Little inspirations


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Beautiful reader,

Every dilemma has a solution.

Every tough moment becomes a lessons if we manage to stop resisting it. Only when we allow ourselves to be carried away by that strange, impatient wave, we start growing. We become stronger. Fearless. Just like Sofia Sal.

We will collect on this page called “Little inspirations” thoughts send by our passionate contributors, part of Hortus Casia, meant to sweeten the cloudy times.

I want us to share life lessons, principles, opinions, humor. I want us to get to know each other as friends, here, in the lavender garden. Let’s laugh, cry, confess our love, forgive and be forgiven, contemplate our dearest.

The little stories shall bring you questions and confusion. Meditate for a couple of minutes when you recognise yourself in any of those thoughts. I promise you are going to see small and coloured differences in yourself. YES, in the ones around you as well.

Let’s embrace the new perspectives and cheer a glass of aged wine for the new challenge of discovering oneself, without any masks. For you, my reader!

With love,

Paula

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