Agatha Seymour's

Relationships are indeed like one of those super hi-tech fairground rides where you have to buckle up tight at the start and when the light switches on, the cars drop from a great height. So the journey begins. First we speed up to the heavens with the initial big grin on our faces, then we hit the 80 degree turn downwards. And wham! When you think you’re going to fall out of your seat in a moment at the bottom of the drop, you land safely, but before you know it, you’re heading upwards again. You’ve got this sick feeling in your stomach, yet you haven’t even reached the second peak where another drop awaits. As you’re getting used to this, the part comes when you turn on your head and you don’t even know which way is up and which is down any more. You would love to just speed on straight ahead, but a tunnel approaches where it’s pitch black and all you can do is scream as loud as you can. Then another huge peak comes and now you actually want to throw up. Smaller troughs follow and th...

There are things that a woman has to try before the age of sixty. Although I planned my pole dance performances for my fifties (as the big shot of a hot chick!!), I couldn’t resist temptation and brought the project decades ahead. I haven’t regretted it! I, the clumsy Catwoman, saw myself as never before. Of course, as a real positive thinker and a believer of brain control I basically think about myself as a modern goddess - sometimes it happens - but I wasn’t prepared for this experience. Having an appointment, I dressed myself properly for the lesson (extremely high heels, teeny-tiny short, tit holder that hardly covers anything) and as soon as the instructor gave the sign to start the exercise I strained myself on the pole in my regalia. Unfortunately, the movement was way too big and I almost landed on the neighbouring pole (has anyone ever done such a thing?), but actually I caught something in the air that I'll never forget. My own glance. A glance, as I look ...

Yeah, I've been in love many times. I have been madly in love where it all worked out for a while. Occasionally, my love was unrequited; but all in all one factor has remained true â The relationships ended quickly. I've never really had a problem with me feeling it was going on too long. However, I could never accept the other version. I just simply couldn't understand how he could have gotten bo red with me, left and basically treated me that way. Either I just stood and stared numb as he walked away, or I tried to get one last grip on him, leaving a pathetic slimy trail in my wake like a slug. As time went by, my feelings eased up a bit regarding the subject and, as I found my voice as a writer, my approach to relationships changed, but there is one painful issue that I've experienced myself many times and, as I look about me, I can see that most women have faced this very same question at one point or another. It goes like this: What on earth turned that fascinating...

As things are getting clear , everything suddenly becomes easy and lucky. It turns out that the best possible thing happened to us , that it’s only worth living Truly and Responsibly, that after all making decisions is actually great – even if things don’t necessarily turn out as planned , the experience is ours ‑ that real adult life holds much more excitement and novelty for us than we thought . We are pleased to thro w ourselves into the life-style offered by fate and it also might turn out that often we can appreciate more the small gifts of life than the bigger ones . Slowly we get used to our " new" life , although sometimes we get nostalgic about our old laziness and carelessness but we firmly reject the idea that we will once again be LIKE THAT ... If you want to know more about writer Agatha Seymour visit agathaseymour.com

There is an extreme situation and we realize that we are alone. Despite the supposed a nd real friends , the family - in fact, we are no more than that small bit of the universe we occupy . Nobody stands or can stand so close to us to experience the same things in helpless moments, to lose the same or to gain the same. The Almighty trusted our lives exclusively on Us. It is us, who have to do something good , meaningful and joyful, it is us, who have to love Ourselves and our lives , it is us, who have to take responsibility for each and every m oment – whether we like it or not . Once we stay alone it is not possible to turn outside any more. When we are left alone despite the fact that friends are with us, our loved ones hold ou r hands. Then we will see how little and how transitory we are. If you want to know more about Agatha Seymour visit: agathaseymour.com

Routine and comfort belong to strongest things of the world. Then sometimes it "accidentally" occurs (or rather it is arranged by Fate) that you have to face things, which have been set back whether you want or not. Then it turns out that much more things have been accumulated under the carpet than we can remember, or what we want to take responsibility for. Of course, in this or that way we try to influence the events a little bit, but there is no way out any more. Even it is unpleasant and one is reluctant to do so, we have to make decisions, we do or fail to do things, rethink and reconsider our life. We are constantly hunted by the ideas why we failed to act sooner, why we didn’t do otherwise, only if we had been cleverer and had taken more responsibility, etc. ... but afterwards it is pointless to dwell on it any more. Most of what we can do in this case is that we admit that if we don’t control our lives, fate will decide instead of us and then we have to choose from t...

We women are ready to do anything for beauty, and this can be understood literally. I am also inclined to do things that are completely opposite to my principles, and even experience fully strange things with positive feelings and thoughts. This happened in case of the pork knee stew as well. I got a hot tip that there is an incredible amount of collagen in the pork knee stew that makes your skin regain its condition as it was at the age of sixteen. Of course, I don’t just give credit to all sorts of legends, especially when it comes to such sensitive issues, as eternal youth. So I asked my favourite dermatologist what she thinks of the above-mentioned incredible case. She was eagerly nodding. “That's true” she said. The pork knee consists of a lot of collagen and what is more important, it builds into the skin. However, don’t forget that apart from collagen it also contains a lot of fat, which isn’t really good for the body. “I would recommend” she went on “you to eat something h...

In my dream I was sitting on the tram. I was waiting for it to finally depart. A single train, packed with people. With acquaintances and strangers. The bell was ringing, the doors had almost closed, when two controllers hopped on among the passengers. Immediately there was a mess. “We have no tickets!” people whispered confusedly and in the next second passengers were jumping off to the platform jostling and fighting with each other. The two controllers after them. I was left alone. The tram departed. At first it trundled slowly along the Danube, then I was travelling on the Japanese Super Express. I looked at the trees from the window and I felt as the uncertainty of changes and the strangeness of novelty crawled through my veins. It is not easy to give up the dullness of every days. It is so simple, convenient and safe (at least it seems to be). It goes by routine. You don’t even have to pay attention. Thinking is absolutely unnecessary. Day goes by after day. Sometimes ...

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