SAM Frida

In the quiet corners of the night,Where whispers trace the candle’s light,Lies a soul that yearns to feelConnections deep, emotions real. Not for her, the shallow streamsOf small talk or fleeting dreams.She seeks the rivers rich and wide,Where truths run deep and...

In the heart of the vast, azure sea,Lies Hawaii, where spirits fly free.A land where the universe spills its grace,On shores where time slows its pace. Here, the sun kisses the rolling waves,Cradling beaches in golden enclaves.Palm trees sway with a serene...

In a world that never stands still, the question of how to navigate life's relentless changes is ever-present. I recently stumbled upon an intriguing concept that captures the essence of this challenge: the dichotomy between exploiting and exploring. This framework,...

Living with painful memories is a profound struggle, one that often reshapes the very fabric of our existence. This journey isn't merely uncomfortable—it's excruciating. The road to recovery and acceptance can feel endless, and truthfully, not everyone reaches the...

In a world that often champions stoicism and resilience, displays of kindness and emotion can be mistakenly perceived as signs of weakness. This prevailing attitude echoes through our interactions, influencing how some people perceive and respond to those around them....

Embracing the Uncomfortable Letting go of the past is not as simple as turning off a light switch. It's a journey—a slow, often painful walk through a maze of memories and emotions that cling with stubborn, relentless fingers. The past shapes who we are, molds our...

In the quiet corners of my cobwebbed mind,Lies the ghost of me, once brightly defined.I roamed the realms of naiveté,Where laughter bubbled, unchecked and free. The world then, a canvas so pure and white,I danced in colors of innocent light.But shadows crept in, with...

In the quiet depths where shadows creep,Lies a wound so grave, so bitterly deep.The soul, ever wise, whispers soft of reprieve,Yet the heart, scarred and searing, finds it hard to believe. Forgiveness, a distant, flickering flame,A beacon the spirit gently claims.But...