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. How come they're still here? Hasn't their time already drowned in the sea of new intentions and decisions?<\/p>\n
I'm drowning too. But not long enough to run out of breath. I trust. Just as life is beautiful, there are also dark sides. It is because of them that we rejoice, because only the opposite creates the meaning of the first. Such is the dance of life. I\u2019m accepting it. And I know that my true essence of being is beyond that.<\/p>\n
And even when I forget that, I'm not alone. Now I know it and trust it even more. Nobody is alone. We are always protected and supported.<\/p>\n
And on one such day, I wandered through the Polhograjski dolomiti. With heavy legs and breath. And in a magical moment of all-connectedness, warm sunlight and a crack in the worlds of perception, I was able to get rid of the heavy emotional baggage.<\/p>\n
A piercing gaze of a centuries-old linden tree,
\nheavy but at the same time lightly curious,
\nreaches under the dreamy forehead.<\/p>\n
A rough trunk resists time,
\nit moves invisibly in the wind
\nwith the luminous presence of breath.<\/p>\n
A footsteps halt in anticipation,
\nrustle of inaudible larch needles
\nopens the space of magical junction.<\/p>\n
Eagles above me reveal the way
\ninto the limitlessness of dream worlds,
\nwhere the stories of life begin to exist.<\/p>\n
Now. Bounce.<\/p>\n
I fly when I walk
\nI dream with my eyes open
\nI live in the moment of creation.<\/p>\n
You can trust as well. And if your experience resembles my words and you feel the pain when life turns to the dark side, feel confident that everything will be alright - it already is.<\/p>\n
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Pride dan in zasije no\u010d, ko boli. Negotovost in nemir dobivata svojo mo\u010d in se napajata na pozabljenih spominih in \u010dustvenih vrtincih, ki so \u017ee davno nazaj ukle\u0161\u010dili ranjeno du\u0161o. Kako to, da so \u0161e vedno tukaj? Mar ni njihov \u010das \u017ee utonil v morju sve\u017eih namer in odlo\u010ditev? Tonem tudi jaz. Vendar ne dovolj dolgo, da bi mi zmanjkalo sape. Zaupam. Tako kot je \u017eivljenje lepo, so hkrati prisotne tudi temne plati. Ravno zaradi njih se radostimo, saj \u0161ele nasprotje ustvari pomen prvega. Tak\u0161en je ples \u017eivljenja. Sprejemam. In vem, da je moje bistvo onkraj tega. In takrat, ko pozabim na to, nisem sama. Zdaj to vem in zaupam \u0161e toliko bolj. Nih\u010de ni sam. Vedno smo varovani in podprti. In na enega tak\u0161nih dni sem se potepala po Polhograjskih dolomitih. S te\u017ekimi nogami in dihom. In v \u010darobnem trenutku vsepovezanosti, toplih son\u010dnih \u017earkov in razpoke v svetovih zaznavanja, sem lahko odvrgla te\u017eko \u010dustveno prtljago. Prodoren pogled ve\u010dstoletne lipe, te\u017eak a hkrati lahkotno radoveden, se\u017ee pod zasanjano \u010delo. Hrapavo deblo kljubuje \u010dasu, nevidno se giba v vetru s svetle\u010do prisotnostjo diha. Korak v pri\u010dakovanju zastane, \u0161elest nesli\u0161nih iglic macesna odpre prostor \u010darobnega stika. Orli nad mano ka\u017eejo pot, v brezmejnost sanjskih svetov, kjer zgodbe \u017eivljenja za\u010dnejo obstoj. Zdaj. Odskok. Letim, ko hodim, sanjam z odprimi o\u010dmi, \u017eivim v trenutku stvarjenja. Tudi ti zaupaj, \u010de se morda najde\u0161 v mojih besedah in \u010duti\u0161 bole\u010dino, kadar se \u017eivljenje prevesi v temno stran. <\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":479,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-478","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-carne-iskrice"],"yoast_head":"\n