05.11
The eye of an ordinary person, one who does not practice any form of art, is often blind to this fleeting magic hidden in all living things. I call it "phantom beauty."
"God is in the details,"as Ludwig Mies van der Rohe said. And indeed, it is.
"God is in the details,"as Ludwig Mies van der Rohe said. And indeed, it is.
11.11
In a world where each of us—simply each of us—is unique, carrying a distinct, individual vibration and the beauty of the soul, we conform to the mass. In a world where each of us could leave our own inimitable mark, we choose instead to give away, voluntarily, the most precious thing we have—ourselves.
08.12
Sketches — a quiet practice of presence and awareness
Before learning to truly see, notice, and recognize beauty — before cultivating a deeper sensitivity to oneself and the world — it is essential to awaken our capacity for observation and to step into the state of a curious child, encountering familiar things as if for the first time.
21.12
The love we seek.
The love that lives within us
The love that lives within us
The only reason we so deeply long for the experience of love — to find “our” partner, to fall in love — is to come to know our divine nature, which is love itself; to rediscover a truth once forgotten.
Reflections, essays, and original articles by Kristina Mariinskaya — writer, artist, and curator, exploring the poetry of life
ARTICLES
Once upon a time, there lived a very small person.
Whether he was truly small, or merely believed himself to be, no one could say — yet one thing was known for certain: his home was a shell, hard as steel, without a single window or door. It could be opened only from within; from the outside, nothing more than a faint scratch could ever be left upon it.
Whether he was truly small, or merely believed himself to be, no one could say — yet one thing was known for certain: his home was a shell, hard as steel, without a single window or door. It could be opened only from within; from the outside, nothing more than a faint scratch could ever be left upon it.
18.11
It is whispered that there is a place where countless paths intertwine, and the people who walk them share a strange tradition: from early childhood, they gather heavy stones and carry them upon their backs.
20.11
22.11
Long ago, there lived a little man wandering through a remote land untouched by sunlight, a land strewn with mirages and illusions. His quest was simple yet profound: to find a light capable of illuminating the true path — a path meant only for him.
Fairy parables about a gentle and caring journey home — to your true self, by Kristina Mariinskaya
PARABLES
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