Care of Souls.

This blog doesn't sound like the rest of this site. That's exactly why it's here.

My wife Bella writes a channel on Telegram: «С нежностью к себе» – with tenderness toward yourself. She writes from the middle of an ordinary life: a pregnancy, a lost job, envy while scrolling LinkedIn, a pendulum she never asked for. Diary-honest, direct, sometimes funny. No theory anywhere.

And underneath, it's the same way. Letting go, trust, being enough – the same ground, reached from a completely different side. If my pages don't reach you, hers might.

I pick the posts from her channel that belong on this way, translate them from the Russian originals, and add a few lines on where each one lands here. Her words stay hers – lightly corrected at most, never rewritten.

Where this comes from:

С нежностью к себе

Bella's channel on Telegram – all of her posts, in Russian.

All posts, newest first:

When I Grow Up

One day you're a schoolkid, the next you're told to decide your whole life. Bella at 33, on still not knowing who to be – and why it stopped being scary.

A Strange Envy

A scroll through LinkedIn, a sting out of nowhere – everyone found a job but her. Bella follows the envy to its root: nobody taught us to simply be.

The Pendulum

An unexpected gift, two years of practice, and a notebook full of answered questions. Bella on the pendulum – not magic, an instrument of connection with yourself.

Make a Wish

One wish per falling star, one per birthday candle – don't be greedy. Bella lived by that rule for 33 years, until one sentence dissolved it. A post about asking.

Just Exhale

A job gone, a baby coming, and fear moving in fast. Bella's first lesson in trusting: security was never in the paycheck. A post about hitting the bottom – and landing.