vive ut vivas

i heart new york

the city that never sleeps. i dreamt of you before i saw you, and have since been utterly in love. maybe it is the promises of dreams, the big city life, colourful spirits, manhattan skylines. a café for the dreamer. and the broadway. i love every bit of it.

new york. i miss new york.

beautiful dreams of youth II

spring days. dreams of youth and secret gardens. photographs from last year with a girl i miss.

happy easter

* feathers picked and collected from the woods (thank you birdies) 
* bird and egg craft
* celebrate life on easter, stay cruelty-free 

france impression

an almost pictureless love note. but oh, so full of colors and bliss. close my eyes, and i can see the beauty of southern france, the train and bus rides along the curvy, wild coast, a blue fresh sea, exotic palm trees and rocky mountains. purple wild flowers climbing the rocks and hills, beautifully entangled like a melody of spring. white blossoming trees with crowns swaying in the wind, amidst a green landscape so breathtaking, it’s a world in bloom. french houses, vintage living. a place i’ve longed to be.

a space of true peace. with companies, that touches the fragrant heart, constantly teaching me new things and a new way of being. a glimpse into my Beloved’s eyes, remembering thinking, ‘i could die happy now‘. how much you bless us. reminded once again of the purpose of living, ‘it’s not how long you live, it’s how you live.’ words, love, coinciding perfectly with the holiday of easter and it’s celebration of…life. resurrection. faith. the future looks ever bright. i want to live my life to the fullest. in love and in awe, by your grace.

thankful. moved (to the deep). so lucky to be born into this life, for this experience. mon bien-aimé.

note to self: always bring with camera. polish my french… oh, and learn chinese, oui oui.

an angel’s presence

to the one who has loved

to the one who’s given so much

to the one who will always be remembered,

with love.

true identity