So many images all around these days. And yet it happens every now and then that a picture steals my breath away. I always can't help of wondering ... What is here? So warm, so familiar, so inviting, resting, pacifying? What exactly did the photographer "catch" with his shot? "Oh, I better keep silent!" … Continue reading A place far far away
Love Flow Ease Light Surrender Grace Friend Play Feel Garden Walk Sea Color Sound Life Breathe Serendipity By Andreea Garden, Nov. 2015 Image credit: Google Images
Writing is living an imaginary life, advisable when there is not much going on in "reality". "This world sucks, so I made my own" Alice says, in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll. That's how it started. One blessed day, when stars aligned and angels descended their graceful gaze upon me, I realized … Continue reading Writing “Theo and Mira”
http://youtu.be/MuAGBvWX2uQ "... Looking for a place called Home."
“I must not cry. I must not be afraid.” Mira was standing in the middle of the garden, under a mean black sky descending on her. With her eyes shut and fists clenched she stood there, letting darkness fall over, embrace her. “There, there!” she heard inside her mind. “Who are you?” Mira asked. … Continue reading “Just some drama” excerpt
“I’m here, my love! I’m right here! All is well!” But there was an unusual kind of silence into Theo’s mind. Tormenting blizzards whirling and screeching began, ice cold hands and arms grabbed her shoulders and hips, pulling her deeper into the dark vortex of despair.” Excerpt From: Garden, Andreea. “Theo and Mira.”
So much to love ... All what I see, how wonderful the colors and shapes of landscapes, seas, sky, cities, villages, gardens, people ... ... All what I hear, how wonderful the sounds of mountain spring, crashing waves, singing birds, roaring animals, sea breeze, buzzing city, human voices ... ... All what I sense, … Continue reading So much to love
http://youtu.be/HtpQmU6v6kQ Kahlil Gibran On Love When love beckons to you, follow him, Though his ways are hard and steep. And when his wings enfold you yield to him, Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you. And when he speaks to you believe in him, Though his voice may shatter your dreams as … Continue reading Kahlil Gibran “On Love”