The past is working hard to catch up with me.

Not only has Féodora reached out to me after so many years and brought so much joy with this, but today – only barely a month later – her father emailed me too. And this contact was just as much out of the blue. He is thinking about her, he is telling me, wondering how she’s doing. Thought vibes transferring the universe, bouncing all around like a dance of light on water, and he caught the ruckus. It’s incredible how high the adrenaline can go with these incidents, combined it is even exponentially higher. THAT’s what beauty of life is about.