The web of life

At this time I feel like being at different locations and different times all at the same time. All is interconnected. I relice and continu my life on el hierro, Part of me is also still connected with France. I do 'remember' nomadic lives in prehistoric times. I do remember being a child, being a student, being born and dying....I live the life of my parents, repeating thier emotions and beliefs, they live inside me.
It is the web of life.

Lately I do realise how important some people are in this web of life. they are woven into the great fabric of life on a place close to mine and just being close is anchoring me., giving me the sensation of having roots and belonging somewhere.

Life moves like wave pushing you up and down, forwards and backwards and tumbling around. You can not control it that much but you can try to let it happen with joy., by letting go. That srrendering to life and trusting is a central key. A key which I keep losing and finding again. Often the incapacity to take full control feels like a lack of responsability. But it is not.
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And the more I try to icontrol things and make premature big decisions the more isolated and cutt off from the web of connectivity I do feel. But you can never fall out of it. We are all the time connected with everything and everyone around us.