As the unfolding takes place, Waves wash over us. . Cold and hot ones. . You here, the material you, are a never-ending story. Layer by layer. Blossom after blossom. A development. A mystery. A wild horse on a unknown path. . The you, as in universe, the high spirit that knows everything, this you is born every day. The spiritual you is new in each moment. It has no story. No path. It is one with the eternal now. It forms and belongs the supreme will. It is a love that includes all. . These days I feel the deep urge to stop telling my own story. Too often I am explaining myself with it. I am so and so, because I had countless traumatic experiences. . I wish to stop this. I wish to own the moment with all I am now. And I wish for it, because I’ve done it and it’s so good. . To be clear and shine trough all the facets of the self. There are moments, when we meet a human and the hearts connect in a second. Deep knowing washes away all history and any distance. We call this love by first sight. We search for this kind of connection. . Today I found out, that touch is another door to find this place. Sincere touch. Holding a hand of a person. And nothing else. No wanting. No pressure. Just holding a hand. And there it is, the eternal now. A calmness washes away all buzzing in the body. A healing connection. . Hold a hand today. And let it be what it is. A human touch. . #touch #mentalhealth #bodywork #awakening #higherspirit #благовещение #holdahand #connection #guidance #human #truth #love