Living our love, our freedom, our dreams

Overwhelming Response

By Elena

When Meg and I were crossing Atlantic on our way to Canada, when I have just left everything and everybody I knew behind and found myself on a sailboat and with the woman I loved I had no idea not only how much that journey would change me but that one day that very trip, Meg’s and my very love, would make it possible for me to connect to so many people and in every part of the world.

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“Parallel”

By Elena

PARALLEL is my second book, where two words are converging: my life with Meg after our journey to Canada and a parallel reality in 2005 where my counterpart had never met Meg.



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Personal Freedom – a Fast Track to Exile

By Elena

Time is passing and I am glad it does. It heals the wounds Canada inflicted by denying me citizenship in my partner's, my family's, country. I also discovered that the pain Meg and I lived with for more than 6 years, being played like a fish while Canadian Immigration decides to deny me equal rights, was actually self-induced. Giving in to "fate" and convincing myself that I have no power over my life was of my own making. (more…)

Unprogrammed

By Elena

I believe that not wanting sex - "asexuality" - isn't a newly discovered phenomenon. It's just that social programming in the Western world, in connection with sex (also with not wanting to have children or to partner with someone), is so prominent that people feel awkward if they don't want it.

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Symbols of Our Love

By Elena

Atlas ring

Before we met in person in Kiev, in emails to me, Meg told me about a golden ring she had with Roman numerals. It represented time and space: the clock and the compass. To Meg it also represented the potential of attaining the unimaginable. In British Columbia we got a Tiffany "Atlas" ring for me too.

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Achieving the Unimaginable

By Elena


 

Meg and I, over an entire year, crossed half the planet – from Ukraine to Canada’s west coast – in order to be together. Most of that trip, from Turkey to British Columbia, where Meg had a home, was by sailboat. We had no other option. We embarked on this endeavor, not just because Meg had some aviation experience and the money to buy a sailboat, but because we couldn’t help but do this. (more…)