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FOOD IS A PRAYERBefore science dissected it,before diets named it,before factories packaged it—food was a prayer.It grew...
11/09/2025

FOOD IS A PRAYER

Before science dissected it,
before diets named it,
before factories packaged it—
food was a prayer.

It grew under the sun.
It was gathered with reverence.
It was cooked with hands that knew the rhythm of love.
It was shared. It was offered. It was honored.
In every ancient culture, to eat was not just to fill the belly.
It was to receive life.

To partake in creation.
To commune with the Divine.

But somewhere along the way, we forgot.
Food became fast, functional, fragmented.
We began counting calories instead of blessings.
We sought fullness in quantity, not in presence.
And we started eating not with joy, but with fear.

This is an invitation to remember.

To remember that your body is a living temple.
That what you eat does not just build your muscles or curve your waistline—
it awakens or dims your consciousness.

Every molecule you ingest is information.
Every bite is a choice: to heal or to harm, to wake up or to numb.

When you eat a living food—
a sun-kissed tomato, raw honey, fermented greens, unrefined oils, real salt—
you are not just eating nutrients.
You are taking in life force, light, biophotons, and sacred codes of nature.

And when you eat dead food—
ultra-processed, sterilized, bleached, denatured— you are eating emptiness.
You are eating forgetfulness.

Food is not neutral.
It is a messenger, a mirror, a medicine, or a poison.

Let us eat, not to escape life—but to embody it more fully.

🌸 The Art & Science of Eating
by Jetro Vin Rafael

🐦‍⬛ Grief has brought me back to the eternal presence of love.I never truly understood grief before. While I had lost ma...
08/09/2025

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Grief has brought me back to the eternal presence of love.

I never truly understood grief before. While I had lost many beloved souls in the past, it wasn’t until my life partner of 20 years passed away that I grasped its depth. It was the most humbling, heart-shattering experience of my existence. I was torn apart, broken into pieces. My entire world crumbled before me.

I didn’t realize how arrogant I had been—until grief stripped me bare.

It left me powerless. All the self-empowerment, independence, and self-knowing I once prided myself on were revealed as mere illusions, a facade that had never been rooted in true empowerment, true independence, or true knowing.

I was humbled.

Time and again, Life teaches divine lessons here on Earth.

For months, I found myself in situations where I had no control over “my” life. The illusion of being self-sufficient, of being the leader, of being in charge—dissolved. What I once believed to be strength was only a shadow of a greater truth.

And then, Life extended an invitation.

This time, not as a leader. Not as a frontliner. Not as a separate, independent, empowered individual.

But as A Member of Life itself—a Life that is empowered, a Life that is sustainable, a Life that is all-knowing.

Grief became my medicine, a sacred reminder of who I am.

Before, I grieved with sadness and longing.
I cried out in pain.
I felt isolated and disconnected.

Now, I grieve with love.
I cry because my heart overflows with joy.
I scream because happiness pulses through me.
I feel whole because I know Life is within and around me.

Through countless deaths and rebirths in this single lifetime, I am reminded:

I am part of Life.
I am part of God’s being.
I am part of the Divine’s eternal love.

I still cry.
I still sob.
I still wail.
I still long.
I still grieve.

But the difference now is—I know I am not alone.

When I cry, Life cries with me.
When I sob, Life sobs with me.
When I long, Life longs with me.
When I grieve, Life grieves with me.

And after everything—when the silence settles, when the waves of sorrow subside—this truth remains:

I am part of Life.
And so are you.

I am Life, and so are you.

We are Life itself.

Regardless of how we feel—whether in joy or sorrow, light or darkness—we are always whole.
We are always enough.
We are always perfect as we are.

We are One.
Connected by our hearts.

We are Love.
Eternally birthing the presence of love itself.

🦉After the death of our loved ones, who do we become?Are we but ghosts of the past, wandering through memories?Are we fr...
07/09/2025

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After the death of our loved ones, who do we become?
Are we but ghosts of the past, wandering through memories?
Are we fragments of what once was, carrying shadows of love shared?

Or—are we the living embodiment of that love itself?
Not merely remembering, but becoming the love that never dies.

Indeed, we are not living ghosts.
We are LiViNG L💗VE.

07/09/2025

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06/09/2025
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06/09/2025

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