Once it happened that one afternoon there was no one at home except me and my older sister.
I was around 6 or 7 years old, and she was a teenager. I was playing with some worms in our garden, and she was studying in her room.
I remember I had created or discovered something super fascinating. With excitement I ran to show it to my sister. I thought she would be amazed and encourage me. I opened the door to her room and she screammmmmmmed at me. She screamed so loudly and with so much hate. It shook me…
Sometimes, to grow
you must execute yourself
to rise again
from your ashes
as a better you.
This is rebirthing.
How did it happen to me?
I was climbing up a mountain for a few years. I took down massive battles in my course. I held my ground and kept climbing. My climb was swift at times and strenuous other times. I kept climbing.
Until I reached the highest height of the mountain. I could see the horizon. I want to be beyond the horizon. It was beautiful and painful. I knew I had to rise higher. …