On Management and Life

  I renovated the house and it was quite a process. After the furniture arrived, I had to think how will I style the objects. It was easy in rearranging the books in the library, but I needed to add my personal touch. I enjoy having this intimate light, so I bought several rush holders. As I went through my personal things, I found some pictures from different stages of life. I decided to frame them so I found two golden picture frames from Zara. I just fell in love of how they were looking and their versatility.  There is only one small thing I forgot to mention. Sometimes I have two left hands and I break things. At that time, I was just hoping that the set-up will last forever. Three months later, I was cleaning the small library and I broke on of the picture frame. I was so pissed of about it. My first reaction was to throw the broken picture frame and go to Zara Home to buy another one, which I did. I got my decor back and I was all happy and chill. A year after this even...

 After a marathon of workshops related to movement, breathing and meditation, I found myself stuck with a phrase: "Let the moment come to you". This was the motto of  class related to how present we are in our lives. The point was that we either think to our beloved and happy past or we plan our future, but we never think or now, how I am moving and breathing, how aware I am of my thoughts, my presence.  The phrase "let the moment come to you" has so many meanings. Have you ever thought of a goal you tried to reach with despair and just when you let it go it happens? I remember like yesterday that all I wanted to do in my 20's was to live abroad. I was so eager to see and explore another system, another world. My choice was to go abroad for studies. It took 3 years to get there. I got my IELTS certificate at the last moment for applications, so the first round of applications was just a trial. In the next round, I only got rejections. Somehow, by the time I got ...

  I don't even know how to start this post. My deeper journey started this year when I had stomach issues. After New Year, I noticed that if I eat or not my stomach aches in the worse possible way. I went to doctor, the diagnosis was simple: helicobacter pylori. I took the recommended drugs and my life came back to normal.  That's what I thought at least. Three months after the treatment, I had a new stomach crisis. This time the crisis was really bad, the pain was so strong that I felt good only in pretzel positions. During the summer, I scheduled doctor appointments and blood tests. The entire time I was mentioning that my belly or my stomach has an issue. It took me some time to realize that I was talking about one part of my body like it didn't belong to me. And it wasn't the first time I was talking about my body parts like that. Whenever I had a back pain, I was saying that I would trade my spine for a new and younger one. Why to I refer to parts of my body like t...