Coming home...
was not an easy decision to take after many hours of hesitation ....
after almost 20 years of travelling am I really about to return to the point, where I first saw the ray of light of thsi World? I was asking myself this summer many times.
WHY? was I scared? to arrive home?
- to the place, where my family hugs me everyday, where my good friends are happy to have me here?
...where so many people know me since my childhood and where I do not have to prove, who I AM?!
GOD? was I loosing so much time thinking about this step? about the one, where I am spoilted like a princess?
It may be dangerous too, as once I settle down here, wrapped in the pink cotton, surrounded by lots of loving faces and hugging hands I will not be willing to move away again.
Does it mean? Marco Polo or Odysseus, which are my nicknames has finally arrived home?
Have I traveled so many years observing destinies and lives of different nationalities only to realize that the place, where I am remaining now is my real place?
....AS ON MY WAY I HAVE FOUND OUT, ITS THE PEOPLE AROUND US , WHO MAKES OUR LIFE HAPPY AND OUR HEARTS WARM.
A small circle of friends and our family with whom we can share our beliefs, our dreams and our tears too.
They are the ones, who lifts us up and who holds our hands to dance ona sunny day.
Once we are loved and we find time for our hobby, when we do what we love and we have time for ourselves, while surrounded by the nature and the quitness I ask you and myself:
What else is out there, for what we should be sad or fight for? once WE HAVE IT ALL?!
...in the tiny little miracles of everydays are the fractures of our lives hidden.
If you can, try to watch the wonderful movie: THE TREE OF LIFE, as it reflects in beautiful pictures, what I am just trying here to say.
be well and be blessed.
I wish you to see the beauty hidden in every moments.
was not an easy decision to take after many hours of hesitation ....
after almost 20 years of travelling am I really about to return to the point, where I first saw the ray of light of thsi World? I was asking myself this summer many times.
WHY? was I scared? to arrive home?
- to the place, where my family hugs me everyday, where my good friends are happy to have me here?
...where so many people know me since my childhood and where I do not have to prove, who I AM?!
GOD? was I loosing so much time thinking about this step? about the one, where I am spoilted like a princess?
It may be dangerous too, as once I settle down here, wrapped in the pink cotton, surrounded by lots of loving faces and hugging hands I will not be willing to move away again.
Does it mean? Marco Polo or Odysseus, which are my nicknames has finally arrived home?
Have I traveled so many years observing destinies and lives of different nationalities only to realize that the place, where I am remaining now is my real place?
....AS ON MY WAY I HAVE FOUND OUT, ITS THE PEOPLE AROUND US , WHO MAKES OUR LIFE HAPPY AND OUR HEARTS WARM.
A small circle of friends and our family with whom we can share our beliefs, our dreams and our tears too.
They are the ones, who lifts us up and who holds our hands to dance ona sunny day.
Once we are loved and we find time for our hobby, when we do what we love and we have time for ourselves, while surrounded by the nature and the quitness I ask you and myself:
What else is out there, for what we should be sad or fight for? once WE HAVE IT ALL?!
...in the tiny little miracles of everydays are the fractures of our lives hidden.
If you can, try to watch the wonderful movie: THE TREE OF LIFE, as it reflects in beautiful pictures, what I am just trying here to say.
be well and be blessed.
I wish you to see the beauty hidden in every moments.
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