My mother told us a wonderful story about her first date with my father.
“Sixty years ago Misha and I were young and in love. We had just started dating. It was spring in Siberia with a bright sun th...
This article is dedicated to Abby May
My birthday this year started in a very special way.
In the early morning, I was walking along a deserted beach. It was a windy, gloomy and unfriendly day. Heavy ...
I know for sure that in a past life I was a small, fast, curious and courageous fish.
When I first jumped into the transparent tropical waters of Bermuda five years ago to swim with a mask, I realise...
Sometimes it happens that our plans, which we have long and lovingly built, crumble in an instant.
Do we need to despair and give up? Not a chance! We start building new plans and, when we realise th...
Each August, our family leaves for a remote island lost among the endless boreal forests and thousands of lakes in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness of northern Minnesota.
This enchanted islan...
In our society we are conditioned to believe that we can achieve things quickly, almost overnight, but real change takes a long time. It begins with small steps that become the journey of a lifetime.
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It was 7am on Saturday. The hot summer sun had just begun its slow trek through the shimmering sky. Immaculate snow white clouds changed in beautiful shapes above the edge of the turquoise sea.
This m...
A few days ago I painfully tried to learn a complex computer programme. I spent a long and exhausting day at my desk, trying all possible options to understand how it worked. Gradually, my many hours ...
I conducted two wellness workshops for cancer patients and survivors right in the window of three weeks between my chemotherapy and radiotherapy.
Many people back then were puzzled, asking me why I w...
On June 18, Father’s Day, for the first time in many years, I took out one of the few surviving photographs of my father and me.
This faded piece of paper magically transported me back in time, to 45...