girl made of starlight.

*-The universe is filled with countless of stars. 

each star has an important place in the universe, they are unique.
like a star every single person has a special place in this world.
everyone of us, no matter how we are, is equally important. 
simply because we are all a shining star in someone´s life and universe.
and most importantly our own.-*

Lately i´ve been focusing on light and energy, on the glowing stars and the good vibes of the universe.

No matter how messy the cosmos might be these days, i´m determined to see it as a beautiful kaleidoscope. 

Instead of seeing a tube full of broken glass i want to to see the pieces refracting the light, 

shifting into infinite and beautiful odd shaped reflections.

I want to see beyond the pieces and find colorful mirrors instead.

After all, there´s beauty in the broken. we just need to see the light in between.

Use the magic within you, make it your own crystal ball, cast a spell on life and feed your head with positive thoughts.

Wish on everything. believe in yourself and spread "I can-s" and "I will-s" all over the place.

 "...choose to believe in your own myth, your own glamour . your own spell.

a young woman who does this (even if she is just pretending) has everything...."

Remember, we are children of the universe. we have a right to be here.

And like the stars, we have a right to shine.

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“Rock n' roll is dream soup, what's your brand?”- Patti Smith

 .You could listen to songs and actually learn how to live.

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"Be afraid of an unlived life. You don’t have to live forever, you just have to live".

“Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance
and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives...
and to the "good life", whatever it is and wherever it happens to be.”
- Hunter S. Thompson

These days inspiration is trying to make its way between an unstable present and an intoxicating reality.
Meanwhile, i find comfort sailing in a sea of pleasures like books, fashion, wine, music, movies, muses, poetry, warm kisses and falling stars.
When seasons change, waves crash, winds blow harder, we realise we are just crooked souls trying to stay up straight when the day is over.
Sometimes, i think it would be much better if i was a fictional character with a written script of my life... but then again, when i think it over, i realise it´s much better if i write my own lines, even if it takes me some time. I´m a slave to my emotions, my likes, my dislikes, my passions, my smiles, my tears, my mistakes, to most of my desires and i know i want them all on my script because they remind me of who i am. Let´s see if i can work on the permanent delete of the words ´fear´and ´anxiety´ and make them fade away like the smoke of rose incense sticks once and for all.

I figured if we can´t escape reality, we should buy her a drink and toast to "the good life"!
´It´s all happening´, remember?.
It´s up to us to see the magic surrounding us.

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Down the rabbit hole. A land of wonders.

Curioser, believer, escapist, dreamer, love chaser, star gazer.
Too many names for just one girl.
These days my mind is like a caterpillar who puffs kaleidoscope thoughts and thrilling images in a land of wonders.
In my world everything is nonsense these days. It´s more like "Lostland" most of the time.
Reality seems to fade like the smoke of colorful incense sticks finding a way into a marmalade heaven.
There´s a mad hatter inside my head who often pours "what if-s"and flirts with my crazy ideas.
There´s a cat who grins from ear to ear and says i´m entirely bonkers. He whispers perfect songs and weird poetry and makes me speak in lyrics.
I´m always looking through the looking colored glass. Maybe i fall down the rabbit hole too many times.
I´m a girl who thinks of at least six impossible things before breakfast. Sometimes it´s hard to be a dreamer in the real world.
Like Alice, i´m trying to figure out who i am at the end of the day.
I wish there was a magic bottle that made the good things stay and a perfect cake that made the bad things go away. Permanently, i mean.
I would DRINK the good and EAT the bad.
A mad tea party comes to mind right now. Tea, cake and a book full of pictures is the reality i want to live in right now
till i´m full and ready to follow a white rabbit into a new and better adventure. The clock is always ticking...
but there´s always time to fall down the rabbit hole one more time.

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Mirror of the girl´s eyes.

And when the girl thought the world was a rainbow she could explore, she got a birthday gift that would light up her world even more.

As soon as she got her new camera, she just knew she would not be alone on new adventures,
she knew straightaway she could trust her new friend and share her bohemian universe with her.

The girl would rest on a a third eye, she was determined to find beauty before her own.

Like a mirror of her kaleidoscope eyes, her camera would reflect a sky with colorful diamonds on each snapshot,
even the stars would be jealous wanting some of that magic behind the lens.
She was ready to capture a world that would inspire her heart and soul.
The camera would suddenly become an extension of her blue green eyes.
Inspiration would be like falling glitter and the universe would naturally unfold.
She could not wait to turn ephemeral moments into eternal treasured memories.
It took a simple snap and it was love at first sight.
Happy Valentine´s Day, everyone.

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She leaves only good wishes behind.

I finally made my three wishes and seeked for the universe complicity.
I was chased by a celebration of love and ended up making toasts flashing gold on the sea.
My soul greeted sweet emotions, my mind flew over cotton candy clouds and my heart stalked evening stars.
My birthday left a sky of chocolate, a field of wishes scattered like fresh strawberries and a mood of happy thoughts in the shape of multicolored confetti.
I got by with a little help of my wine, the ones close to my heart and my dear friend, Mr. pink champagne.
I did not leave any footprints on the beach but the echo of humming tunes, chocolate crumbs, poetic verses, sweet kisses and carnival smiles.
Like a ballerina, i danced in the sand amongst birthday candles and tried to swim to the moon under a silver horizon.
I laughed, i smiled, i partied, i lost myself in a captivating paradise.
The wind brought me some wings as a gift, the wild child inside me felt like playing with him.
That magical day taught me i have to grow but never grow up.
I want to skip that and go from one childhood to another, as Fitzgerald would say.
Always keep my inner child alive cause age doesn´t count. A young heart is all that matters.
A young heart, nice memories of floral haloes, good wishes left behind
and lovely messages from lovely people like you guys.
Thank you for so much love.

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