Looking for myself

 In every mirror, in every story i read.

In my clothes, in the words i use when i talk to somebody, in the silence passing trough long insomniac nights.
 Sometimes i feel an empty body and i am not in it.

A holagram of all the little recognizable pieces of Sara, not quite fitting into the human figure.

I imagine my hands opening, breathing in hope and letting go out all those sore memories of the past, waving goodbye to all the misty ghosts of guilt and sorrow.

So easy to forgive others, so hard to be kind to my own skin.

But i am opening my hands and letting go of this sharp heavy rock i have carried for so long.

And it is happening now.

A little bit of pink


I'm still here

My computer is sick and i am without my usual means for posting on this blog, but i'm still here.


Never forget

“Lord, grant me the strength to accept the things I cannot change,

the courage to change the things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference.”

Francis of Assisi

Life lately

Enjoying life outdoors, being with dear friends, taking pictures of everything.

My feet & this adorable kittens

wish you all a wonderful May!