Paris

What is the Point of Dreaming?

Note: this was written at the very end of a difficult time of Extreme Emotions, after my first week visiting my parents in Buenos Aires, Argentina.   This much is true for me. Sometimes all you can do is hold on And when I say “sometimes” I mean, days, weeks, months, even years. Yes. Years.Read more

Yes. I am scared of every single thing on this photo.

Because I’m Scared of Dreaming

This is one of those rare posts where I share my process. This is what happened. I was day dreaming, as I often do, and catching myself doing so (thank you, mindfulness). I was in resistance, simultaneously enjoying the day dreaming and beating myself up for it. And we know what Havi says… “When youRead more