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.