights to express my opinion and pursue my visions.

As long as my freedom does not take away the freedom of others, I am free.

Or so I thought.

Living in a box with a beautiful view of a promise

T...

If there was a conversation before the life on earth was created, I would imagine it be like that.

Nothing is perfect.

Fortunately!

Beauty has become a target for wars of objective opinions.

The lenses through which we look at the world got blurry by marketing tricks, fashion trends and other social media propaganda.

Yet, more and more people learn to see uniqueness within imperfections and though slowly we seem to be opening our hearts to the different beauty of appearances, there are other aspects of life that seem to get all the extra weight from that.

When the path of self-fulfillment gets slippery

What is life for if not for the fulfilment of one’s hopes and ambitions.

It always starts as joke till someone’s feelings get hurt.

I know, humor is much needed and highly appreciated thing in our society. But the problem with it is that so many people use it as a weapon of verbal attacks against other people.

To me, it looks like stabbing someone in the back and then trying to convince the court that it was just a joke.

Someone died?

Well, it is not my problem that that someone does not have a sense of humor.

There are countless reasons as to why it happens. One of them is unwillingness to take responsibility for actions and words since there is no law regulating humor in our society.

It is too complicated and let’s be honest, so many people just do not care.

But it does not m...

Decisions!

Those are the movers to the best part of living which is action.

Standard formula of making a decision is quite simple: it relies on such mental processes as reason, biases, memories, and emotions.

Your past experience, psychological boundaries, insecurities, and intentions are the gears with which you weight the benefits and costs of this or that decision but those are also the extra weight that can derail you from making a truly right decision for yourself.

Becuse what will others think?

If people could use the mythical ability of ostriches bury their heads in the sand each time they are scared or threatened by what others will think of them, half of the world would get stuck underground.

I am a mentally strong person with a bunch of sensitive spots in my mind as well as in my heart.

And quite often (almost every day), I get into a condition when my inner peace and balance are somewhat off.

To help me to get my mind back in the right watercourse and put my heart on the channel of contentment and calmness, I created my new evening ‘me-time’ routine.

Connection to…

When I was 14, everything was so different in my eyes.

The colors of nature were brighter and it was easier to get lost in the world of imagination where everything, somehow made perfect sense.

I built forests and I saved princesses.

I even gifted horses with the strength of gods.

I did not define myself as being...

From time to time, my mind explodes with this thought.

They do not understand me!—something in me shouts.

And for next few days, I am upset, sad, and angry. All because I feel like they do not understand me.

But what about the other question that so often is dismissed from this equation?

The question is, do you understand yourself?

I bet you have never thought about it but so often you steal from yourself.

You steal time from yourself by giving too much attention to the negative monologues happening in your head.

You steal opportunities from yourself by choosing to crawl back in your shell when something goes slightly off your plan or expectation.

You steal chances from yourself to deeply connect wit...

Science has always been my favorite kind of voice.

I love the way it talks about the brain, its plasticity, its limitations and other aspects of its functioning.

We all have it and we all use it, so we just have to know more about it.

But I am not a scientist.

I am a writer!

So, I am going to talk about it as a writer of my kind would.

Lift your hand up to your face and put your palm on your forehead.

This is where the story of today’s conversation begins.

This is where your prefrontal cortex is.

What is prefrontal cortex

Prefrontal cortex is a very important part of your brain that sits right under the skull of your forehead and is responsible for your conscious interactions with...

We are not Hansel, nor are we Gretel but so often our lives remind the German folklore tale by the Brothers Grimm.

Left with a fake promise, we wonder through the wild of the forest called life, searching for our way back home.

But sometimes we lose the sight of the right path and stumble upon the home of a witch, completely unprepared for the danger waiting for us there.

And so we think, we are lost but are we?

When you feel lost

I have always been fond of fairy tales but only when I became older did I realize their true value.

Is not it ironic?

And the story about Hansel and Gretel feels to me as a great analogy to what we are going to talk about today.

Do you remember when on the way into the forest, Ha...

Mad world—what are you doing to the creative minds that are your only salvation?

What, not dramatic enough?

I think this conversation is not going to be easy for both of us but we have to talk about it anyway.

No matter how passionate or confident you are about your dream, there come the times when things just don’t work out the way you expected. Those times leave you vulnerable and unprotected in front of the hungry, never satisfied cockroaches sneaking here and there.

They are the kind of people who do not tolerate big dreamers. They are the kind of people, mom taught you to avoid.

But when you are emotionally unprotected, you cannot escape them.

When you are emotionally unprotected, they will find you even on the...

Everyone knows the Mad Hatter from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, and though I am not implying that you can potentially be as magnificently mad as that fictional character straight out of Lewis Carroll’s imagination, I do say that madness is a matter of circumstances and other factors coming both from inside and outside of you.

But why am I even talking about it? Madness is a serious topic and am I not going too far by starting this serious topic with mentioning the Mad Hatter? I guess, being a fiction writer could explain my sudden association of madness with the Mad Hatter, but the main point of today’s discussion is that everyone, no matter how sainty-painty you are, has a madness trigger and I have a few words on that. 

We are all mad b...

And I think about it all the time, are not you?

Really, what word out of millions existing would be good enough to describe what happiness is? Hard to say, is not it? At the same time, the answer seems really close to being easy, trivial even, right on the plate in front of your nose. Then why it is still so hard to answer.

I believe that only those who are deeply unhappy can really tell what happiness is about. This paradoxical twist between two seemingly opposing sides of neutral condition such as living, and I do think that living in its stripped form is a quite neutral thing, is both enticing and scaring. It draws in the part of you that is inclined to wonder and scares the hell out of the part that solely clings to reason.

But is it really th...

I’ll tell you a story: once, there was a girl that believed she could do anything. But things she did at the end of the day were not the right things and so, her greatness started slowly dissipating. Is not it what magic in reverse looks like?

As a human, you have the privilege to be anyone and to do anything you can only imagine. But in the world, where everything fights for your attention, where colours and smells are there to entice you to want what you don’t even need, where fashionable pictures of super stars look down at you daily affecting your idea of the beautiful, and where information does not go through filters of valid or reasonable, this privilege plays a bad joke on you.

It messes up with your head; if you can be anyone why cannot you be ev...