An Angel’s Touch









An Angel’s touch in times of heaviness. As I enter the dark tent to find what I didn’t know of, you take my hand, guide me into the dark room, whisper to find where I belong.  I haven’t had such a feeling of love and care in some time. From a stranger, unexpected touching me, his energy so familiar, he makes me feel safe, loved and wanted without ever having spoken to him or looked him in the eyes. Shapes and forms moving all around me, spherical music entering my ears. I lay back on one of these big sitting bags, drifting away to a different universe. Surrounded, absorbed into another world, where I can just be, exist and rest, I leave back into the dark corridor trying to find the exit when the same Angel’s touch takes my hand anew, guiding me to the next dark room. “This is the story of how our universe was created “. Again I lay back, rest my head on a pillow and dive into the next journey. Leaving the room my heart is touched, vulnerable, too vulnerable for the outside world. I’ve just come to understand that we’re all made from stars. Truly one connected in stardust. I look for the young man with the angel’s touch but he doesn’t see me. I leave the place that’s served me as an escape only for the short time being. Fragile and detached I go back into my life. A life that seems challenging for me at the moment. A life where I can’t hear my resonance, my echo outside, a world that  seems blurry in front of my eyes. Each day wandering around trying to fill it with meaning, with experiences that bring me closer to myself. Forward. Into a different space when it seems even pointless in the moment. The hermit way. A way that’s dark sometimes, lonely and confusing as beautiful and strengthening at the same time. Becoming my own friend, being there for myself, taking care of who I am, supporting my own growth as my greatest purpose and opportunity in stillness, in patience, in a time of hyper sensitivity where every step outside seems like a new chance to lose it again. Lose myself again. If I even had me in the first place. A chance to discover the biggest gift of life. Myself.

Today I’m grateful that I faced a new challenging day. That I got up, followed my routine, walked up the mountain to see the sunlight and got touched by an angel if even for a mere second.

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