I would not want to be dead and knowing it. That’s what is called the “spirits” and “ghosts”. But I don’t believe in ghosts. Apart from those that are in and with you while you are alive. Well, I mean the “ghosts” that hide in the closet. In contemporary terms those are called “emotional trauma.”


But being fully alive is reaching this point where you do not care any longer to die. And where you don’t care any longer about ghosts. Because you have understood life. And love. Which is the same. There’s no difference between life and love.
But life comes first. And if you live, and understand what it is to live then you also discover love, which enriches it enormously, still being part of life.
I was lucky? Maybe. But maybe I sought life and love. And after finding life I found you. My great love. Because loving a plant, an animal, a building or house is relatively easy. Truly loving another human being is not that easy.
Unless you have found or encountered or happened upon this person. And then it turns out to be the easiest thing in the world. I was searching. Searching what life is about, and in its trail I found you.
You who together with me find life and love in each other, and in our life here with Nature and in this village. With our “stupid” park, our absurd village, our contaminated park, OUR park. Our private park. And what a beautiful park it is, isn’t it? A whole forest and the mountains to ourselves.
It helps us to keep sanity and to keep loving.
Well, I watched Follow Your Soul’s Calling and it brought me back to me childhood. It expresses that … what you have lived in your childhood forms you… it makes a truth and a craving. Blessed those who grew up with Nature and also bless those who discover it later in life, and those who — in its trail — find love.
I love you.