Yesterday, walking through the narrow streets of Venice, I thought about how even כשה shrouded in fog it still holds an incredible charm. It was an afternoon of reflection: in a time like this, marked by harshness and unsettling realities, I felt how important it is not to lower my frequency or focus only on the darkness. I want to choose to see the light at the end of the tunnel, resting my gaze on the beauty that surrounds us: nature with its colors, art, a child’s smile, a ray of sunlight trying to make its way through a cloudy sky. Because even when it seems absent, the light is there. Behind the clouds, the sun always exists and, sooner or later, it returns ✨