A Magic of Doubting

A Magic of Doubting

The suitcase is still in the corner, unopened, and I feel the pull of every choice I’ve made. Every day I question myself.Sometimes it’s small — wondering if I packed enough, if I made the right decision, if I should have stayed or left.Other times, 

Are the Eyes a Mirror or a Gateway to the Soul?

Are the Eyes a Mirror or a Gateway to the Soul?

For years I wondered if eyes were just mirrors, reflecting only what others wanted to see. But sometimes, someone sees the soul instead — a quiet, magical gateway to connection.