It feels funny to be finally writing on this blog, the blog I have been wondering and planning about and trying to get ready for during the last months. It was probably the natural way to get here, preparing my own inner space for the new path before actually putting the fist step forward.
These preparation works make me feel closer to the small animals who are now spending energies and effort to get ready for winter months. Here in London streets and parks are full of squirrels going around with nuts and fruits, running on sidewalks to trees and fences and disappearing in their secret holes or under houses’ roofs. I imagine the dark small spaces they are garnishing with comfortable leaves, barks, filling cupboards and trapping warmth, and I remember some winter nights in an old country house, around a blazing fireplace smelling of olive tree wood. Autumn is indeed a dense and multi-dimensional time of year.
May this new start of mine wake imagination and possibilities for you who are reading, as reading amazing posts from fellow bloggers did for me. And may we have faith in our paths, that will get out of our heads at their own right time, and shine in their first breathes of world.