Journal

butterflies

 This morning I stepped out of the lifts and saw a pretty butterfly sitting on the wall. I said: “Oh you, poor thing, You spent all night locked in this tiny corridor. Come here I’ll get you out of here.” To my surprise she climbed my finger and happily sat there till I brought her back to our balcony and helped her to take off and fly away. With pleasant satisfaction I took elevator back to

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Categories : Diary
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12 July

My guitar…

Sometimes I feel that there is a little guitar inside of me, somewhere within the left side of my chest. Various external stimuli pluck and tug at the strings compelling them to vibrate, filling the room, where my soul dwells, with sounds. Sometimes the sounds interweave beautifully, creating a harmony inside me. But occasionally a wild string is struck which then gives off a wolf note that brings on dissonance and irritability. It also happens, that

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Categories : Diary, My Inner Journey

Singing, songwriting, recording and performing is only a tiny top of a huge iceberg. There’s so much more to learn and to do (not very music related and not visible to public). I stopped performing to devote myself to studying so I can get a better understanding of the music industry and to have a clearer picture before I embark onto my new musical adventure. Sometimes I feel frustrated for being drawn away from the

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Categories : My Music Journey

  In the past I was somewhat skeptical of such statements as “I cannot live without…” something or someone. Now, more and more often, I catch myself out with the thought that I cannot live without… Music. No matter how trite it may sound. Of course I can exist without music, but to live  – I cannot. Some sort of desert surrounds me when there’s no music in my life. Desert, drought and greyness. The sound of music transforms

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Categories : My Music Journey
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Last night I have experienced a touch of magic… or the power of thought, whatever you call it… We were playing a game with 5 y.o. Lileana. Before throwing a dice she said she wanted to get “SIX”. But she’s got “TWO” instead. I looked at her cunningly, took the dice, gently whispered: “Magic-magic, send me SIX” and threw it. It was SIX. Lilee got upset and impatiently threw the dice. It was only ONE.

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guinea pig

Once upon a time there lived a girl – a guinea pig, called Masha. She was cheeky like the girl from  “Masha and The Bear,”   only she looked more like The Bear: brown, hairy and a bit clumsy.       One day we decided to get her a girlfriend who would keep her a company and fill her days with more fun. The new girl we called Dasha.  Masha and Dasha went along really

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