Much of ink has been spilled on a paper and many words spoken about the times in which we live now. How unpredictable and fast everything unfolds. How insecure and confused people are. How much suffering and vain there is...

Day comes and night shines, when it hurts. Uncertainty and restlessness take their strength and feed on forgotten memories and emotional whirlpools that trapped a wounded soul long ago.

The path of friendship and loving co-creation led me to the Karst. To a direct proximity of an area which had recently been engulfed in a great flame. And it was released from its grip only after a fire was ranging for several days in a row.

Last time my dear friend, a free wild being, called a meeting at his teepee. It was organised in a place that provides shelter from prying eyes and at the same time connects you to the pulse of forest growth, animal muzzles, wings and other forms of life. It is enlivened by the subtle proximity of a water spring ...

I call upon the beings of the element of fire to inspire our creative ideas, to ignite the spark of creative power from which the ideas of our soul emerge. Let them connect the impressions of our consciousness, bind them into a whole that supports and guides the essence of our soul in this beautiful body