GRATITUDE…GRACE…GRATEFUL
More than 10 months at the same place…for ex Marco Polo it
was and it is a big challenge.
Starting a new life
in a small town, out of travelling, tourism, new faces and new places is a bit
tough.
Seeing the same things for months, is challenging for
someone, to whom the change was constant.
Being at one place, living the everyday life makes me travel
inside…in my heart and mind.
After years of change, suddenly something constant is what
causes the fight in my heart.
You may find it funny or strange and I can undesrtand your
side.
However, I am struggling with myself,asking: is it the place, where I want to
live my life?
The same place?
The same faces?
…and though deeply in my heart I miss my old me, who was on
roads most of the time..I can also feel, these 10 months have brought changes
in my heart.
The man I love , the children I am surrounded by, the love
around me, the so called normal life.
I dream, yes I daydream about the times on the islands,
where the lifestyle was so different.
Yet, I am here, and there are already people, who have
become kind and important in my life.
The people, who came across me in the last months and I
know, it was not by chance.
BE IN THE PRESENT MOMENT, that is what I have learnt form
the Greeks…yet, I have realized, most of the times I am int he past…
Unfortunately, as thanks to this I can not focus my mind and my
heart on my life, which I live here and now.
GRATITUDE, THATS WHAT I FEEL , AS I AM SO CLOSE TO MY LOVED
ONES, TO MY FAMILY AND MY FRIENDS FROM MY CHILDHOOD.
LIKE ODYSSEUS, thats how I feel sometimes, the hero, who has
travelled for 25 years , to finally arrive back there, where his love and his
home was waiting for him all the time.
I have arrived back home too, after years of experiencing life in diffrent parts of the World.
Yet I feel to be a tourist in my own
region…as travelling and seeing, knowing, learning about different destinies
make impact on us….We can not be the same ones, who we were, when we left our
homeland…
…and the question, I ask myself everyday..have I arrived
there, where I belong to, to my home?,or is it just one more station on my
track?
Well, if I take the fact: that its not the goal but the
journey which matters, than I have been at home all the time during my ways.
Travelling inside, meditating and self-knowledge are the
things, I experience these days.
Hope, with my words I open up a piece in your heart.
As we can not lie to ourselves…
Love.Peace...in your heart.