after a holotropic journey, osho whispers the card of the day online; 'contemplation'.
the issue he says past lives. how many lives has seen this soul? 'awareness' he says ironically, is the internal influence you are unable to see. 'No'thingness' i am able to see. the 'transformation' creates the kindle of 'creativity'.  

life is such a blissful trip lately, next stop is istanbul, constantinople.. after a weekend of holotropic journey, i am going home, flying hours and hours.. trying to reach my roots in my other home, my chosen home.. i touch people's lives, sometimes gently, sometimes very subtle, sometimes warmly, sometimes like an electricity, always sincerely.. i write unwritten stories. i become queen of syncroni'cities. i fall in love with 12 different people.. yet, i sleep by myself. mostly. for the sake of understanding myself. shiva calls me. very quitely. washes away my tears, washes away my pain.. our tears, our pain.. cleaning the psyche, inviting a new journey. in the lands where i first started to breathe. at this life time.. i pack last minute. home becomes an unknown journey.. çok şükür.