Hi, I’m the heart behind Mibosma.
I’ve walked the winding road of questions, doubts, healing, and rediscovery and somewhere along that path, I realized: we’re all just trying to remember who we really are beneath the noise.
Mibosma was born from my own transformation. A quiet desire to live with more depth, more presence, more truth. I’m not here to sell you magic formulas. I’m here to share a space simple, soulful, and honest where your mind, body, and soul can reconnect.
I’ve studied psychology, explored the highs and lows of self-development, and most of all, I’ve lived the shifts. I write from what I’ve lived. I create tools I needed when I was lost. I speak to you the way I wish someone had spoken to me: gently, clearly, and with deep respect for your unique journey.
Mibosma means living as you dream but gently, mindfully, in alignment with your real self.If you’ve ever felt too much, too tired, too misunderstood… you’re home here.
Let’s take this journey together one mindful step at a time.
I didn’t grow up with big dreams or dramatic turning points. I was raised in a loving, traditional family where life had clear rules what’s right, what’s wrong, and how things “should” be. I believed, like many do, that if you do good, good will come to you. And if you don’t, well, you’ll get what you deserve.
But the part no one talks about is the in-between. What happens when you’re doing all the “right” things, being the “good” one, checking every box… yet something deep inside feels off?
My Story:
For most of my life, I lived like a perfectly programmed robot polite, productive, helpful, silent. I was excellent at being what others expected. Even when I worked in quality engineering, I was probably the best version of a “functioning machine.” But I wasn’t living my life. I was performing.The strange part? I didn’t even realize it. I had silenced 90% of who I was, and I thought that was normal. I thought that was being strong.
Until one day, something broke. A conflict happened. And for the first time, instead of staying quiet and agreeable, I spoke up. I stopped someone mid-conversation and said “No.” And just like that something shifted. They backed down, apologized… and I felt peace. Real peace. That moment opened a crack in the wall I had lived behind my whole lifeIt wasn’t about becoming aggressive or cold. It was about becoming real. I started asking myself the hard questions I had buried for years. Who am I behind the good girl? The helper? The fixer?
I began to read. Watch. Study. I even enrolled in psychology studies not to become a therapist, but to understand me. Because no one else could do that for me. And honestly? The help I needed just wasn’t out there.
So I decided to become that help for myself.I wrote down everything: my triggers, my patterns, my goals, my doubts. I stuck notes on the wall beside my bed, in my kitchen, my car. I didn’t need motivation. I needed reminders of what mattered to me, of who I was becoming.
And some days I fall. I still do. But now, I fall consciously.
That’s what changed everything. It’s not about being perfect. It’s about knowing why you fall, what it’s teaching you, and how to fall differently next time.
So no, I haven’t arrived. I still make mistakes, still have bad days, still question myself. But now, I know my strength and strangely enough, I’ve made peace with my weaknesses too.I don’t want to be the “perfect” woman anymore. I want to be me. Fully. Freely. Fiercely. And if that resonates with you maybe you’re in the right place.
My Mission:
I’m not here to fix people.I’m not here to give 10 steps to happiness, or to pretend I’ve figured it all out.
I’m here because I know what it feels like to be lost in the middle of your own life.To feel invisible while doing everything “right.”
To smile while something inside you quietly asks: “Is this really who I am?” My mission isn’t to change who you are. It’s to help you meet yourself again gently, slowly, honestly. To offer tools that don’t scream, but whisper. To remind you that you don’t need to be more…. you need to be closer to what you already are.
Through words, drawings, reflections, and quiet reminders, I hope to create a space where: You can breathe.You can feel seen.And you can rebuild, not from pressure… but from presence.Because deep down, I believe that we don’t need to be “better. We just need to come home to ourselves.
What You’ll Find Here:
Mibosma isn’t just a website. It’s a quiet corner of the internet where you can breathe… and begin again.
Here, you won’t find perfection.
You’ll find presence. You’ll find tools simple, printable, made with care to help you:Reconnect with your mind,Care for your emotions,Listen to your body,And honor your own rhythm. You’ll find honest words. Not “inspirational” content that pushes you to do more but reflections that invite you to feel more.You’ll find drawings soft, soulful, imperfect just like healing is.
You’ll also find: A blog that speaks the language of growth, doubt, and gentle truth, A shop filled with tools I would have wanted when I was struggling,And a space that reminds you: you’re not broken. You’re becoming.
Whether you stay five minutes or come back again and again…
I hope you find something here that makes you breathe a little deeper.
Call to Action:
This space was created for people like you.those who feel deeply, think too much, and need a quiet place to land.
So take your time. Read a post. Download a tool. Sit with a thought.
when you’re ready…come back to yourself
You can begin here 
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