Where you Belong

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Thinking about it. That’s where it all begins.

Right there. In the middle of the night.

Your’e wide awake.

And no matter what you do – you just can’t stop.

There’s this need to find an answer.

A need to figure it out. That one thing –

Whatever it is.

And in that moment you decide.

To believe that you know what your’e doing.

To have faith in the journey.

You spend hours. Days. Weeks. Months.

And then there’s that one moment.

When everything makes sense.

You realize that it was worth it.

That you made it through.

You find an answer to all the why’s.

And once again, hope wins.

Against all the odds.

And it doesn’t seem to be so difficult after all.

You’re no longer staring at the ceiling.

You find a reason.

You find strength.

You look at yourself in the mirror.

And you know that something’s different.

Your’e different.

You’ve evolved.

Into this person who is unbreakable.

Who’s learned how to trust the journey.

Who’s accepted that it’s never going to get easier.

Who’s now ready to do whatever it takes.

You’ve got that smile on your face.

The one that shows that your’e brave.

Your eyes light up.

Burning with passion.

Your’e no longer thinking.

It’s time to go out there and get it.

Get what you’ve wanted for so long.

Get what has kept you awake.

It’s your chance.

And nothing’s stopping you this time.

Because you’ve decided.

Your’e done searching.

This is exactly what you want.

And exactly where you belong.

And before you know it –

There will be no more sleepless nights.


Hope will win again.

And so will you….


Shooting Star

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Don’t give up yet.

For even a shooting star loses its beauty once it passes by.

Yet it leaves us with hope.

Hope that gives us a reason to believe.

To believe that tomorrow we might get exactly what we wished for.

And then, it will all make sense.

It will be worth it.

And all that you will remember is that one night.

That one night when you decided to look up instead of looking away.

Don’t lose that chance.

Dream instead. About mountains and seas.

About white horses and carriages.

About magical creatures and giant beanstalks.

Because it’s not too crazy and you’ll never be too old.

Reset the limits. Break free.

It’s never too late.

Too late to witness a miracle.

So, don’t.

Don’t give up.

Because shooting stars do exist.


Look up.

Make a wish.

And dream…







Feelings, Poetry

Perfect Nonsense


You’re living in a fantasy world

None of which makes much sense,

But yet you choose to believe

That there’s a spark of hope,

One that’s powerful, bright and dense


Enough to lighten up the sky

Just like the shooting star,

That you eagerly wait for every night

To wish upon,

Until it disappears to somewhere far


Carrying that one dream

That keeps you awake at night,

Makes you want to give it your all

And reminds you that it’s all worth a fight


One that would end someday

And leave you with nothing but victory,

Turning your life around

And leaving you with a new story


That will be read over and over again

In times of doubt, by your heart

And while your mind may always call it “perfect nonsense”,

You will still choose to believe in it,

As you find that little spark ……..



















Feelings, Poetry

All You Have To Do Is Dream


Thoughts are just thoughts

Until they turn into dreams,

And dreams are just dreams

Until they become real


And once that happens

We close our eyes again,

To take a moment

To know how it feels


To measure the happiness

To thank the pain,

To acknowledge the fear

Of having to do it all again


We embrace the fire

Within our soul,

And gather the courage

To keep moving on


To build the bridges

To destinations unknown,

And forget the ones

That somebody had once shown


Burning till the end

And setting ourselves free,

From who we once were

To become all that we can be….

Feelings, Poetry

Paint Me A New World


Paint me a new world,

Where I can stare at the stars,

Without thinking twice about

How far they really are


Where I can continue to travel,

For hundreds of miles

Not once worrying about where I’ll end up,

But being sure to spread a few smiles


Where I can choose to fly,

Or to dance in the rain

Where love is all that there is to give

And there’s no room for pain


Where time can stop for a while

And moments could simply last longer

Where I could take a minute to admire

How far I’ve come and how I’ve become stronger


I choose to believe in unicorns,

Rainbows and other crazy things

So, would you be the one to paint me a new world?

One full of magic and countless dreams?








Experiences, Feelings

Ponies, Rainbows, Mountains and Birds


“¿Cómo te llamas?”

(What’s your name?)


“Y, ¿Cuántos años tienes?”

(And, how old are you?)




That was it. A short conversation that was going to lead to a re-discovery of who I was – or who I wanted to be. Valeria was a little girl I met at work a few days ago – my colleague’s daughter. She was 8 years old, but had reminded me of something that had long been forgotten as I made my way through the ups and downs of life.

“Quieres dibujar en la pizarra?”

(Do you want to draw on the blackboard)

She handed me a blue marker and picked up a purple one in her hand.

“Pero…¿Qué debo dibujar? I asked.

(But, what should I draw?)

“Una casa!”

