Happy Valentine's day

February 14. The world outside is submerged in a strange, almost obsessive intent for festivity, wrapped in the red silk of expectations and the noisy glitter of promises that often dissolve before they are even fully spoken. But here, in this enclosed space of my internal dialogue, silence has a different taste—it is thick, almost palpable, like a prayer that has not yet found its words but has already filled my lungs. I watch how the light of the winter sun refracts through the glass, leaving long, pale traces upon the floor, and I think of Love—not as an event, not as a date on the calendar, but as an ontological necessity , as the only breath that justifies our presence in this world of shadows and reflections. The Feast of Love often finds us unprepared because we, in our human fragility, are accustomed to seeking it outside ourselves—in the gaze of the other, in the warmth of a hand, in the confirmation of our own significance through the presence of someone else. Psychoanalytic...

Heavenly Inspiration: An Angel Above the Walnut Grove

 Recently, I captured something that took my breath away — a photograph that preserved not just a moment, but an entire world of unseen beauty. Above one of my favorite places — a quiet walnut grove, surrounded by blooming rosehip bushes — the sky turned into a celestial canvas. And on that canvas, an angel appeared.

Yes, a real angel — formed from clouds, light, and unspeakable gentleness. The image was so clear, so moving, that my heart stood still. This wasn’t just a cloud. It was heavenly art — Sky Art, as I like to call it. A gift from beyond. A reminder that even in the most ordinary of days, a window to the miraculous can open.

Cloud formation resembling an angel above a serene walnut grove with blooming rosehip bushes; soft sunlight filters through the sky, creating a sense of peace and divine presence.

The place where I took it has always carried a special energy — quiet, soft, as if nature itself meditates there. But that day was different. The sky spoke. And in that brief encounter between Earth and Spirit, my camera became a witness to divine artistry.

🌿 "Sky Art" — Art born from light and faith.

Through this photo, I want to share not just beauty, but a reminder: angels are everywhere. We are not alone. If you look closely, you’ll see signs — quiet, gentle, but powerful. They appear when the heart is open and the eyes are awake.

 A walnut grove, the springtime scent of rosehip blossoms, and a heavenly presence — sometimes the miracle is as close as a single glance toward the sky.

 I give thanks to the Heavens for creating so beautifully… and to the heart that dared to look up and capture it.

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