Happy 250th Independence Day, United States.
Two hundred and fifty years — that is a lot, isn’t it? I don’t know your whole history. I wasn’t born in the United States, and I haven’t lived what you have lived.…
Two hundred and fifty years — that is a lot, isn’t it? I don’t know your whole history. I wasn’t born in the United States, and I haven’t lived what you have lived.…
It’s a day before I turn 30. And here is what I feel… So many things happened not the way I wanted, but I guess they happened the way they needed to. I…
I don’t know if I could imagine a more magical story myself… That day, I had just returned from a wild, profound journey – hitchhiking, with no plan, across the whole country, through…
Have you ever had an idea that felt less like something you thought of, and more like something that arrived? You know, that state where you aren’t the one making a decision? You…
I always feel stressed to share things like this. Because it goes from the depth. It goes from the sacred space and this makes me feel vulnerable. The last few years have been…
“Your ideas are great, you will definitely succeed, and I wish you good luck.” I hear this phrase too often, especially in recent days. Last week on Sunday night we were in Lisbon.…
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