Goodbye, 2016, thank you for your gifts

You have been a wonderful year of travel and spiritual explorations for me, as well as the year of deepening my relationships and loves with people already in my life – and finding new friends. I am so grateful to each and every one of people that crossed my path this year, helpful strangers in…

My travels: Goris, Armenia. Where the time stopped.

Onto the first travel, down the southern Armenian path, up the mountains…
Let me take you down, cause I am going to strawberry fields… or rather, pear gardens.

This is my very first impression of the town of Goris in the south of Armenia… Golden honey-like sweetness: pears handed to us through metal fences, still warm either from the hot Caucasus sun, or human hands holding them gently…

A letter to the one, who believes

Please tell me, in order to know more, do I have to limit myself in experience of things worldly? How to go about reducing me┬áto a core – to that place in the universe of a plum or an apple that carries life on forward? Is this limitation necessary to experience┬áthe truth this world offers?…

Seasons in-between

I love those in-between seasons.. First golden leaves on fresh green grass, silvery fog traces in a pale golden morning, first whiff of autumn – peace of mind.. First shy flowers in the rainbow of color, looking up from in-between snows, first quiet song of a dawn bird, pre-spring, pre-song, everything so still in the…