I asked Ioanna, “You mentioned you’re going on a retreat. What’s your intention?”“I’ve been practicing with Bella for a year now, and I really like her methods,” she replied. “I’m not sure I have a specific intention. Right now, I’m going through a huge shift in terms of energy and space. Honestly, I think it’sContinue reading “Ioanna”
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Justine
“What matters most in life to you?”“My family. They are everything to me.” “What’s the story of your family?”“My family is huge. I grew up with my mum and older sister because my dad left when I was pretty young. I was born and raised here in Vienna, but when I was about ten, weContinue reading “Justine”
Marie Gerlach
“What do you do for a living?”“At the moment, I’m jobless. I’m not sure if I’m actually searching for a job or just enjoying the moment. I think I needed a break to figure out what’s next—whether I want to stay in Berlin or not. Before this, I lived in Lebanon for three and aContinue reading “Marie Gerlach”
Alice Hurel
“This morning feels… unpredictable. It comes and goes in phases—some are worse than others.”“Was today one of the worse ones?”“Yeah. It lasted an hour before I stepped outside. The fresh air helped. Changes in temperature help too—hot to cold. My father used to have that.” “What is your relationship with your father like?”“Oh… complicated. He’sContinue reading “Alice Hurel”
Lucy Bohr
“How did you become an influencer?” I asked.“No idea. It just happened. I built a community, and then I started making money from it. It was never my intention, but I like it now,” she replied. “What do you like most about it?”“The networking. I’ve met so many amazing people through Instagram. It sounds weirdContinue reading “Lucy Bohr”
Julia
“Do you live in Paris?” I asked.“No, I live in Abidjan, Ivory Coast,” she replied.“Were you born there?”“Yeah, born and raised.” “What brought you here?”“Holidays with my family.”“Who’s your family?”“My dad, my brother, his girlfriend, and my sister. My mom didn’t join us.” “Do you enjoy living in Abidjan?”“I love it. It’s home. I spentContinue reading “Julia”
Megan
“I feel trapped in the cycle of society—working, earning, achieving—without ever stopping to look at myself. I just live a life that might not even be mine. But when I finally sit down and try to face my true self, I feel lost.” “What exactly makes you feel lost?” I asked.“I don’t know who IContinue reading “Megan”
Vaiora Ekaterina Stroganoff
We met in a small hotel room at the Mercure Paris Notre-Dame Saint-Germain-des-Prés. The walls were white, interrupted by exposed old wooden beams. The room had only one chair, which I offered to Vaiora. I sat opposite her on the edge of the double bed, the white linen taut and freshly laundered. “How do youContinue reading “Vaiora Ekaterina Stroganoff”
Chris and Carlota
“What is your greatest fear?” I asked Chris.“Being judged.”The beep of a truck, stacked on Rue du Faubourg Poissonnière, cut through the open window of the chambre de bonne.“And not being good enough,” he continued. “I suppose those two are linked. I understand how odd they are—I judge myself, then worry about what others think,Continue reading “Chris and Carlota”
Aurora
Aurora rushed into my Berlin flat, cradling her newborn in her arms, with a nanny following closely behind, laden with bags of baby supplies. She was the epitome of youthful energy, a mother in her twenties, radiating vitality.The living room was centered around a glass coffee table surrounded by a comfortable sofa and two largeContinue reading “Aurora”
