Life Lesson #1 Roll with it, 1 Playlist.

Life lesson #1

Just roll with it.

It is the really the only way.

Don’t fight it, it doesn’t work anyway. Feel that negative force… then step away from that resistance, nothing to see here.

Resistance is, as always, futile ; )

Here are just some of my of my favourite songs on that fabulous album by SOLA ROSA, Get it together.

I can’t stop playing these albums since I found them. They are the things at the moment I turn to the most perhaps.

I love the unique, slightly quirky Latin energy to them. With some fantastic rhythms and musicians to get lost in and get your wiggle well and truly on.

Two of the most useful things I do to help with stress or when I get up on the wrong side of the bed and need to raise my vibrations and shake it of.

I do just that, I get up and dance like no ones watching to music that moves me.

Then Meditate, trust me a day without music, movement and meditation is not the same kind of day at all. Both the control and the loss of control in utter,mindless nowness, Is transformative to me.

More too from another album I can’t stop playing. The awesome GUTS, les Bienheureux, it is SO good, with some beautiful little brass for base, with both witty and musically brilliant.

With just a touch of MO HORIZONS and the Banana Soundsystem, to finish with.

Three of the albums that keep me sane at the moment.

Enjoy you lovely things,

Love, love, love To all. X

Eight Undeniable Truths That Are Going to Change Your Life

I was just writing a post for today about how life is suffering, yet still gratitude should always be the order of the day, Every day. When I saw yet another fabulous piece by Cristian Mihai.

I love all his work, his style and fascinating content. Also I can’t tell you how much I have learned from him, nor how much I wish I could write as beautifully as he does. He is a real write, clear, concise, captivating storytelling, even of the otherwise every day.

I enjoy and learn from them all, but here is just a little taster for your delectation. If you are a new or serious blogger and need some help or mentor on blogging, then look no further.

Check out the Art of Blogging here https://artofblogging.net/ for everything blogging, multiple courses on blogging and even a book too.

Also his own personal blog Cristian Mihai https://cristianmihai.net/ for everything from motivational and philosophical musings to success, personal development and health, which are all equally brilliant.

The truth does not change based on your ability to accept it.

I do my best to live life in a way that I am aware of what I do, while also trying not to chase things that are outside of my control.

Here are some of those truths that help me stay in control of my life.

Life is pain

Life is pain, highness. Anyone who says differently is selling something.”  William Goldman

The first person that comes to mind is Gary Vaynerchuk, whose constant social media posting encourages folks to chase happiness instead of money.

Well, sorry to break it to you, but life is pain. If you do not accept this, life is going to break your heart on a daily basis.

The pursuit of happiness? How does that even work? How does one go about it? How long does it last?

Don’t wish for fairytales. Just don’t.

The truth is that you have to make use of your suffering. That you must do your best to choose the battles you want to fight.

Do what is hard every single day, do what is meaningful, and happiness will come as a by-product of your actions.

Envy is the most stupid thing ever

“People always get what they want. But there is a price for everything. Failures are either those who do not know what they want or are not prepared to pay the price asked them. The price varies from individual to individual. Some get things at bargain-sale prices, others only at famine prices. But it is no use grumbling. Whatever price you are asked, you must pay.” – W.H. Auden

There’s a price that one must pay for anything. The price is sometimes time, sometimes energy, sometimes compromising oneself.

If someone has more than you, if someone is better than you at a certain skill, you can rest assured that they are worst than you in other areas.

We get what we are willing to sacrifice for.

I spent eight years writing before I earned a single dollar. I was living mostly on coffee, Coca-Cola, and cigarettes. I was also a recluse. I felt as if there was this invisible wall between me and the rest of the world. I cannot count the times I cried whenever I saw people who were in love or seemed to be.

I paid the price. To be able to write my stories, to share them with the world.

Think about that next time you feel like being envious of someone else’s success or achievements. They paid the price. You didn’t.

Cynicism is going to poison your soul

“Michelangelo’s great perfect marble David cries out to its observer: “You could be more than you are.” When you dare aspire upward, you reveal the inadequacy of the present and the promise of the future. Then you disturb others, in the depths of their souls, where they understand that their cynicism and immobility are unjustifiable. You play Abel to their Cain. You remind them that they ceased caring not because of life’s horrors, which are undeniable, but because they do not want to lift the world up on to their shoulders, where it belongs.” – Jordan B. Peterson

Here in Romania a lot of folks tend to believe that rich people are all thieves. Corrupt. They did something bad to acquire their fortunes. And when I tell them that they could also steal, they look at me like…

Play by the rules, if you want to win. If you hate the game, hate the players, you’re only going to be bitter about it for the rest of your life.

