Welcome to a reflection on destiny. I recently realized that I was truly Born For This life of writing. Long ago, an astrologer told me my path was in the stars. Back then, I was a mineralogy engineer in Vancouver. I studied the earth, but my Pisces soul needed more.
I wrote poetry to breathe through life’s pressures. Today, I return to my calling with maturity. I survived breast cancer and difficult tectonic shifts. These burdens did not break me. I was Born For This mission of transforming pain into peace. I remained conscious through every storm.
The Healing Path of Being Born For This
My writing now comes from a place of deep healing. I am proud of my endurance. Every word is an excavation of the soul. Trust your own destiny and find your light.
Rođena za to
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Još prije 2007. jedan astrolog mi je rekao da moram pisati, da sam rođena za to. Možda je to rekao zato što sam riba u horoskopu, a možda zato što je u meni vidio ono što ja tada još nisam znala imenovati. Tada sam napisala dvije knjige poezije i izdala ih. Pisanje je bio moj način da dišem.
Danas sam se ponovo vratila pisanju. Starija sam, zrelija i, uspješnija — ne po mjerilima svijeta, nego po mjeri života koji sam preživjela. Prošla sam razvod, gubitak posla, razdvajanja koja bole, izgubila sam roditelje, borila se s bolešću i nosila terete koji su mnoge slomili. Mene nisu.
Nikada nisam tražila bijeg u poroke. Nisam se opijala, nisam se drogirala, nisam tražila zaborav u stvarima koje oduzimaju, a ne daju. Ostala sam prisutna. Svjesna. I zato sam danas ponosna na sebe — ne zbog savršenstva, nego zbog izdržljivosti.
Možda baš zato u sebi i dalje nosim mladost. Ne onu naivnu, nego tihu i čistu. U meni još živi srce djeteta koje sluša, koje vjeruje, koje zna da svijet nije do kraja viđen i da u njemu još ima smisla, dobrote i čuda.
Pisanje mi se sada vraća drugačije. Više ne pišem iz rane, nego iz razumijevanja. Svaki put kada stavim dio sebe na papir, u meni se rodi novi dio — spreman za nove riječi i nova iskustva. To je ljubav koja se ne troši.
Danas znam šta znači voljeti i biti voljena. Znam šta znači raditi ono što voliš. Znam i da ništa od toga ne dolazi slučajno — ponekad se događa nesvjesno, a ponekad se gradi svjesno, s vjerom da je moguće.
Ako neko u ovim riječima prepozna sebe, ako pomisli da možda ipak ima nade — onda je moje pisanje ispunilo svoju svrhu.
Née pour ça
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Bien avant 2007, un astrologue m’a dit que je devais écrire, que j’étais née pour ça. Peut-être parce que je suis Poissons, ou peut-être qu’il voyait en moi ce que je ne savais pas encore nommer. À l’époque, j’ai écrit et publié deux recueils. L’écriture était ma façon de respirer.
Aujourd’hui, je suis revenue à l’écriture. Plus mûre et plus accomplie — à la mesure de la vie que j’ai survécue. J’ai traversé le divorce, la perte d’un emploi, la maladie et des fardeaux qui en auraient brisé beaucoup. Pas moi.
Je n’ai jamais cherché refuge dans les vices. Je suis restée présente. Consciente. C’est pourquoi je suis fière de moi aujourd’hui — pour mon endurance.
C’est peut-être pour cela que je porte encore la jeunesse en moi. En moi vit encore un cœur d’enfant qui croit qu’il y a encore du sens, de la bonté et des miracles. L’écriture ne vient plus d’une blessure, mais de la compréhension.
Si quelqu’un se reconnaît dans ces mots, s’il pense qu’il y a peut-être encore de l’espoir — alors mon écriture a rempli son but.
Born For This
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Even before 2007, an astrologer told me I must write, that I was born for this. Back then, writing was my way to breathe. Today, I have returned to it, more mature and successful by the measure of the life I have survived.
I went through divorce, loss, and illness. Burdens that broke many, but they didn’t break me. I never sought escape in vices. I remained present. Conscious. And that is why I am proud of myself today — for my endurance.
Maybe that’s why I still carry youth inside me. A child’s heart that believes in goodness and miracles. Writing returns to me differently now. I no longer write from a wound, but from understanding. It is a love that does not run out.
If someone recognizes themselves in these words, if they think there might still be hope — then my writing has fulfilled its purpose.