Doors of Destiny are always opening, even when we feel lost. In my life, I have learned that every closure leads to a new spiritual path. This journey through the Doors of Destiny is about acceptance and finding courage in the face of the unknown. As a soul geologist, I explore how these moments shape our internal landscape.

Doors of Destiny: Acceptance and Courage | Magma Star

Vrata sudbine


Kad si zaljubljen, pišeš o ljubavi.
Kad si razočaran, i to stane na papir.
O smrti se rijetko piše.
Riječ oduzima dah.
Vraćam se u trenutak
kad sam joj bila najbliže.
Zatvaram oči. Troje ljudi me prate.
Ne vide moju bol.
Otvaraju vrata bez pitanja, bez osjećaja,
kao još jedan prolaz koji treba obaviti.
Predaju me mraku.
Tada više nemam odluke.
Moja odluka bila je ono jutro
kad sam pristala doći do tih vrata.
Sada je gotovo.
Sudbina odlučuje:
hoće li me vratiti onima koji su me doveli do praga
ili poslati u drugi, nepoznati svijet.
Prihvatila sam svaku mogućnost.
Bez pobune. Bez straha.
Mirno sam pogledala istinu.

Hvala na svemu što je bilo.
I na onome što tek dolazi.

Les portes du destin


Quand on est amoureux, on écrit sur l’amour.
Quand on est déçu, cela tient aussi sur le papier.
On écrit rarement sur la mort.
Le mot coupe le souffle.
Je reviens au moment
où j’en étais le plus proche.
Je ferme les yeux. Trois personnes m’accompagnent.
Elles ne voient pas ma douleur.
Elles ouvrent la porte sans question, sans sentiment,
comme un passage de plus à accomplir.
Elles me livrent à l’obscurité.
Alors je n’ai plus de décision.
Ma décision était ce matin-là
quand j’ai accepté de venir jusqu’à cette porte.
Maintenant c’est fini.
Le destin décide :
s’il me rendra à ceux qui m’ont amenée au seuil
ou m’enverra dans un autre monde inconnu.
J’ai accepté chaque possibilité.
Sans révolte. Sans peur.
J’ai regardé la vérité calmement.

Merci pour tout ce qui a été.
Et pour ce qui est à venir.

The Doors of Destiny


When you are in love, you write about love.
When you are disappointed, that too fits on paper.
Death is rarely written about.
The word takes your breath away.
I return to the moment
when I was closest to it.
I close my eyes. Three people accompany me.
They don’t see my pain.
They open the door without question, without feeling,
like just another passage to complete.
They hand me over to the darkness.
Then I have no more decisions.
My decision was that morning
when I agreed to come to that door.
Now it is done.
Destiny decides:
will it return me to those who brought me to the threshold
or send me to another, unknown world.
I accepted every possibility.
Without rebellion. Without fear.
I looked calmly at the truth.

Thank you for everything that was.
And for what is yet to come.
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