Reflections & Recipes

From the moment you are born, you begin to reach toward something, toward someone, toward anything. You strive, you want, you dream, you yearn. It feels almost natural, this quiet hunger living inside of us. Maybe, in some way, we are all a little greedy not in the harsh sense, but in the way our souls are never fully still. Will that hunger ever be quenched? Unlikely. But perhaps it doesn’t need to be silenced or quenched only softened and understood. There is a kind of peace in faithfully believing that what you have, right now, is enough. Enough emotionally, enough financially, enough in all the ways that matter in this moment. Not forever, not perfectly but enough for now. Because if you are meant to have more, it will come. There is no urgency in what is already written for you. Some things take days, others take years. But one day, in its own quiet timing, what you have been seeking will turn around and seek you back. And maybe believing in this, truly investing in this thought, ...

Everyday watching the steam rising from the same cup, the same swirl of white against the dark liquid starring right back like the thousand times before. It’s a trance more like a choice. Every day and morning building this wall of "SAME" brick by brick, just to keep the chaos and discomfort on the other side. People call it a habit, but it’s a fortress of self preservation where it’s the only place the floor doesn’t drop out betraying your feet. Is it delusion? Maybe, but there’s a weird comfort in knowing exactly how the day will disappoint anyway. It’s better than the "unknown" like a ghost foolishly fooling around you yet giving up the thrill of it for the sake of the silence.  Trading the fire for the lukewarm safety of a scheduled same existence.  In hindsight, thinking this is the outcome of forgetting how to feel, yet maybe feeling too  much and choosing this routine only sedates the overwhelming feel of it, is it the logic speaking or the espresso shot taki...

The Soul Within : Ever dream of a "happily ever after"? Not the hollow perfect ending of a novel, but something more grounded, a quiet afternoon on a porch where the world finally stops asking things from you. You sit there, and for the first time in a while, the air isn't a challenge or a chore it’s an embrace, as a light breeze brushes your cheeks, carrying the faint echoes of laughter and birds chirping reminding that life is happening, but for once, you don’t have to be in charge for once.  You close your eyes, letting the sun’s rays kiss your eyelids until the world behind your lashes turns a warm, radiant orange-yellow hue reminiscent Gemstone. It’s a simple moment, so fragile you almost hold your breath, wishing you could stay in it forever. In this space, the transformation happens. You are no longer the weary warrior, knuckles white from gripping the sword, eyes tired from scanning the horizon for the next threat. You are no longer the architect of a fortress bui...

There comes a moment sometimes when you realizes that something or that dream you once held tightly into was never truly meant for you. It stings at first of course and there is that bitterness of letting it go.  But with time, that feeling turns into acceptance, maybe even peace. Let's be real not everything we desire is written for us and for once it may not be a failure, but rather a form of protection. This idea that what is meant for you will find its way; is not always an easy belief, especially in a world that constantly tells us we can achieve anything if we just try hard enough. But what if effort alone isn’t the whole story? that there is a greater purpose beyond our control. For some, this way of thinking may feel uncomfortable or even controversial; which I still can't believe that our society created this tendency to separate life from faith, to basically treat religion as something optional, something to set aside in conversations just to appear more “rational” or...