Give me your hand and let me carry you to the high peaks, the clouds flimsy. Let me show you first light through my eyes and feel the gentle breeze of the wind on my skin. Allow me to show you how great listen, how to listen to the silence at night and you circles. Let me wear your steps through the sand, into the unknown, far away in the distance, where heaven and earth combine. Let me smell the flowers on your behalf and you to feel the fragrance, to listen to the song of life you can live. … Continue reading Give me your hands…

Sometimes we are more attached to the journey than we are to the discovery. Because the journey happens in the mind. The discovery happens in the heart. The heart has reasons that reason does not even knows, a discontent contentment, a hiccup in pain, but it’s so good to feel it, to discover the soul behind the passions that feed us every day, being in love, that is a key — rediscover love inside us. The journey passes by us so fast, no matter whether good or bad, suddenly when we realized everything has gone like a dream — waves … Continue reading L’amour n’est pas un lien, c’est une révélation …