Lucky mushrooms we are and topic about borders

Magdalena

3 month!!! It is 3 month today for me that I started to walk with Thomas and so many other wonderful people.. A quarter of a year…but in the end it is impossible to count this time in days, weeks and month, they have no real meaning for me. I see a necklace and the pearls are all the wonderful moments, all the tears,  all the feelings, all the screams, the heartbeats I could feel,  upcoming understanding, conscious  steps, warm hugs, meditations, worries, opening up myself, true words…

one pearl I want to share, the pearl when Bruno said „I want to empty myself, to be empty like the bell, so that I can also make nice sounds.“ It really touched me, make yourself empty so that you can make nice sounds for the people around  you and yourself.

…So much, so rich – it is good to write this to you, it remembers me to keep an overview of what was and is  going on and not loosing myself in a bothering thought of today.  Lucky mushroom I am;) Lucky mushrooms we are. Lucky mushrooms are born when I try to translate nice expressions from German to English, to express what I think in one of this nearly unbelievable situations with our kind and generous hosts. Lucky mushroom was born in the  back of a car, while Andrasne was driving us to his weekend house at the Donau, so that we could stay there for 2 days – after he got to know us two hours before.

So now I jump to Arad,  slide back Thomas rainbow from Arad to Sezeged, going to Tolna, where I wrote last time. What comes first to my mind was this amazing feeling to cross the border between Hungary and Romania, knowing that we walked through a whole country just on our feet, I was sooooo proud- drawing an invisible line of peacesteps behind us.

A border, and like most of the borders not a very pleasant or beautiful place, brought me to think about why there are borders in our world and to the borders inside of myself.  Do I need them there? And there came a Yes, on the one side. I realized that I have two kind of borders inside, the one that is  called – caring for myself, showing others where I need my own space – and the other one is the one that is called Separation, that separates me from others, that makes me feel disconnected and lonely, that makes differences that are so easy to judge.  And the connection between borders inside and outside…it feels like, because we are so often not able to take care of our borders inside we put them outside, trying at this way  to feel protected.

Walking thoughts are this…and I can tell you that I meet my borders here very often and very clear, both kinds. And even when it is sometimes really painful it is a big gift, because with the group around I can have a deep look, work on it and step by step, see more clearly, understand and change.

Okay back to the geographic border, entering Romania. Asking myself if we would face kind of the same like after crossing Austria – Hungary, that it would take some time to adjust ourselves to the new conditions, facing something different. I got the answer just 2 hours later,  it was very different to Hungary but in the way that it seemed like getting much lighter for us. We did not have to look for a place, the place just came to us, better to say the people came to us, giving us a very warm-hearted Welcome. Wow,  Pauling put it in nice words: In  Hungary everything was possible, in Romania everything is gift:)

Since that, there came already some more pearls to my necklace, I went even to another country, female support came to the group:) and life flows on…but more later, now I need a coffee out in the sun in a cafe in Hateg.

Peace is to be in the present moment and accepting it, seeing its beauty.

So enjoy your moments:)                          Sun and Smile for you!!!!