(A house)

“Ok”, I replied

Now honestly, I wasn’t really an expert at drawing. But somehow, I managed to draw a crooked looking house with a chimney on top. It was surrounded by trees and had two windows. Once I finished, I went over to her side of the board- and was amazed by what I saw.

She had drawn a huge house – more like a mansion. It was made of red bricks. Outside the mansion was a big black car – a limo. It was beautiful – but what struck me the most was a little nameplate that she had made outside the door.

“Casa del Futuro”, it read.

“Quiero vivir aqui. Es mi sueño. Es possible, no?”, she said as she looked up at me and smiled.

(I want to live here. It’s my dream. It is possible, right?)

“Si, como no!”, I replied.

(Of course, why not!)

And that’s when my thoughts started racing. I began to think of all the things that I had dreamt of till now. Those that I had been able to turn into reality. Those that I had given up on because I was told they were “too big”. Those that I was yet to see.

Could someone possibly live their dream by simply wanting to?

Was there really something that was “too big” to imagine?

My thoughts were broken by her voice-

“Es tu turno. Que es tu sueño?”

(It’s your turn. What’s your dream?)

Once again, she handed me the blue marker, and silently waited for me to begin.

At first, I wasn’t too sure, but then all of a sudden I knew exactly what I wanted to draw.

I began to draw large strokes on the board. Thinking about something that I had dreamt of. Five minutes later, I had finished. I stepped back and waited for her to say something.

“Un libro?”, she asked.

(A book?)

“Si”, I replied.


“Quiero ser una escritora.”, I said.

(I want to be a writer)

There – I had said it out loud. I wanted to be a writer. I had shared my dream with the little girl who stood beside me. Maybe that’s all I needed to do. Want to become the person I had always dreamt of becoming. Maybe this was the first step – one which I had finally taken. Maybe this was a new beginning – the beginning that would let me live my dream someday. Once again, I heard her voice.

“Ahora es mi turno!”, she said.

(“Now it’s my turn!”)

And then we continued drawing – ponies, rainbows, mountains and birds. Everything that we could think of. Without worrying about whether our wishes could ever be fulfilled. Without letting anyone limit our imagination. Without any sense of time or space. Without fear.

I had never felt better. And I was grateful. To the little girl who had handed me the blue marker and asked me to draw. Who had asked me about my dreams. Who had taught me something important – To believe in myself. To dare to give a shot at things that were “too big” to imagine. To want to live my dream.

My beautiful encounter had ended, and had left me with a lesson for life. One which had lit a spark of hope in my mind. One which would always remain in my heart.





















The Escape


Choosing not to take

The path she once knew,

She decided to wander,

To look for a clue

All she wanted,

Was to fly

A blanket of clouds,

A piece of the mighty sky

Step by step,

Mile after mile,

Her faith grew stronger

that the adventure would be worthwhile

She heard a million voices,

Calling her name

But this was her only chance

To live life again

She dared to cross the mountains

To sail across the sea

To get rid of all the barriers

And break free…


Every Girl’s Dream


One day, he’s going to take me away,

To someplace really far,

Where everything is perfect,

Where we could wish upon star

A wish that this would last forever,

And we together would live our dream

A silent prayer that we could handle things,

No matter how crazy they seem

Each day would begin with happiness,

And end with words of love,

Each moment would be bliss,

A blessing from the one above

Our love would be infinite,

One which nobody can define,

I would simply be his,

And he would just be mine…….




How many times have you come up with an amazing idea and dreamed about it becoming true?

How often do we actually take the decision to implement one of them and take a leap forward?

The truth is, very few of us do.

When it comes to taking chances, we usually prefer to stick to a secure plan which would definitely lead us to achieving something; even if that something isn’t even close to what we desire.

But what exactly is it that stops us from pursuing that one goal? Why do we stop thinking about what could actually be the biggest life-changing moment for us?

The answer is simple.

“What If?” – A question that always leads to a battle between the heart and the mind. It marks the beginning of the end of a possibility, and also forces us to forget about what we actually want to end up doing.

“What if I am not talented enough?”

“What if I don’t look good?”

“What if I don’t like what I order?”

 “What if I run out of money to operate the business?”

Be it as simple as a decision about what to eat to a more complex one which could make or break our career, these two words have the power to change it all.

In most cases, the end result is always something similar to “I don’t think so”.

Yet, despite all the odds, some of us still wonder if things could be different, and if we could actually live our dream. The answer to that is – “Of course!”

But it takes more than this realization to achieve something substantial. Along with the positive attitude, you also need to put in a lot of hard work and be confident. Sometimes, things may not work out even after that effort. But does that really mean that you should give up? “Of course not!”

Success always comes after failure right? This is true in all cases. So, what is it that some people do differently which allows them to win this battle? The answer is “Dare”.

Dare to be different. Dare to take that risk. Dare to desire.

And at the end of it all,

Dare to forget about WHAT IF!