Sunday Eye Candy: PomPoms

It is cloudy and drowsy today where I am so I am browsing through Etsy and admiring people’s ideas and the craftwork that takes ordinary days to a higher unexplored level where colors play circles and shapes become lucid.

My pick of a moment is an artist called dadaya and the oversized colorful pompoms of her. I want one. What about you?

HOW TO: own your choice

I am sure you, like me, numerous times have been in multiple situations when you had to choose and when all choices were meaningful even after the most precise thoughtful weighting you have done. I am sure you were not once puzzled and confused – what to choose?

Lately I ran into people who didn’t know much about personal boundaries and where business and personal spaces meet. People who decided to be deceitful instead of transparent. I took part in situations when I chose to ignore things that bothered me and situations when I stepped up and stood up for the things and people that mattered to me at that particular time.

Life is full of choices. It is almost like a jigsaw puzzle when the whole experience of a day or a particular moment is constructed of smaller pieces that if matched correctly produce a beautiful picture that is rewarding at the end (of a day). Everything we do is a choice. Our choice. Getting up at 7:30 am instead of 7 am. Getting a medium coffee instead of small latte at a local coffee shop on the way to work. We choose how hard to work, when to rest, who to talk to, whose emails to respond to first and so on. The list of the choices we make throughout the day is infinite and none of the lists are exact and the same.

My biggest concern has always been how to make the right choice. The truth is, there is no right or wrong as long as you feel good about your choice. It shouldn’t matter what others think and what they say; you made the choice for yourself and not for them. Trust yourself that if you honestly thought through and if deep in your heart  you feel good about your choice then it was the right choice at that particular moment. It doesn’t mean that you will have to make the same choice the next time you run into the same situation. That is the beauty of the moment – nothing repeats twice and it is never the same.

Own your choice and be proud of yourself.

Invest time to say sorry and communicate to people if it was an unpleasant situation and somebody had to be let down. Treat others you would like to be treated and remember, what goes around, comes around. Be generous, helpful and honest. Say what you mean and give as much as you can. Own your choices and feelings. Even the feelings like guilt and shame.

I would be happy to hear more insights about choices (possible and already made) from my readers!

Have You Ever Walked a Labyrinth?

Labyrinth is such a literate and magical symbol. One moment it can mean a puzzle and another carry an important meaning about one’s journeys – inward and outward.. I always admired walking-labyrinths from afar, mostly, because I grew up in a country where they were existent only in a “puzzle” form. Only recently while working with one of my clients I realized that I live very close to one. Now I only have to pick a day, time and enjoy the journey..

I am also curious if anybody have walked any labyrinths and what experiences did you have?

Where Does Your Inspiration Come From?

Recently I got a very nice collection or very nice craft paper. The most beautiful I have ever had.  Since today I was admiring it from afar.. Today I decided I am ready to make beautiful art with it and ran into a tiny bit of a dilemma.. I don’t feel making collages with it. I am not huge in origami either… For a minute I had an idea creating miniature furniture out of it and then decided that maybe not..

So I have a question for you, creative souls, what projects have you done and are proud of? What mediums do you like mixing and most importantly, where does your inspiration come from?

Looking forward to hearing from you !

Falling Into Ourselves

‎”I accept my uniqueness. There is no competition and no comparison, for we are all different and meant to be that way. I am special and wonderful. I love myself.” -Louise L. Hay once said.

It took me so long to get close to the meaning of the “feeling special and loving myself”. There was always somebody better, something else to work on, something else to achieve or to compete with for the being “the best” and “perfect” title… It was never enough what I did and always could have been done better…

Only recently I started feeling at ease and gave myself a permission to sit down and relax. I even managed to give control to other people and trusted that everything will be fine..

I found out that the world didn’t stop with me watching it from aside. My trust created situations that worked best for me and for the first time in my life I felt I was perfect and the best I could be right here and now – doing what I do – whatever it is – managing 4 projects at a time and doing exceptional work or coming to a meeting with no agenda..

Facebook Love ~

The posts/comments like the one bellow always make me smile –

inside.

A Land of Your Own Creation

Few weeks ago my very dear friend invited me to join her on a personal journey and introduced me to the various landscapes of her Land. I got to see the darkest corners and the shadows of shame and guilt. I felt how a very heavy secret feels and fell in Love with her even more. Be inspired to create your own Land, change and adjust the landscape so that you get more Sun than Rain, more laughter than sadness, more freedom than shame and guilt.. Breathe in deeply and read slowly ~


I have an eating disorder. I’ve been struggling with it for 11 years and I honestly don’t know when I will get better. At first, it was anorexia. The school was hell and home was a war zone, so feeling hungry seemed better than feeling nothing.

Now it’s overeating. I am empty inside so I fill it with food. As one lady said, “it’s like a hug from inside.”
I don’t have a life but I have extra 10 pounds round my waist. I don’t have a boyfriend but I have a cake. I don’t have time for friends but I have 24 hours for eating. I don’t travel to beautiful places abroad but I have my daily trips to Kiwi. I don’t have delicious dinners but I consume thousands and thousands of kcal of food that makes me sick. I don’t exercise, I just move to burn the late night snacks. I don’t socialize nor go out because I’m too busy chewing.

All I am is a girl with ED. All I feel is shame and guilt. All i want is to be free. And all I need is to be loved. I am at a crossroad now. The outside of my life is going well and I am afraid of screwing it up by not getting better. I have to make a choice that all junkies face sooner or later. The question is, will i choose life, or ED?“

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