Safe Harbours. Mirrored Lights

At the dead end point, just in time to face a more mature reality, I arrived at the most forgotten harbour. With a clearer vision and a purer heart, toughened up and sharp, but still open … giving, I knew I was home. Shedding off the skin of the empty walls, wounded healers stand never looking back; arriving…

I Won´t Play Your Games

Somebody asked me last week why I was being so nice to them. My answer was, ¨because like Wendy Mass once said, we are each fighting our own battles of which I know nothing about and I respect that.¨ Now here I am this week, very torn today between the video I would choose for this post….

Willful Bed of Roses and Other Assorted Bliss Bombs

I was happily welcomed into SL  recently by a fellow model who for the longest time has refused to comply with the cookie cutter beauty standard in (both) our world. It´s not that she had anything against a classic beauty, on the contrary.  She holds a strong belief in herself and an unusual amount of self…