When Silence Speaks An Intimate Journey to the Heart of Being. 🌍 Español 🇪🇸 · English 🇬🇧 · Français 🇫🇷  · Português 🇧🇷

English 🇬🇧

This is not a book you read with your eyes.

This is a book that you feel with your chest open, with your soul naked, with your feet bare on the damp earth of memory.

There are no formulas here. There are no shortcuts. There is only truth.

Truth that beats like an underground river, that is sometimes heard in the silence of dawn, when the world sleeps and the heart, at last, dares to speak.

I'm not here to teach you how to live. I'm here to remind you how to feel. Because at some point, we all forget.

We forget the taste of true sadness. We forget the sweet weight of unconditional love. We forget that breathing, simply breathing, is already an act of poetry.

This ebook is born from the cracks. From the days when the light didn't enter. From the nights when crying was the only prayer. But it's also born from unexpected dawns, from laughter that blooms like flowers in the cement, from hands that find each other without seeking each other and heal without saying a word.

It's a hug in the form of words. A letter I wrote for myself, but that perhaps you needed to hear.

Welcome. Welcome.

Welcome to this sacred space.

Here, there's no judging. Here, there's feeling.

And if you're ready to hear what your soul has been whispering to you for years...then take a deep breath. And let's begin.

Français 🇫🇷

Ce n’est pas un livre que l’on lit avec les yeux.

C'est un livre que l'on ressent la poitrine ouverte, l'âme nue, les pieds nus sur la terre humide de la mémoire.

Ici, pas de formules miracles. Pas de raccourcis. Seule la vérité est présente.

La vérité qui bat comme une rivière souterraine, qui s'entend parfois dans le silence de l'aube, quand le monde dort et que le cœur, enfin, ose parler.

Je ne suis pas là pour vous apprendre à vivre. Je suis là pour vous rappeler comment ressentir. Parce qu'à un moment donné, on oublie tous.

Nous oublions le goût de la vraie tristesse. Nous oublions le doux poids de l'amour inconditionnel.