Thoughts | Inês Paler

Broken Wings

A wounded bird at my feet became a metaphor for my own broken wings. Now, as I raise ducks and geese, each bird I help heal teaches me something about my own recovery.

Hoje uma ferida do passado voltou a marcar presença. Um aniversário. E a dor tornou-se mais marcante pelo desamparo que senti hoje.Virei-me para um ombro e estava frio, outro estava ausente.Quando tentei falar da minha aflição,...

Lights

Family, Thoughts

Lights We had guests visiting a few days ago, and I was recommended to write here again. I have a...

Jellyfish Stings

Thoughts

Was this another moment where I was about to go through something awfully unpleasant, but then get through it?

Spinning

Personal, Thoughts

This is all very new, so the research, while growing, is still not robust and widely spread. This is also very old, so it ends up aligning with the wisdom of our elders: sleep well, eat well, move well.

Intimacy

Personal, Thoughts

and suddenly we clash, as if wanting to hit our chests like a gorilla and, out of pride, yell “back off”, “this is my space”.

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