Foreword by Lyia Meta There are songs that don’t just play—they echo. They follow you through time, quietly altering the way you see...

Foreword by Lyia Meta Many years ago, I became utterly absorbed in the story of Jeanne d’Arc, better known to many as Joan of Arc.¹ Her...

Foreword by Lyia Meta Some time ago, I came across a film that left a lasting impression—Burnt Offerings, starring Karen Black. It wasn’t...

Foreword When I was a little girl, you would often find me drawing elaborate pieces of ‘art’ in the sand, on the school blackboard when...

The Death of Socrates by Jacques-Louis David Some dreams come with a price tag. And I don’t mean the kind you can swipe a card for. I’ve...

In skies of ash where shadows play, Hope often hides, but then finds a way. Softly, a glint so slight, I may Break through the gloom with...

As the year draws to a close, I find myself reflecting on how much has changed—not only in the world around me but within my own life and...

There once was a girl, so strong, For whom "tired" was never in her song. Indefatigable, true, With a million things to pursue, She’d...

Dreams and trials entwined Each day turns hope to true light— I am all I seek. I am everything I set out to be. ©Lyia Meta All rights...

In the quiet of the afternoon light, A tuxedo cat sits, black and white. With fur so sleek, like evening’s attire, She prances and...

There are days when you just want to shut out the world, to retreat into a space where expectations don’t exist, and you can simply...

I dance, I dance I dance to feel my soul take flight, I dance with all my heart, igniting the night. I dance, I dance, I dance! In every...

I have always been attuned to the subtle "signs" and gentle "nudges" from the universe. These affirmations often guide me back onto the...

Photocredit: KACV, Kerala, India. Taken at the IIMF 2022. Far too often, I've been questioned: "Why do you sing, Lyia? Why do you write...

“ The pursuit of happiness is a paradox: it’s not found in the chase, but in the quiet acceptance of the present moment where joy quietly...

Title: The Path | Artwork: Lyia Meta | Media: acrylic, mixed media at the precipice where calm starts, there is a balance within, where...

The phrase "having your cake and eating it too" implies wanting to enjoy two mutually exclusive benefits at the same time. In the context...

Oh, the dreaded task, it looms ahead, But I kick the can down the road instead. Bills to pay and chores to mind, I’ll do it later, I...

Every day offers a new beginning, and I embrace the opportunity to start afresh or find a reason to keep going. A fresh canvas can be...

What's happening to me, I can't quite say, As shadows shift and skies turn gray. And now unsure, in a world where nothing feels secure....