It still is a bit strange to be back here on "El Hierro", at the end of the formally known world. Last year it has been so intensive to be here, but now it is so well known. It feels like the time is curling up, instead of flowing forward.
It helps to reflect on life and reconsider choices made. It is good for meditations, which I do daily now and very much enjoy.
The years past I have been able to realise quite a lot of my dreams. I also lost some dreams which turned out not to be so desirable as I once thought.
Desire has always pushed me forward in new adventures and choices.
But at this moment I just don't know anymore what is worth desiring. Everything seems to be very relative. That too makes me feel as if the time doesn't push me forwards any more.
Yes there is still a great love for water and trees and a wish to take care of plants. And I eagerly study all kind of things, biology, quantum physics, chinese healing, the life of yogis and saints, classical literature. I do enjoy that, but besides of the enjoyment it doesn't really has an aim. It is like dancing in spcae with endlesness all around, no direction, nowhere to go, just moving gives some pleasure and it softly moves from day to day. The days slip away. I just let it go and live day by day.