To translate the richness of my inner sea into something more substantial for the world to grasps. So when you read it you know you are not alone.
I hope it shan’t be used as a sword against me by people with intentions other than this.
Since I met God, it became easier for me to distinguish anything that is not real. When one is opposite the image of Real Love, it becomes a source of example for anything else. Even conversations. One senses clearly when something is all-encompassingly present, and when something is clearly missing. In the absence of heart, nothing real can ever be forged.
“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
Somewhere deep in the forest, that’s when I had my best conversations. With Him, and anyone else. I suppose the calmness of His Creation can be very much soothing; and therefore, inspiring, and bonding. Especially when we walked next to each other.