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Greetings!
I write you now, after a month and a half in which
I visited my children in Israel,
Met my mother for the first time in my life,
arranged a successful exhibition of my work
and came back home to Apollo three weeks ago.
During traveling it's impossible to paint.
Its a good time to verify that the inner work works.
On the last night in Israel, Tom, my eldest son told me to thank my Teacher.
It was a nice shock that reflected the output of my efforts in the school.
My teacher always told us
"We're
not better, we're luckier"
Being present to the moment
opens one's heart
teaches one to be more patient
and more empathic to one's friends [mother and children]
During this journey there came a realization:
We're
not better than others
We're better than we were.
No doubt I'm a better person than I ever was.
Aren't you?
With love
Ania |
