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Travel time

Updated: Feb 15, 2023



Buongiorno!


I feel so happy sharing photos from recent travels. Living the travel dream, and it’s happening, right in this moment.


Mere five years ago, travelling was only a distant dream. I remember the whole Saturdays spent in Waterstones bookstore, travel section, browsing through the travel guides, writing down my dream destinations - Greek islands, Italy, Sicily, Portugal, smiling when making notes in my notebook, planning, dreaming.


It was May 2017 in a small, sunny room in West London when I started morning writing. As I was writing, every morning, my confusion and sadness gave way to newly found strength. I finally found a way to “right” my life.


Before sleep I listened to this audio and I still have those words in my heart: “I create my life. I create the amount of my financial success”.


I needed strength to encourage myself to do the things differently than my natural ways. I started to create something completely opposite to music creation. Excel spreadsheets. It was this beautiful May. I cried a lot. It took me the whole summer, three full months to create the databases. Then it was a matter of contacting the leads, and a lot of perseverance.


Thankfully, writing was helping to gain strength, every new morning.


I found a little, white stone in Kew Gardens. I wrote “Miracle Stone” with a black pen and added a heart. I squeezed it each time I was about to send the first email to the prospective client. I treated each contact as sacred, a person who could potentially change my life. It was a challenging time, but the best news is, after only a few weeks from sending the first email, we got one of our most important clients, who would change our lives.


One thing is clear - everything can change in one year.

We underestimate our strength to change our lives.


Our best financial time was during the pandemics, and we didn’t draw a penny of the government’s help. We earned everything ourselves with our hard work, sweat and tears. Beginnings are the hardest, but then, it gets easier. We are still building in the quiet, far from the noise, planting a tree, which grows and grows, year by year.




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