Author: nayeriey

  • Finding Joy Again: What Christmas Softly Reminds My Heart

    Finding Joy Again: What Christmas Softly Reminds My Heart

    There’s something about Christmas that softens even the toughest parts of the year.Maybe it’s the lights. Maybe it’s the music. Maybe it’s the way December seems to whisper, “You made it. Breathe now.” Growing up, I always loved Christmas — not because everything was perfect, but because for a moment, the world slowed down. Even…

  • Meet Gratitude’s Twin Sister, “Attitude!”

    Meet Gratitude’s Twin Sister, “Attitude!”

    If you don’t like something, change it. If you can’t change it, change your attitude. ~ Maya Angelou At times, life may seem daunting, causing us to complain about our circumstances. Certain situations are beyond our control- illness, the weather, the actions of others, situations at work or school, devastating events like earthquakes, 9/11 or…

  • The People Who Carry My Heart

    The People Who Carry My Heart

    Family is such a simple word, but somehow it holds the weight of our entire lives. It’s the laughter that fills the house on holidays, the quiet understanding in the middle of chaos, the familiar faces that remind us we’re never walking this path alone. For me, family is the thread that stitches my life…

  • The love that outlives you

    The love that outlives you

    Lately, I’ve found myself thinking about death—not in a morbid way, but in that quiet, reflective way that sneaks in when the world slows down. Maybe it’s the stillness of a late night or the way memories surface when you least expect them. It’s strange how death, though so certain, still feels like something we…

  • Home Is Right Where I Am

    Home Is Right Where I Am

    If I could live anywhere in the world, I’d still choose right here—Pasadena, California. The land of the free, home of the brave… though lately, it doesn’t always feel that way. Still, I hold onto hope for a better tomorrow. Pasadena has this quiet magic about it. There’s Vroman’s Bookstore, my absolute favorite spot to…

  • When God Feels Silent — Trusting Divine Timing Through Stillness and Uncertainty

    When God Feels Silent — Trusting Divine Timing Through Stillness and Uncertainty

    There are seasons when the silence feels deafening.You pray, you wait, and you wonder if Heaven’s forgotten your name. You do all the “right” things—believe, surrender, stay hopeful—and yet, it feels like the answers never come. I know that space all too well.It’s the space between heartbreak and healing, between loss and meaning, between prayers…

  • If I Had Three Magic Genie Wishes

    If I Had Three Magic Genie Wishes

    If a genie ever appeared before me, shimmering in that swirl of gold and mystery, I think I’d pause before blurting out anything. Not because I don’t have dreams—but because I’d want my wishes to matter. Not just to make life easier, but to make it fuller. Wish #1: Clarity—always.More than success, I’d ask for…

  • What Courage Really Looks Like (It’s Not What You Think)

    What Courage Really Looks Like (It’s Not What You Think)

    There’s a kind of courage that doesn’t roar.It doesn’t stand on a stage or wear armor.It’s quieter than that—gentler, even. It’s the kind that wakes up each morning and says, “I’ll try again.”Even when yesterday hurt.Even when fear still lingers.Even when the future feels like fog. Courage Isn’t Loud — It’s Honest We often picture…

  • What principles define how you live?

    What principles define how you live?

    For me, the principles that define how I live were shaped by both pain and resilience. After my accident, I realized life is too fragile to live on autopilot. So I try to live by three guiding truths: First, authenticity. I refuse to wear masks anymore. I want to show up as I am—flawed, growing,…

  • The Quiet Compass: Learning to Trust Your Intuition

    The Quiet Compass: Learning to Trust Your Intuition

    There’s a voice inside of you that doesn’t shout. It doesn’t demand, it doesn’t beg for your attention the way fear often does. Instead, it whispers. It nudges. It shows up as a feeling in your chest, a knowing in your gut, or a gentle pull that you can’t quite explain. This voice is called…