Home is where your heart is.
But where’s your heart? We all know physically it’s in our chest, but is that what we mean when we say things like above?
Or is it more a feeling we mean by that? The feeling of doing the right thing, which is not related to our rational mind but to our emotions.
I feel like being in a movie. Everybody acts like strangers here in the city. Each of us is living their life. Nearly apart from each other. You could watch them moving. All day long. And question what they are after. Why they are moving. What’s the force that is moving them? Their ambition, their dreams, their purpose. You would stay silent and just observe. Breathing in slowly, breathing out gently. Not commenting anything of what you see, no judgment exists in your head no more. Emptiness is your language, and stillness your state. Gazing your only focus. OM
Phantasies are popping up in my head. Daydreams of the ocean, the sand under my feet, a golden sunset bathing my skin in abundance. I see how the moon rises and day becomes night. The energy shifts, from yang to yin. A shift of perspective is taking place. I see the things differently than before. Everything turns slightly blueish. Watercolored. Blurry.
The first stars get visible for my eyes. They’re always there but I can’t see them at all times. But now I do. Some of them twinkle extra bright. And then one of them directly falls down to you. To earth. It decided to leave father sky, starting a new journey. One that holds all wonders one can imagine. Or even not. Because what exists and can become reality is way beyond our imagination. We just got a hint in mind of what is all possible to happen…
