For a while, I thought I had to become someone else: calmer, softer, one of those people who are always centered, always at peace. But something in me didn’t feel right. For a while, I actually needed that: I needed to slow down, to stop pushing all the time, to breathe a little. I even wrote about it some time ago, saying that my goal was to become a peaceful soul. And I meant it, at that moment, it felt right. But at some point, something felt off. Not unhappy, just… flat.

The menu was fully vegan. That was enough for some people to stay home. It made me think. Especially because this dinner was for International Women’s Day , a day about dignity, respect and freedom from violence. And I realized something. For me, non violence is not something I apply only when it is comfortable, it is not a principle that changes depending on the situation. If I celebrate empowerment but ignore other forms of harm that are socially accepted, something feels i

There is a sentence that has lived in my head for years: “I will rest when everything is done.” Today, in my journal, I asked myself the question I ask every Sunday: When did you feel most at peace? My answer surprised me: in the evening, after dinner, when I felt I had done everything and finally allowed myself to rest. And then I saw it clearly: that condition will never be met. There will always be something left: dishes, laundry, emails, deadlines, a project that needs re

I have always been a restless soul. For me, being restless doesn’t mean being anxious or dissatisfied. It means having a genuine desire to do many things, to explore different activities, to follow curiosity wherever it leads. I don’t do things because I have to . I do them because I truly want to. I’m interested, engaged, alive. And yet, there’s a fine line between curiosity and overload. Last year I read Four Thousand Weeks  by Oliver Burkeman . In simple terms, the book re

Ortigia Island, December 2025 While preparing for my human physiology exam, I am spending hours studying how the human body functions. Physiology is the science that explains how the body works. It looks at how cells, tissues, organs, and systems carry out their roles and how they cooperate to keep us alive. It is not only about individual parts, but about relationships. About connection. About balance. What amazes me the most is how perfectly balanced the human body is. No s

Paella I notice it in the smallest moments. When I feel calm, my breath softens and I eat slowly. When anxiety rises, I move quickly without even realizing it. Food becomes a quiet mirror. It reflects my emotions long before I put words to them. Recently I noticed that I would eat rice all the time. It felt comforting and familiar, almost like a safe place where my mind could rest. Only later I realised that this choice was not only about taste. It was also about how I felt