Back to home
These days I’ve been feeling dizzy, a beautiful dizziness of an open heart. Africa has been a wonderful experience: it has pushed me back to my heart, to myself, to home.
It’s quite difficult to explain, but I remember I first felt it many years ago, still being a teenager when I dismayed at a doctor’s office. It brought me an amazing feeling I will never forget. All happened within few seconds, but for me, time passed by very slowly being able to observe and feel all what was happening to me.
I was at the doctor’s office for a blood analysis. I saw the syringe with my blood and started feeling really sick. My stomach hurt so much! I felt I was fainting, and my body was really hurting until it suddenly stopped aching. I entered into a state of total relief, I remember thinking: what a relief! All was bright, the atmosphere was so extremely magnificent. I remember thinking: this must be heaven! I felt such an intense love, I felt myself being part of what was surrounding me, my heart was glowing, I was in a complete ecstasy! Suddenly, I started feeling sick again, my stomach hurt so much! And I was back at the doctor’s office…
It was a long time ago, but I never forgot about this experience and the sensations that came along with it.
Last week I was being introduced to an old African lady, when I remembered these feelings. I looked her in the eyes and I sensed her completely, her immense heart and her entire soul. It hit me, I was so moved by the emotions she awoke in me. I cannot describe this amazing sensation, but I know our souls connected through our hearts. Since then, my heart opened up further and my believe in humanity just got stronger, bringing me back home to what I am.