Coach Mihaela Stancu

28/09/2025

Just bumped into the fabulous Leila tonight – the real queen of colors! 🦎✨ She’s basically a tiny disco ball with legs, and honestly, her vibe is contagious. 💃🌈 Big thanks to .cristina.bratu for letting me sneak into Leila’s magical little universe (even if just for a moment). Can confirm: joy this pure can’t be faked 🤭💛

28/08/2025

A sunset to remember 🙂!

24/08/2025

Sometimes, art reminds me that beauty blooms when I nurture it. A lace-woven lady with her parasol, watering the world with patience and grace.
She’s not real, yet she feels alive — a reminder that elegance is not just in appearance, but in the act of giving life.
For just a moment today, I watered my own garden — my dreams, my heart, my soul to let the flowers bloom.

20/08/2025

Sometimes my favorite activity is doing nothing.
Because in the stillness, my mind finds peace.
In the silence, my soul breathes louder.
Relaxation isn’t about distractions — it’s about presence.

18/08/2025

The sea, the sunsets, and the rare sunrises I catch, make me feel life pulsing intensely through my body—sometimes more than any daily encounter ever could. 🌊✨ When I gaze at nature’s wonders, I’m called into full presence. My senses awaken, and suddenly there’s no fear, no anger, no sadness—just pure contemplation.

In that stillness, I reconnect with myself, my dreams, my hopes… with everything that was, is, and will be concurrently. That’s when the stories I imagine come alive, flowing endlessly, while time itself dissolves. ⏳💫

I’m deeply grateful for every chance to see, feel, and hear Earth’s rhythm. 🌍💙

🌊☀️✨

15/08/2025

Holiday curls have become my effortless go-to.
I wasn’t always curly—my hair used to be straight, while I secretly dreamed of seeing waves.
And one day, it just… happened.
It’s not always easy, but it’s part of what makes me me, I guess…

27/07/2025

This is how true peace looks like.
No emails. No meetings. Just purring, naps, and zero responsibilities.
Teach me your ways, wise furry loaf. 🐱🧘‍♀️💤


moments

22/06/2025

When I walk in the woods, I love it because it brings me into .
All my senses awaken. I begin to see everything my gaze captures—frogs hidden beneath trees, nests perched high above, twin trees standing side by side yet completely different.

All of it happens at once—while I hear the rhythm of water, the songs of birds, the hush of the wind.

I feel how the sun gently warms parts of my face, how the breeze touches only one side of me, how the earth shifts beneath the weight of each step.

There, I return fully into myself. I awaken. I simply am. And I can dream my dreams in being. -walks Denmark🇩🇰

19/06/2025

When I feel overwhelmed by emotions, I know someone is watching me! I am in love with its gaze, and its purrs. And the presence it is teaching me, is invaluable. If you want to be like a cat, just be!

12/06/2025

When I have a little time, I indulge in stories and paper books. I love the smell and the feel of the pages.
📚Right now, I’m reading this one — a book about the early roots of feminism in an interwar Eastern European country: Romania.🇷🇴
👗🚴‍♀️Mița Biciclista didn’t need filters, just a bicycle, a fierce outfit, and nerves of steel to ride through conservative Bucharest, leaving a manly society of the 20’s shocked and gossip columns breathless.
💄🚲 “A femme fatale on a handlebar” – elegant, scandalous, and unapologetically ahead of her time.
In that world where women were expected to be quiet and proper, Mița chose to be loud, stylish, just herself in the end…
She turned independence into performance art:
“Mița didn’t ride her bike to get somewhere — she did it to prove she could.”
This book reminds me that rebellion doesn’t always look like shouting — sometimes, it looks like riding a bicycle in a corset through a city that isn’t ready for you. 🥰

18/05/2025

This place is a very special one for me. Whenever I go back here, it feels that time pauses. There is no rush, there is no pressure, there is no bad. People are so kind and welcoming. It’s just the world how God made it. In this place, I danced first time dressed in national costume, here I lived a country life my grandma was telling me about when she was talking about her childhood. In all that nature landscape there is this special place called the Gods bridge- one of the few natural rock bridges in the world still open to car traffic. It was formed by the collapse of a cave ceiling. This impressive stone arch is a proof of nature’s power. Surrounded by karst fields, hidden caves, and lilac forests for me, is the place where sky touches the earth and mundane and divine blend. Is where I feel young again, and always home.

03/05/2025