In English
I feel lightness when traveling by train now, because on each trip, rekindle in me the Golden Light touching my heart. I still listen to mantras and songs just for the pleasure of being happy. Sometimes, the Sun seems to board too and fill the carriage with its luminosity, softening the air, warming people and… Continue reading Music
Once again I boarded the train. It was one of those old trains, with fans on the ceiling composing a monotonous duet with their lazy swaying, giving rhythm and tone to people's routine, their conversations and concerns, their boredom and silences. With luck, I noticed an empty seat and sat by the window, which some… Continue reading The Golden Light
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