Belma Arnautović

Last Xmas I gave you my heart… a bit late but it still counts, I hope! Merry Christmas!

Katie! My dearest friend from yet another continent! ❤️

Follow the rabbit...

A word that is on my mind recently...

Photo by Simon Berger on Unsplash

Today I share with you a portrait of a 20 year long friend. Another Elma, I am afraid, but we are soon depleating that name, I promise. Elma is a fashion and graphic designer, a mom, a kind soul and a true friend. Love you 💖

Today I share with you a portrait of a 20 year long friend. Another Elma, I am afraid, but we are soon depleating that name, I promise. Elma is a fashion and graphic designer, a mom, a kind soul and a true friend. Love you 💖

Alma, my long-years curly friend thousands of miles away. Miss you, Alma! Check her art! .art

Yet another Elma! This time a lovely curator of History Museum of Bosnia and Herzegovina, my dearest friend and an amazing human. Love you to bits ❤️

New post, new Elma 💖

Love! No explanation needed. Love in any and every form, always good and pure, virtuous and bright. Love each other, but not blindly.

As usually, the word represents my current stste of mind. My yoga teacher says that breathing, rather than counting, is vital to every exercise or asana. Besides, we forget to breathe when we need it the most. I like to remind myself of the basics in every challenging situation: focusing on your breath and waiting. It is a sure step towards overpowering oneself, and stepping towards the world with a cooler head.
So, even if it feels like you are at the bottom of the ocean, breathe.
@ Istanbul, Turkey