Dopisy pro neklidné mysli. Pomalá slova v rychlém světě. Psáno s přítomností, přesností a špetkou vášně. Aneb Eleniny autofikce se silnými aha momenty.
Píšu lidem, kteří příliš přemýšlejí a ještě víc cítí.
Library Letter je můj způsob, jak zůstat ve spojení i mimo algoritmy a hluk. Žádný marketing, žádná vata. Jen literatura jako místo setkání.
Každý dopis: někdy esej, někdy příběh, jindy otázka, které se nedokážu zbavit.
Všechny ale spojuje nějaký můj auto fiktivní aha moment. Pokud je tohle typ rozhovoru, který hledáš, pojď blíž. Můžeš číst, přemýšlet, nebo odepsat. Není to newsletter. Je to korespondence.
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“In the Sahara, I touched a deep stillness, a grounding, and the joy of simply being in the present moment. My attention was drawn toward new landscapes, new angles of seeing.
I understood that I had set out on a path that will likely never end. At times it may be uncomfortable, even harsh, yet it will always be alive, exciting, shifting, full of change. Above all, it leads me to live more and more as myself. To be truly myself, to feel, to sense, to receive. And that is the greatest gift.”
The Sahara became a threshold in my life. It was there, with Ramla’s guidance, that I finally found the courage to face myself fully, to walk into the depths, confront the anger and fear I had carried for too long, and to let them go.
In the desert, stripped of distraction, I met both my own vulnerability and my strength. I discovered that the two are not opposites, but companions. That realisation changed me.
What I carry from the Sahara is more than memory. It is a foundation. A clearer heart, a steadier step, and the courage to claim my own manhood. When I later stood at the edge of Canada, beginning a new chapter, it was this desert initiation that held me upright.
I bow in gratitude to the Sahara and to the women who guided me. The desert keeps revealing many paths, and they are not always easy. Yet my soul rises to the surface and grows. It is no longer hidden. Through the desert, my bond with nature, with my family, with those close to me, has been profoundly transformed. But most of all, I feel the change in my relationship with myself.
At times I still stumble. Yet the vow I made to the Sahara always holds me, lifts me, and allows me to walk my path with courage and fierce determination.