You know those guys who call the police whenever a neighbor throws a party?

Well, they do so because no one ever invites them to parties. The same goes for guys who slut-shame women, people who hate on the rich, on the famous, on the talented, on every single other category.

The dog that can bite, almost never has to

“Morality is just a fiction used by the herd of inferior human beings to hold back the few superior men.” – Friedrich Nietzsche

We have a saying here in Romania: the dog that barks never bites. The people who are most vocal about their beliefs, about ethics, about the way that we should live our lives, they are most afraid of the chaos that life truly represents.

You know one of the best ways you can gain self-confidence and speak up for yourself? If you are strong enough to defend yourself physically. Funny. But true.

The thing is, unless one is capable of being bad, he cannot be considered good.

A rabbit is not good. It is harmless. Being harmless, being the nice guy, that’s not going to get you the kind of life you dream about. Avoiding conflict makes it so that you attract conflict.

Just take a look at the kind of kids that get bullied. As a matter of fact, take a close look at kids aged 2 to 4 and the way they play together. How mean and aggressive they are. They lie, they steal, they fight. Little monsters.

I think it’s almost a miracle we don’t all end up as serial killers.

There’s a certain darkness in each and all of us, and we must accept our own darkness, and we must be willing to face the darkness in other people’s souls.

Pretending otherwise? You’re just setting yourself up to be exploited by those who do accept the darkness that lies in each and every single one of us.

Think about it.. if you expect the lion to not eat you because you didn’t eat it, guess what’s going to happen?

Intentions don’t matter

“Remember, people will judge you by your actions not your intentions. You may have a heart of gold but so does a hard-boiled egg.”  Maya Angelou

A few years ago I was deeply in love. Or so I’d define what I was feeling back then. One fine morning, after a particularly long and tedious fight the night before, she decided to break up with me. I didn’t expect it, never thought it could happen.

All I could do was cry and tell her that I loved her as much as I could. That was it. All I could do. What I felt for her, I couldn’t feel more of. There wasn’t more to be felt. There wasn’t room in my heart to love anyone or anything else but her.

It didn’t matter, of course.

The rabbits from my previous truth on life are probably judging her as insensitive and cold.

Here’s the thing: in life, everyone except your mother is going to judge you by your actions. It does not matter that you tried to do the right thing. Did you do it? That’s all that matters.

It does not matter how much you love someone or what you’re willing to do for them, it matters if you love them the way they want to be loved, if you are the person they want to love.

Unhappy kids raise unhappy kids

“The child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth”  African proverb

A mother is supposed to love her child unconditionally. It does seem to be the one element an awful lot of successful people have in common, but not the only one.

Children are fragile, and you can even break them by giving them too much love and attention, or by never saying no, or by trying to protect them from what you consider to be a dangerous world.

It took me years and years to understand my own self, to get rid of traumas that I had the tendency to downplay.

And the demons that we acquire when we are kids (that we sometimes end up calling destiny) are not so easy to get rid out.

Habits, not goals

“Successful people just do the things that seem to make no difference in the act of doing them and they do them over and over and over until the compound effect kicks in.”  Jeff Olson

It’s February and I bet that the vast majority of people who set New Years Resolutions have already failed at them.

Goals are not as exciting as we think they are. As a matter of fact, most of the time reaching a goal is not as satisfying as daydreaming about it.

Habits, on the other hand, can last a lifetime.

Develop the habits. Focus on the twenty-four hours ahead of you.

Ask yourself who do you want to be, and do something today that brings you closer to becoming that person.

Be a king. Always.

“About this time he had the sarcophagus and body of Alexander the Great brought forth from its shrine, and after gazing on it, showed his respect by placing upon it a golden crown and strewing it with flowers; and being then asked whether he wished to see the tomb of the Ptolemies as well, he replied, “My wish was to see a king, not corpses.”  Suetonius

Be the king of your own life. Of your own soul. True mastery is mastery over oneself. Speak the truth, even if your voice shakes. Especially if your voice shakes. You are going to die, no matter what. Do not beg for moments or temporary comfort.

Be a king. Keep your head high.

And remember, always remember, that if you stand for nothing, you will fall for everything. It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees.

If the world asks you who you are, you speak loud and clear, because you if you do not, it will tell you and you won’t like it.


