There is a place high in the mountains. A place not able to find by every one. Some of us are suppose to come here, others will come but never find the place. There is a place high in the mountains. A place who offers answers. For those who come, with open heart and willing to listen, there will be an answer. Their answer.
There is a place high in the mountains. An experimental field. A play ground for new souls and new lives. A place where everyone of us just can be, like we are. A place where time and space becomes irrelevant. A place where you are allowed to slow down – for a moment, for yourself. A place where you can rethink. A place where you can reconnect. A place to be. … and so much more.
For me it has been compromised two and a half year in two and a half month – just to be afterwards exactly at the same stage than before. Just a tiny bit more understanding, a tiny bit more determined, a tiny bit more confident and a lot more believing. I will carry this place high in the mountains with me on my way. In my heart, my soul and my memories.