It was my first time participating in a constellation. I couldn’t arrange anything from my own life. That’s the rule. If it’s your first time – just observe. And I observed this strange spectacle of Hellinger’s. People transforming into someone…
Yesterday, for the first time in ages, I actually talked to G. Sure, we saw each other briefly on Wednesday. But it was on a hammock—broken conversation, poor quality, sound and video cutting out, leaving me unsatisfied. In the background,…
Sitting under the partially collapsed roof of the old sawmill, watching grass snakes slither over the now flooded floor, I recall the days when this place and the roaring lumber loaders would wake me from sleep. The hum of machines…
Being born in Poland in the 70s—could there be anything more beautiful? For a child, censorship doesn’t exist. There’s nothing to hinder their exploration of the world. A world that had come back to life after the war. The wounds…
A few days have passed. So much has happened that I can’t put it all into words here. I simply can’t. N. has occupied my thoughts just as much as G. throughout the week. If it were up to me…
I actually spent the entire day yesterday in G.’s company. We talked for two hours, exchanged messages, and recorded whatever we had to say. A very pleasant day. She’s a very beautiful woman. Sensitive. Wise. And she has that certain…
I met a girl. She’s as quirky as I am. Actually, she kind of inspired me to do this. You know, I bought Premium there and replied to her. G. She has an incredible voice. I think I fall in…
Life is a flower. It blooms with beauty and colors, only to wither in time, like petals falling, leaving behind fruits that one might call karma or destiny. Not everything is beautiful or joyful. Every childhood is marked by its…
