About eating – controversial discussions
I had a conversation with Relu on the subject of nourishing that was transformed for him “in a life-and-death battle”, of course emotional, to protect his own situation. How so? Simple: everything started from the two slices of white bread that had spread on its a black lentil cream. Nice, black lentil have many nutrients…
Sebastian
Mental Programming: how did I start a new life – the first part
My story starts somewhere in 1992-1993 when, in high school, I read the book “Lifetime plan for success” written by Dale Carnagie. Especially if you are very young you probably have to remember that at that moment there is nothing you can see today: smartphones, the Internet, applications and information. To apply the methods described…
Fear of height – the first part
Since I know I was afraid of height. I had a serious, profound fear. Treacherous. So strong that for many years I was paralyzed by fear if I was on a “higher” floor like 3 or 4. But more, the fear was there even on the second floor: if I was for the first time…
How we met – the first part
I decided to write starting today, on this subject too. It is one of those topics that have always stirred countless opinions and judgments in people’s minds. Mine too. So I can see clearly, I know, I’m on a minefield. Exposing me so, no doubt – as you will see, can be … delicate: D…
Winter Holidays – Christmas
You already know that I was born in Moldova and I started my life in a traditional family … I enjoyed when I was I kid of the arrival of Santa Claus – or “Moș Gerilă”! Yes, as though it had begun with “Moș Gerilă”: the Communists decided that that’s the name of Santa Claus….
What’s up with this TV … the first part
We are somewhere in October 2009 … I’m ashamed of the fact that I do not know exactly the date … so take advantage of the occasion and send a message to Bianca on whatsapp 🙂 He he he… I’m not the only one that does not know exactly, but she tells me that she…
Winter holidays – New Year’s Eve, first part
I woke up early after the New Year’s Eve – at 8 am, although we slept quite late, that is, around 3:30 – with a crazy mood to write about this holiday day. Catalina still sleeps: “do not even talk to me” – he tells me at some point when he opens her eyes for…