a window to life

12.07.23

these days I am feeling as though I am watching the universe do its work, perform its special magic. sometimes in life the so called coincidences and signs are few, these days they are almost overwhelming.

perhaps because I started following my heart again?
not that I’ve wanted to stop doing that in between. somehow it had just happened. and instead of led by my heart I felt rushed and confused about suddenly being back in this western world. sometimes I even felt led by fear.

those of you that are constant guests in this library of my heart will find the fast movement of life and changes with me.

a few days I wrote some words from a place of confusion, not knowing and not having a direction yet. right after that my intuition showed me a way and I decided to follow it and jump: even though that felt scary to me at first. after taking that leap of faith life revealed an impressive amount of coincidences and synchronicities to me and somehow things that seemed quite difficult at first came into alignment.

I found a ride from andalusia all the way to boom festival. with people that will potentially even borrow me a tent for that time.

in valencia I was hosted by a wonderful kind man that made vegan dinner for us, shared some of his life with me and listened to my stories from the jungle and from the magic that life provides with such abundance these days.
we watched the rain together and then a rainbow we had both hoped for.

this morning, he woke up early to have breakfast with me. pumpkin cake his mom has made from a pumpkin his dad has grown in their garden and soy milk. he walked me to the metro station and I started my journey to granada.

the people I drove to granada with were extremely friendly once again. at first they spoke a lot in spanish and I slept happily in the back on the drivers suitcase. eventually we stopped and had a coffee; there we found out that me as well as the other passenger were vegan and she shared her pan con tomate with me.

as we continued driving I took part in the conversation and they tried very hard to include me by speaking very slowly and in between explaining me what was said in english.

then we got into some traffic. I checked google maps to see what’s going on and read that there was an accident ahead of us;
in that very moment there was an explosion – the tile of a truck on the other lane had exploded and the truck was out of control.

it fell and slid right towards our little car breaking the two metal barriers separating the lanes as if they weren’t existent and crushed into one of the cars right behind us.

I’ve never seen an accident like this and in the moment this huge truck flew into my direction I saw my life flashing before my eyes. I couldn’t believe what had happened nor that we were still alive and unharmed.
so much energy. I cried. we continued, on the way we saw two more trucks that had had crashs as well.

everything is so relative and the line between life and death incredibly thin. today in the car I experienced a moment of feeling „okay, this is it.“. and one of the things I strongly felt strangely was: how did I not see this coming? how did I not feel this in advance?

life is precious. life is a miracle, endlessly wonderful and not ordinary at all.

I ended up in a hostel in the center of granada. extremely exhausted I went to rest.

in the evening I went out. the evening sun was still hot, the streets bright and filled with people.

walking down these beautiful streets filled with arabic words and restaurants, filled with all these beautiful garments and little lamps I felt that I was no longer separated from my dreams but right inside of them.

I felt that I wasn’t chasing my dream, I was living it. somehow the middle east that is calling my heart so strongly these days has already entered my life.