The return to happiness. ♡
Photographs by: Sabina Tabakovic.
Allt var stilla nu
Som om hennes själ blivit en skog med gläntor som förgrenade sig
Solen gick långsamt upp
Dess ljus byggde luftslott på jorden
Det blev lätt att gråta nu
Hennes själ var i gungning som ett hav
We can be as tiny, gigantic, strong or vulnerable as we want, we are able to become real or fictional. Or both. We can look at the world or ourselves upside down or inside out, and go to all the places where we feel like we belong.♡
I could have made different choices but here I am feeling happy. And I feel oh so much love inside of me because I still listen to my heart even if there is a lot of “you should “, you could have” you need to” I always listen to what is the right thing for me.
Have you ever felt that you became ”more of who you are” because of a place..
Selfportrait in my tiny little apartment on the book cover of Pascal Bruckner’s novel.
Collecting peaceful seconds
Among the trees that leaned against the sky
Photographs by: me, Sabina Tabakovic.
Vill vakna, leva, inte slösa livet på saker som aldrig ger syre till själen.
My favorite things.
