Live your life!


... as whose else would it be, if not the one you were created to be?


I am at that right moment at the top of the hill, isolated alone for more weeks and it feels like and island in the middle of this Planet surrounded by the 
Ocean from every corner.


Calm and quite moments are substitute rather by loneliness and I feel, I go indeed crazy any minute.


- What have I done to myself and for what sacred 
reason, I ask several times in one day?
- Why have I created this situation?!:
- to punish myself staying at the place, where, in fact 
I don't live in my own space, I am so much used to.


Instead of that, I live the everyday regime of another person, who does all, what is important for her.


Exercising yoga every single morning before having her extra light breakfast, going running after that, cooking and then doing the gardening with a little rest in the middle of the day.


I feel like copying her in a way.


Me, as an observer and participant at the same time I feel, my wings are breaking and all I wish - is
- to break free!
-to open my wings and fly home, far away from this style of life, which has nothing to do with mine speed of everydays.


However, I am here now and I need to stay till my flight ticket is valid to get the plane on a certain day!


God, its like the working camp in Siberia during the War and it brings on the surface many feelings and I must realize:
what a lost of precious time it is, if we follow the life and rules set by other people customs and habits!


As such, our own LIFE is sliping among our fingers, like the precious water not drunk by a thirsty person in the desert.


Please SOMEONE save me FROM HERE but come quickly! 


Please take me even on the air ballon high to the sky, just rescue me as soon as possible!


Sure, life can't be like a vacation and we need the lessons, I admit it but what is much is more than enough.


Too much of anything , instead of giving us something extra - is killing us, in fact.


I feel like choking, can't simply bear more of it!


I repeat this words day by day aloud but somehow I always survive one more day and night.


Thanks God though, tomorrow my 'Prince' comes, he will hold my hand and finally bringing me love. 


Rescuing the 'Princes' from behind the closed doors of the high tower, where she has lived the life of Cinderella is ending soon.


He will take me away from this isolated beautiful place, which has brought again a huge change into my life but many lonely moments too.


The days in the 'army' are finishing today, I can not really believe it.


I close my eyes and I can feel and smell the taste of the delicious lunch and the cake, my wonderful, loved mom prepares for me after my arrival.


I CAN NOT WAIT TO BE AT HOME FINALLY.


My dearest family, your Marco Polo daugther has gotten the tough lesson and after years of travelling and searching - she returns home; where she belongs to with a peace in her heart:


- to see and to hug you all, who means the World to her restless, traveller heart!


The time has come to take a rest and stay there, where she was born to.


Home sweet home!





What a true saying and I believe, you all have that unigue place in your life, this huge gift, to be among the ones, who have the same blood as us and who awaits us always with a loving, warm and opened heart.


Love you my family and thank you for being there for me always!