Gabriela Trofin-Tatár
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Passionate about tech, studying Modern Journalism at NYU, and mother of 3 littles. Curious, bookaholic and travel addict. I also write on Medium and Substack: https://medium.com/@chicachiflada & https://chicachiflada.substack.com/
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The Lure of the Unknown
"There was only one rule: don’t open the door." Elie and Electra stood before the old car, hoping the key from their grandmother's sealed box would work. The car had been there forever. The key, a silvery scratched object, was small and insignificant.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Horror
Samhain’s Magic: A Sisterhood’s Spell in the Whispering Woods
The October smoky sun rays filtered through the rustling leaves, barely hanging on the branches of the trees. I had left my morning coffee on the porch while crouching on all fours. I was stuck watching two ants carry a dry fly. They looked like ant sisters. The ants managed to move the fly to the bushes, and they disappeared underground.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Chapters
The Silver Bell and the Fairy Ring
The October air was cold, crispy, and sweet, like a cookie left on the counter by Grandma Lalli. My cousin Atlanta and I skip-jumped down the ivy-clad path behind Grandma’s cottage. We were nine and were the perfect pair of wide-eyed, curious apprentices, eager to absorb every bit of herbal wisdom from our grandmother.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Chapters
A Romanian Grandmother’s Untold War Stories
My grandmother’s eyes had a hint of mischief when she told me from time to time about her experiences during World War II. I can’t remember exactly what prompted her to tell those stories, but she never went too much into details anyway. What I know is that she was a young woman of about 20 at the time, living in a small village in southern Romania. She lived through the Soviet occupation and witnessed the tumultuous events that crushed various parts of Europe. The people who lived in those times were deeply marked for life and also transferred their traumas further to the next generations.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Confessions
Dancing with My True Self
Recently, I've discovered how good it feels to accept myself exactly as I am. I've accepted that through free movement, cultivating a state of presence, and connecting with the Feminine Body, I return to myself. I've done many courses and therapies in the past years, and I have been slowly come to embody my true feminine self. It's a journey, it takes time. Patience and consistency are needed.
By Gabriela Trofin-Tatárabout a year ago in Confessions
