Art of Love, Mirror of The Soul

Welcome to the space of connection, intimacy, mysticism and folklore 

Are You His Eyes?

I had the incredible pleasure to collaborate with the brilliant artist and photographer Maira Santos of Silver Photo Journal. “I was wondering what he is thinking about while working. Let me know if you have a story on that.” I did. Right away I felt that I did and wanted to tune in further …

The Beloved’s Wrist & By the Sea: In Positano, Italy

The inside of the forearm always remains so tender – despite age and circumstance. Just above the fragile wrist, is the place where we can trace ourselves back to the very beginning – we can remind ourselves of the tenderness that never changed; of what we forever hold in our hearts despite changes, …

The Art of Loving: Exploring Intimacy and Love

Here I am, with Van Gogh’s “Starry Night Over the Rhône.” I’ve always loved art, though I admit that I usually stroll through the gallery rooms rather quickly. It’s a seeking. A restless seeking until the moment something grabs me, and I am consumed by it. Today, I...

Thoughts on Karma & Misunderstood Spirituality: Faces of God

Life has its own pulse. To see the face of God, may be we need to accept all of life’s aspects as they wave. Is there a purpose? Of course. But maybe it is just something beyond the understanding of our human condition; of a perception much higher than we will ever be able to fully realize in this life…

Nothing is as it Looks, as Reminded by a Sparrow

As I pass through the backyard heading home I see a little sparrow lying on the walkway. Not moving. I kneel next to it as my heart sinks hoping it’d move and fly away; hoping it isn’t dead but may be it is just … resting? But still, the sparrow is not moving. I look...

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Art of Love, Mirror of The Soul  is dedicated to the sacred arts where I write articles on connection, intimacy, mysticism and folklore. My intention is to inspire an environment of love, empathy, emotional wellbeing and deepening our connections, so that we lead more spiritually fulfilling lives and build healthy relationships – by exploring the wisdom and secrets of our world and unveil the beauty beyond the veil and within ourselves.

My name is Lubomira, meaning ‘love and peace; great love’.  It is derived from lubov which means ‘love’ and mir ‘peace’.  I am a Bulgarian-Canadian writer, poet, humanitarian, intuitive empath, spiritualist, magical creator and author of best seller Moonhold.

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Moonhold is a lyrical, mystical, visceral and spiritual exploration of love and vision. Describing emotional landscapes with empathy and precision, the story explores the complexity of human connection and intimacy. A timeless meditation on love as it transcends physical touch into spiritual oneness, and on the strength and fragility of the human spirit as it builds new life from decay.

The title moonhold refers to holding space for love and life through all of its changing phases and uncertainties, as the waning is always held by the waxing. Flowing from one page to the next, all poems are untitled, interchanging minimalism with lyrical free verse to further portray the natural flow of love through all of its movings, stringing together words and perspectives as the necklace of life, inspired by the Buddhist philosophy of Indra’s net of jewels.

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A truly beautiful and masterful collection of poems. 

Beautifully rich and layered; lyrical longer pieces exploring love and separation are woven together with little pieces of heart and soul; the very ribs from the author’s own chest. The tension with which heartbreak is held by hope is exquisite; and told delicately, with profound and kind wisdom. The story gathers around the reader and I think will always be a part of us. I feel quite bereft now it’s finished and sit feeling stragely alone without its accompaniment. A truly beautiful and masterful collection of poems.

– Emma Blas, author of ‘No Less Wild Than The Wind’