These are some of the truths that I try to remind myself on a daily basis. There are, of course, a lot more, like the fact that most people are wrong (and it always helps to stay away from what the majority thinks or believes in or does), or the fact that we must do something hard every single day, or that we must embrace uncertainty.

What do you think? What are some undeniable truths that you figure o

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Pomegranate love…

One of my absolute favourite fruits. So good for you and full of antioxidants, if they really exist? I Don’t know about you, but I am trying to eat more of them.

Although I can only think of a few fruits on the entire planet, that I don’t love. This is definitely near the top, of my top 10 and yes, sadly I have thought about it.

Realistically I would need to live in Asia to be able to grow and pick all the fruits I love best.

I remember from childhood so much Art laden with bursting pomegranates. Always looking like the richest most generous bounties of all the fruits.

The pomegranate was used in art as a symbol of fertility, desire and abundance understandably, but also resurrection and immortality, inspired by the mythological story of Persephone and Hades.

It has always stuck me as such a glamorous fruit. With an incredible balance of both organic and geometric lines. Another genius and breathtaking work of structure and design.

Word of warning though, speaking as one shopping in Europe. If you want to eat them, namely they be sweet enough to eat and not juice, I recommend the smaller Spanish type or the lighter fruit and skinned ones. They may not look all that, but they really are the best to eat.

Conversely the giant Iranian and Middle Eastern ones that look the most beautiful and the ripest, with its exquisitely deep dark fruit and often even a delicate pinkish blush to the skin. Are in fact really, really sour. Which is great for juices and must have way less fructose which has got to be a good thing. Also perhaps because of such a darker colour fruit maybe even more nutritiously beneficial I’m guessing, from what she know now about dark fruits and vegetables. Any nutritionists out there know if this is the case here too?

Though they are also really hard to eat without, at least minimal contorted sour face and I love sour. Not only that but also they have giant seeds which are way to big to crunch, and realistically who is going to want to eat a fruit with seeds that size, seed by seed?

Odly some of the Spanish ones that don’t even look ripe enough, having barely attained any blush yet, are already the sweetest and most delicious. Their smaller seeds also means that whole handfuls can then be poured into your mouth at once. Or used in cooking as I do and put into a fabulous winter fruit salad with a load of cinnamon. MmmmmmYum. Well if you like cinnamon that is.

What are they like in the rest of the world?

Street Art, Icons of the screen. X

These are friggin AWESOME. The detail and accuracy at that scale is utterly remarkable.

Do we take the time to see that this is a part of our renaissance or rather continual naissance? Our birth of the new forms of arts.

These are surely just the same. Arts pushing boundaries and evolving as they must with the time, using anything it can to thrive and stay alive.

These are our generations young new artists doing the same as those artists did then. The rebels, the visionaries the ones who continually surprise us and move us so masterfully forward.

Like the rappers, I believe, our new voice of poetry, not all perhaps, but the great and the bright and even film scores surely our new equivalent classical composers.

Because it did not sound classical or old to them then did it? It was current then, and often groundbreaking even.

Wasnt it, of it’s time, a revolution of the old. Its ancestors natural evolution and progression onwards?

Though it is true that often Art is soberly lead to where the money is In Film most definitely too, that’s where people now get paid to write scores for film and tv. Which is no differently to a king or nobleman commissioning a portrait in the 15 C.

Which undoubtedly has always coloured the freedom of some arts over the centuries.

This is not.

This has no money attached to it, no rules, just Art straight and free from the heart.

And you gotta love that. X

Timeless Tattoos.

I love a bit of body Art and these are some real artists and genuine works of Art.

Although I don’t have any my self, i have designed a few.

Maybe because I had family in places were vaccinations were essential, I grew up with so many that I am became more than a little shy of needles.

Always a pain and seemingly more of a necessary evil to me. Rather than being associated with any thing nice, let alone a passion of mine like art.

Apart from I do so love them on others. Well Only The beautiful ones obviously. Anyone who has ever watched the hysterical tatoo fixers? Will know that some are just so not art. But also can end in some unbelievable disasters. Particularly when decided on when alcohol was involved.

Plus my love of fashion means I could never chose just one design, I would want to change it all the time, so never going to happen. Also I love the giant arty ones, which are just Ouch. X

Curiously my tattoo addicted friends claim not to feel it much, or at least don’t seem to mind it. Quite clearly they don’t, with the amount they have. But for someone who thought they had a fairly high pain threshold, still…Naaa.

Some of these are just gorgeous Mmmmmmastertimepieces. X