I am posting here the impressions of a good friend of mine I have recently met and with whom I have shared the emotion of finding oneself. In fact, my image depicted on this blog is an embodiment conceived by him.

“Rianna... With a childhood overshadowed by the sadness born from the somewhat real need for affection that she did not see in her parents, hungry for a sentimental normality, she covered this need with what she discovered through the pages of romance novels... Obviously, they could not fill that huge void inside her and, thus, she became, with each new book she read, a prisoner of nuanced stories that brought her a touch of illusory relief. In search of this fictitious happiness, she threw herself into a totally non-functional marriage, a narcissistic cage that crushed her wings so eager to soar into the realm of love. After years of emotional charring, the divorce came naturally, like purifying embers, and, from the ashes of this experience, she was reborn like the Phoenix bird. With her feathers all vibrating with the burning desire to share, with a humble heart overflowing with love, wisdom and strength, she let the wings of her being express themselves. Her addiction, once understood, accepted and embraced, rewards its host with the gift of honesty, authenticity and passion. Her feelings and the lessons learned, which she rendered into words, now burn through the truth brought to the surface by the pain alchemically transformed into inner beauty. A heart that has been tried but which, being open, is like a bread, hot-steaming, perfectly browned, broken and placed on the table to delight, with the splendor of its flavor, all those who are at a turning point in their lives and need to be called on another path. I, therefore, hope that her stories will be, as they were for me, a beacon for those who feel lost, that they will be a proof that, from the ruins of the past, a new life, full of meaning, can be reborn at any time. With much gratitude and appreciation!" – Mircea