Another story about a journey that connects not only places, but also feelings. Short, yet profound moments that remain with us in silence.
252. | Come home!
There are shelves in my life that I rarely go to. I just dusted one of them a little. It was no accident.
251. | Dust In The Wind
Instead of two sides, I chose the edge. The moment appears and disappears – and I have learned to let go. Maybe this is true freedom.
243. | I don’t expect anything. That way I can find everything.
I expect nothing. I find everything. That’s how everything becomes within me from nothing.
239. | Officially fifty
I wanted to spend my 50th birthday alone. However, a Lao family firmly prevented this.
238. | Why here? Why not there?
I could be happy anywhere. Even in Hungary. But right now I’m testing this theory somewhere else.
234. | I May Be Wrong
The author may have written a book about doubt, which I read with open and hopeful eyes. Now I open my palms and let go of both doubt and hope.
231. | A little lesson organized into a map
I don’t always like lists. This one really got me with its first point. It became an internal map. Sometimes it’s good for a hiker to look at the map.
228. | Which book tells who I am?
I started writing this post 4 weeks ago. That’s when I first wrote the word Redesign. After 4 weeks, this word has two meanings.
214. | Hello, my old friend, conflict!
After five months of peace, the first conflict arrived. I did not send the answer. But my daughter set an example. I am proud of my daughters.