Whether we are familiar with religious texts or not, no matter our spiritual beliefs—whether you identify as a Christian, a pagan, or something else entirely—we all possess the remarkable ability to forgive. "I don't forgive", "I can't forgive", "let whoever wants to forgive him, but I can't", "may God forgive him", "I forgive him because …
February 2026In my garden Photos by me Love, Manuela Copyright © 2016-2026 manuela@inalove.world
The Buhui Lake Buhui Lake, situated in Caraș-Severin County, within the Aninei Mountains of the Western Carpathians, is recognised as the first underground reservoir and the oldest artificial lake in Romania. In 1884, a small underground lake was formed by damming the Buhui stream at the exit of the Buhui Cave. Subsequently, between 1907 and …
by Manuela Timofte What we experience every day fills the pages of our lives. Whether we label them as beautiful or ugly, these experiences remain part of our story. We often associate beauty with joy, while we tend to remember the ugly moments and try to hide them within ourselves due to the pain they bring. Yet, …
The Path to Self - The Path to Light is the title of my new book, published in English and Romanian. Below you find some excerpts from the book: "On our path, we struggle and fall, often tripped up by obstacles, fears, needs, and pains, driven by ignorance and a lack of confidence. However, through these challenges, we learn to …
January 2026In my garden Photos by me Love, Manuela Copyright © 2016-2026 manuela@inalove.world
Rupea Fortress In the article 10 Movies filmed in Transylvania, we mentioned the 1999 film Beowulf, which was filmed in the Rupea Fortress, as "one of the oldest settlements and best-conserved medieval sites in Romania". The Rupea Fortress is situated in the town of Rupea, Brașov County. It was first documented in 1324 as a …
by Tea Solon whensoever slumberconsigns to oblivionits visits in momentsbetween cold midnightand warm sunrise yourpoetry holds me.soothing. much likento how the windsongbrush cold fire on mycheeks at early dawnor how the wavesongstroke warm ice on myraven hair at late dusk.your poetry finds me.i am never alone or losti am never neglected ordeserted. in my solitudeyour moving …
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