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 ...Feeling home for all the past weeks...There's one specific reason. It's my amazing friends that came into my life just like this unforeseen 9 months ago and became my family in no time. And this I mean in the most literary sense. I have no words for how much they move me every day, how deeply happy they make me, touching my heart with all this glow, this light, this sincere open love they have been given me unconditionally from day one. 

Sitting today on the Easter fire with the view on the mountains, 3 sisters, friend, mother and partner all treating me like I've always been there. Hugging me, kissing me, sitting together, all in the biggest empathy and selfless care I have ever experienced bringing me in a state of awe, of gratitude and bliss I haven't known exists before. Tears running down my face just by being surrounded by their glowing energy, their happiness, their care and joy. This is heaven. No doubt. This is more love than I ever knew there was in the Universe even for all of us and they make me feel it in a way that I cannot doubt the presence of God everywhere whatever this may mean to anyone, the inherent nature of Love in everything there is. My heart is full of joy every morning I wake up seeing my beautiful friend's face, kissing me, embracing me good morning, smiling in deep friendship. Their mom seeing me, smiling, hugging me as if I had been her daughter for all times when she has only seen me once before in this life time. Her sisters overthrowing me in love, with love, each moment every day connecting to me, with me, my emotions, feelings, my well being, taking care of me no matter where I am, if sitting next to them or being on the other side of the world. Sharing their pains and secrets with me in gratitude for my opinion, for me listening from one friend to the next and next, every day one more approaching me the same way, with open arms, already having heard of me, embracing my whole being, valuing me each moment from the first on. Every day feels like I am growing beyond myself in love from love with love.

HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE.

I have never known such open hearts, such free spirits, in interconnection with the needs of the outer world, effortlessly like the air we breathe, the wind that blows, naturally as they have been put on this planet so they live, so they are and so they make me feel alive in the deepest state of feeling safe, home at all times in the one and only place I ever want to be in. No searching, no urging, pure sense of being, letting go, being here now.

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