When we want to make a delicious dessert, we look for a recipe we like and use specific ingredients. The same applies to the flavor we give to our lives.
By activating our senses, we begin to understand that, for life to feel delicious, it needs the right blend of ingredients—specific qualities that reflect our taste, our values, and our aesthetics.
Otherwise, we are doomed to languish in an unsightly, even toxic environment, endlessly trying to understand why we’re trapped there—blaming others for our pain, unable to recognize our own role in the recipe.
But our entire external world is a mirror of ourselves.
If we don’t like the dessert we’re eating, we can change the ingredients. We can call in the qualities we desire, vibrate them through our words, and watch them sprout like new realities in the freshly renovated garden of our soul.
For me, the concepts that changed the dystopian narrative of my life and allowed a brighter, more auspicious version to emerge were: Unity – Gratitude – Kindness.
First came the realization that the planet is a living whole—a magical organism that others want us to see as fragmented, broken into borders, nations, and people.
But we too are whole. We are part of this living Earth, along with animals, plants, rocks, oceans, and the elements—each one constantly transforming and nourishing the other.
All life is an interconnected, dynamic whole, interacting with every cell in its system. And gratitude is the magic key—the one that opens the gate to divine interaction, and lets us step fully into the unity we’ve forgotten.
The fragmented Dionysus becomes the luminous Janus. The whole Pan, who inspires “panic” only when we refuse to worship him as the God of Wholeness.
With kindness and respect, we begin to accept our place in this ever-changing, holistic system. We no longer resist it—we participate in its movement.
It is this very realization that gives rise to a poetic reality within us. A reverent interaction with the unknown. A respect for the totality of life. A sense of the flow of energy in and out of our bodies.
It is the spark of creation that attracts the protective fluttering of angels.
No, we are not alone. We are all—visible and invisible—connected in a magical, luminous web through the heart and the smile.
There is an invisible group that supports and guides us at every moment. They inspire us. They whisper the ingredients we need to give our lives their unique flavor. They are the librarians of our mystical library, the gardeners of our inner sanctuary, the invisible allies who help us stay beautiful and radiant.
They are the scriptwriters of our heavenly version, the providers of the energy we need to emerge from the cave and look the sun in the eye – even if our eyes are not yet used to the light.
We know the light is already shining inside us – and it waits for us.
By following the labyrinth of a life lived poetically – with shapes, colors, myths, and sacred metaphors – we find the gateway to self-realization. These are the seeds of beauty that we are called to cultivate. The old self becomes the fertilizer for a new beginning.
A reality where everything finds its rightful place in a magical, kind, and playful universe.
Edited in English by Dimitra Fardi, EAL teacher.