The sun brights shyly but this doesn´t intimidate me. I wait for this sun, patiently. I know that it will return one of these days to stay for a long time. In the meantime and while it doesn't shine to allow the flowers to bloom I have to pick those wild ones.
I love wild flowers. I love walking through the wet paths and bring inside the colours that the earth gives us with joy.
It fills me with happiness to give some charm to this nook of the caravan. This is what fills my soul when it is so small on some gray days.
There is no growth without pain and self knowledge is a long and difficult road sometimes. It is not easy to find the balance, taking the right decisions is something cloudy sometimes, being a pillar when you're in pieces might be disctructuring.
I don't know if I will reach my way by myself or if I will need help. And if I need it, when shall I find it and where to find it? Questions, so many questions and so few answers for now...
But there is long way to be opened in front of me. It is a slow process, according to my ability and strength. Trusting in God, looking inside and grasping the hand of the next. I will get there! These were my thoughts during a weekend in early April, so this was a good start of the month...
