The Sacred place I´m walking, seeing and touching everyday

It´s simply all around me, above my head and under my feet. I feel honored when people give me some of their time to have a drink together, to speak on ordinary things or even more, to walk together or to ask me a favor.

How dear is the sun touching my face with it´s first morning beams, or a storm washing and blowing away old leftovers and things we don´t need anymore and bringing us change and new beginning!

Not a chance I could ever want to walk in someone else´s shoes, even though mine are sometimes too big or small maybe. For I could see my mother´s eyes looking at mine, I could hear my children calling my name and hold my husbands hand if I was afraid or just so.

How precious the days we have! I remember candle light in your eyes, a snowflake on my dog´s hair, running down the street and how I was eating an ice cream. One day will only stay these sweet memories of nights and mornings spent with paintbrush in my hand dancing across paper or how I was swimming with fish around the reef, pretending I´m one of them. And how beautiful was climbing the mountains highs!

The bodies and minds of human beings are so limited and limitating on our paths, as we cross different situations and events under many changing conditions. Look at some people, how hard they can work on themselves for being better humans. For having you touched by love and light when you need it mostly, being your friend and angel.

This absolutely is the right place to be. Yet one day, all that we´ll have left will be these sweet memories and beautiful dreams. May I still for a while make a breakfast for my loved ones. And see them smiling. May I see with the eyes of the life, may I hear the heartbeat, may I actually Be the heartbeat... for all times and beyond and then stay still till the next...

And the sky is so wide and high open......welcome everyone!!!!!!