Gypsy souls, magic dust and life beyond the big 50.

  Between incursions into the past and fears about the future or the potencial present it has been a curious night, full of reflexions. The certainty that remains, though, is that is the immediate present I have to concentrate in. I have thought reflected much about matters that needed reflection upon, mainly for the sake of fairness and clearness. I can now see many mistakes of mine, but can also see so much beauty in memories that has been tainted and distorted by most recent events. There are still no answers, but my heart is calmer, because I can face things more clearly, all the good I did and everything I did wrong, all my less noble feelings. ...and that was the past. On a whole different note there's the future or the potencial present, and regarding that I can only do what we all can do: Deal with what comes when it comes as there will be no answers written in the wind or in the tea leaves, so answers will come when answers will come. A sentence I re...

I feel good. Something is breaking free.

A peaceful heart brings good fortune, a peaceful mind brings good health. My hapiness needs the peace whithin.  It doesn't take much for me to recover hopefulness, especially these days. Sending all my love to the ones I love, to the obvious ones and to the unlikely ones. Because love is needed. It never took much for me to spot true beauty.....that much hasn't changed. And there is loads of it around, if only one cares to look for it...in the obvious places and in the unlikely ones.

The air is again fresh and new winds approach with good energies, a clear heart and a promising path. Let's re-start, as we have so well learned how to. But keep close to you the ones who always brought goodness to your heart and keep track of your essence.