`The feather-like path`

`The sound of wings, echoing with the excitement` - 4th May 2018

The voice of the little children, almost closer to the bell-like sound of it. You could pleasantly hear that from the tree in front of you. The massive tree simply is standing there, spreading those branches in all directions. Those children seem to fly around, here and there, from one branch to another, happily giggling. They might have little wings on their back. Even you would not see the little wings, which are constantly moving around, you could hear the sound of it if you listen quietly.

Imagine, those sounds might influence the water in a flow deep inside this wood, echoing, reactive in a colorful way. From the look of this tree outwardly, he seems to simply stand there without any `bends` stubbornly, still such a sound, who would not be happily peaceful?

`Night faces - still flowers are flowers` - 2nd May 2018

path excitement feather children tree

`Protection - say it what you need to say`

`Subconsciously - violin notes` - 6th May 2017

The pale little girl with long hair, almost transparent, roughly 12, 13 years old, was standing at the corner of the room. Almost hiding, trying to hide, was so obvious that she has lots of fear and anxiety, without the certainty of if she is ok even to show up or not. Even though she was such a status, she was looking at me straight, as if she has something important to say. Or, possibly, showing up in front of me, only this act means a lot for her, as well as for myself. Still, she seems to be fragile, uncomfortable for her existence itself. I had this urge of coming closer to her and simply to embrace.

For a while, I lost words, didn`t know what to say to her. I thought for one moment, I knew her, I knew her existence.

Was I so caught up in daily life?

She was holding something in her arms, not clear from where I stand, something white. A towel? A teddy bear? I felt, I said, `Thank you, for showing up.`