
47. My space with a view of the sea
I carried a simple desk with my own hands. Scratched, like me — yet it stands by the window, facing the sea.
Soul Café
“Imagination is more important than knowledge.”
— Albert Einstein
Where do you need imagination more than another explanation?
Sit with it for a moment. If it opens something in you, you can enter Soul Café and leave a quiet thought.
Enter Soul Café
I carried a simple desk with my own hands. Scratched, like me — yet it stands by the window, facing the sea.

The Rose of Jericho is more than a desert plant. It is a friend, a reminder that after every silence there is

Not every wall is made of stone.
Some are made of memories.
This is for the hearts still learning how

In a world where gods were crowned for being untouchable,
a quiet figure in the valley taught a different truth:

An old man sits by a stream, staring into his own reflection… but the water remembers more than he does.
This

We do not always see the way — not because it is dark, but because we close the soul’s eyes. This message

A soul made of fragments — imperfect, honest, alive. A whisper from someone who refused to disappear. Still here. Still burning.

At first, it feels wrong.
Not because something is missing —
but because nothing is interrupting you.

A raw, intimate letter from your soul to the part of you that’s tired of giving. You are not too much. You

What if your worth wasn’t tied to winning?
This piece explores the quiet courage of those who choose tenderness over triumph