by Sonja Semyonova | Jan 3, 2024 | Confusion, Emotional Digestion, Freedom, Journal, Sacred Feminism, Self-love, Sheroes, Strength, Surrender
This is for my tender hearted girls. The ones who are told they feel too deeply, cry too much, love too easily. The ones who are called naive or foolish. The ones who get spat upon for swooning over a sunset or chided for burying a dead bird they found and placing a...
by Sonja Semyonova | Dec 19, 2023 | Confusion, Freedom, Journal, Self-love, Surrender
When you are tired. When you are overwhelmed. When you have screamed all there is to scream or have swallowed every whimper until silence is all that greets you. When the thing you thought was gone for good shows up with a suitcase. When you are out of ideas and...
by Sonja Semyonova | Dec 14, 2023 | Beauty, Confessionals, Emotional Digestion, Freedom, Intimacy, Journal, Love Letters, Relationships, Risk, Sacred Feminism, Self-love, Surrender, Vulnerability
When it is real, it will crush you. But in the way that grapes are crushed for wine. It will rip off your eyelids. But in the way that allows you to see more daylight. It will smash its waves endlessly against you. But in the way that roots you into the courage to...
by Sonja Semyonova | Nov 15, 2023 | Beauty, Confessionals, Emotional Digestion, Journal, Risk, Sacred Feminism, Surrender, Vulnerability
I once loved a man in whose potential I believed deeply. Our bond was built on a shared desire to live free from shame, a promise I made to myself when I was 20 and echoed by him years later when we met. Though he and I lived toward the same end – the goal of giving...
by Sonja Semyonova | Nov 7, 2023 | Beauty, Emotional Digestion, Journal, Protection, Risk, Sacred Feminism, Surrender, Vulnerability
I am writing this where I have been doing most of my writing for the past month – in a small hotel room with bad lighting and an open suitcase. Currently the setting is Rome, a place I swore I would never return. It was an ugly city that first time, in my eyes it was...
