A slow pace

It takes time, patience, dedication to repair what has been scattered, pushed out of its original balance, devastated. When this kind of violence happens the only thing I could do was trying to remain centered. As if facing a hurricane,when you must wait until it's over to slowly begin to take care of the desolation left behind.

But instead of remaining in the shock and in the annihilation feeling caused by such a shock, I realised that I could profit of the destruction to rebuild in a new and better way. This turned my enthusiasm back on and allowed me to turn page. And yet, in the past years, I felt urged to be quickly done with it. I needed to recreate the harmony, my harmony, as fast as possible.

Now, I realised that, despite the unsettled feeling, I can stand it and wait for the best inspiration to reach me, before acting. This made me happy. It seems that now I gained that level of peace that allows me to wait and let things evolve until I can totally grasp them and slowly put them into action.