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Author and Speaker
Malgorzata Pasko-Szczech
Musings...
There are so many realities within us, all complementing each other and congruent to who we are.
Find Yours.
Portrait Of A Woman
She was a very special woman.
She taught me to love butterflies...
She taught me NOT to accept something as my fate just because that's what is expected of me.
She taught me to 'live in my mind' because she lived in hers.
And although she lived mostly in her past, and that gave her comfort, she urged me to 'live in my future'.
To dream... To plan...
She taught me the Art of Being Me.
She was my grandmother Zofia Wanic.
Beige Has A Voice...
I put a Trench Coat across my arm
As Stendhal talks inside my mind
Nature forgets her basic shade...
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But wait
Beauty is not just in my head
It is so tangible
And so in my hand
As I get married in beige ombre...
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This classic tread that runs through my veins
To see the colours as Happiness gates
That pleasant feeling
So very different for each of us
That voice of perception
Wanting to be heard...
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Colours speak volume - Can you hear?
They speak through ages
In various shades
They scream in khaki
They whisper in oatmeal beige
As I find my beauty in theirs...
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The Healing Art Of Nature
Consider Nature as the most artistic expression of Divine perfection on earth...
And My Pursuit of Happiness...
"… it took me some years to discover what I was.
Which was a writer. By which I mean not a "good" writer or a "bad" writer but simply a writer, a person whose most absorbed and passionate hours are spent arranging words on pieces of paper.
(…) I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means."*
*From Why I Write in Let me tell you what I mean by Joan Didion
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