Hello! It's me...

Hello! It's me...
but no, this post is not about the Adele's song "Hello".
So then?

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Adele - Hello (YouTube)

Hello everyone, I'm here, I 'm reading you, voting, commenting... and while I think, I look at the screen, I move my fingers, what can I write today?

I just look around, and I look at myself, what's inside my head? I think again, so many ideas, some words and many more emotions. All that comes together, a spark of inspiration and we have a beautiful text to share with others, sometimes even well accompanied by wonderful photos that inspire us.

But at other times, everything seems to come crashing down. Is anyone going to read what I write? Are you there? Does anyone see me there in that immense sea of articles and photographs? Am I invisible? And the motivation is crushed by the incomprehension of a supposed algorithm that ignores us and only rarely seems to remember that we are here, giving the best we have. Isn't that enough?

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That may be the problem, you have to be careful. Do not get carried away by likes and numbers that we cannot control, or is there a way?

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Follow our path, the one we want, the one we feel like, without more pressure, without more push. It is about letting ourselves flow without drowning, we are what we decide, and we are still here, because we want to write.

“Let everything flow and let nothing influence”

(I have to say that in Spanish this sounds better: "Que todo fluya y que nada influya" - Ivan Donalson (YouTube) dixit).

(YouTube screenshot of Ivan Donalson's channel)

And that we must learn, but I know that it is difficult sometimes it is, and for many it is almost always. We are lucky, we expect surprises, we smile and enjoy them, but they don't come when we expect, and that's the problem: expectation. And we cling to that... and it affects us.

Here comes my personal part.

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It affects me because I stick to what I write. I like to write but in a varied way, I like the world and it's hard for me to choose just a small part of it, I'm curious and I think that the more things we like the more we can enjoy, for that reason I write in an eclectic way. How? I write about many things, the ones I like the most:

About distant and near trips, flowers that I find or flowers that I have close by in a pot, motivating sunrises while I run, I describe special moments and emotional moments, I travel new routes, I enjoy nature, I write about what I think, believe and feel . Sometimes about things that I learn, I even try about this whole crypto world that is bringing us together. I spontaneously write about some series that I watch, about deeper history, about a concert that I am passionate about, about colorful food, about natural remedies, about some DIY that I do at home, about my house, about the festivals in my area, and I come back to look at the sea I take photographs, I like it, and I like that my texts also have beautiful images, that give a good feeling, that inspire, that evoke you so much that you move there...

Well, that's me. All this and more, a part always remains behind the screen, another inside us. Many aspects, sensations and thoughts that we keep to ourselves, for offline life. But today I add something else, I realize all this and then two words come to my head:

Detachment and esteem

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Why? Because no matter what happens here, if many read me or nobody does, I'm still me. A person who has not had a good time, who has suffered (I will tell you more maybe or not, because I'm very shy), who feels that still has a lot to heal, still closed, looking for the self-esteem. And this can be dangerous, if we don't know how to handle it well, I'm learning, although different things go through my mind, I stop and stop thinking, I just feel. Whatever happens, I will continue on my way, doing what I believe and feel I should do without further ado. I no longer set myself challenges or goals, or goals that imprison you and leave you dusty, and I take care of my self-esteem. I esteem myself and my words, nothing more.

What a weird post I have written... tomorrow I will change topic again! And you are here reading me, I thank you so much, and greet you one more time:
Hello! It's me... Duvinca.