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Keanu Reeves in Moscow.
Interview, journalists, news footage.
But he wanted to be with me.
In my room, we lay half-reclining, half-kissing in the dim light.
He held my hand.
The moment was perfect.
He had to return to America.
I walked him out.
What does it mean to be a victim for me?
It doesn’t mean "getting a thrill from suffering, easily accepting it as reality." It simply means "allowing myself to remain under the power of 'fate' and 'circumstances,' which are exactly what (or who) leads me down the road of life instead of me taking control."
Being a passionу one, I indeed don't just wish for seductive occurrences in my life, I passionately desire them, permeating these desires with energy and love, joy and hope.
Have you ever noticed those energy vampires around you? They can be beautiful, intelligent, interesting, and charming. In fact, they usually are. Because if they weren't, we wouldn't get caught in their enchanting webs. How we get caught isn't the point: it's easier to capture an unprepared person than to keep them.
I came home and discovered a charming fluffy kitten in the room. He was peeing on the couch, so I took him off and put him on the floor to finish on the linoleum. After he was done, I nudged his nose into the puddle and, by accident, looked under the couch.
We spend our whole lives trying to arrive at certain understandings and realizations, through our minds. Before we truly feel these things with our entire being, we need to go through something... to hit our heads with something heavy... Suddenly, today I realized that we all play this Matrix game way too seriously. We’ve gotten so absorbed in life, that we’ve started to live it as a game... I take myself too seriously, I’ve become attached to this mask. Why?
Once, I came up with a formula: any interpersonal conflict could be resolved simply by allowing myself to love the person I was in conflict with. To allow pure, universal love – and the conflict would disappear because, as a rule, for a conflict to continue, it needs fuel from both sides.
When I feel bad, I listen closely to myself and to my world, asking myself, "What am I doing wrong?" And the answer always comes. It arrives instantly.
Tomorrow is my birthday. My old friend Oleg, whom I’ve known for 15 years, came to visit me. I have no idea why. I loved him a long time ago, 15 years ago. Very deeply.