I am also very woo-woo. I am very spiritual, love n light. I am also very dark. I am very human. Sweat, blood, shit. Also dreams, hopes, aspirations. I am very open and loving. Also…
Author: Anita Puksic
I was raised as a Catholic… post about different names for the same things).
I was raised as a Catholic. It was a religion that grandparents on the both sides of the family were in and perhaps they influenced my parents to continue the tradition. So we went…
Trying to manifest a partner? Maybe my story will inspire you.
For anyone who is trying to manifest a partner (or improve the relationship with a partner), maybe my story will inspire you. I had some painful experiences around love as a teenager. Part of me…
Young entrepreneur: Interview with me about my entrepreneurial journey
My man looking at me: You are kinda intense for quite some time now. Me looking away from a computer for a second: I am answering questions about entrepreneurship. I am passionate about this. Enjoy…
Feminine, masculine, witch hunting, hiding and prophecy in the sky.
There is a theme, that is going on for me this year. I usually have more themes going on, meaning the things I study through observing in myself and in the world. And not only…
Trust.
Hello, my loves! A fresh blog post after a long long time. I’m having again this feeling, when I don’t know if the post will have any sense at the end, if there’s gonna be…
As a child I sometimes felt like a ping pong ball between my mother and father.
They didn’t want to talk with each other sometimes, so I went from one to another and told what the other one say and ask if it’s true. And I would repeat it countless times…
ANTIPERSONAL BRAND
She is a (anti)personal brand. When she dies, she won’t be able to enjoy her legacy that’s why she does not care much about it now. She wants a life well lived. Maybe this could…
Nope. I did not wake up early to make my man a sandwich.
I laugh on the inside, with a smile on my face, Pulaski at night on my ears, on repeat, dreams I dream long times ago coming into my memory and fading away. I look pigeons…
All I want for birthday is…
“Happy Birthday,” she said. “What do you wish for? Probably a job?” “No, mum, I don’t want a regular job.” “But this way you would have a regular income and not be without money like…