After enduring a long, dark winter, the arrival of Spring was a sudden and welcome relief. Without hesitation, I grabbed my camera and ventured into the forest.
Surrounded by sweet white flowers and shimmering leaves, I felt the heavy cloak of winter fall from my shoulders. ‘Now I am ready!’ I thought, embracing the beauty of Spring and the hope of new beginnings.
Join me on this meditative walk through the enchantment of Spring, and let it fill you with peace and happiness.
He stood by the window, looking at the raindrops softly falling on the ground. It seemed nothing could disturb his peace. But suddenly, a bright rainbow in the sky drew his attention …
You are standing at a pier in Copenhagen Harbour together with your family and friends. There are some you have not seen in a long time, and it is so good to be together with them again. Still, you fidget impatiently as you wait, for soon – very soon, you hope! – the trip will start. It is a special one, and you look forward to it, for you will sail to a small island called Hven. You have never been there before, but …
It was late, and the magical town was asleep. Only two small faeries flew quietly through the empty streets into the forest. And what a forest it was! Gigantic trees, sweet flowers and plants constantly changed their colours and shapes. It was so beautiful, there in the moonlight, so mesmerising! But our faeries, Lily and Aurora, didn’t look around. They hurried, for there was little time.
It was a mild and sunny day. The wind was light and fresh, and an exquisite, spicy aroma was in the air. Autumn … A couple walked hand in hand through the woods. The leaves rustled under their feet, a softly singing melody of fall.
Today want to share a magical experience: the crystal melodies of the enchanted winter forest! I was there, along with my camera, for most of a whole day. And it was so beautiful, so enthralling that I sheer forgot to feel the cold at all. And then, when I came home, I spent some days creating the perfect match in sound for the composition I had in mind.
He stopped near one of the paintings. It showed a girl resting, reclined comfortably on boulders that… Ah! If you looked closer, they were actually the huge head of a man half-buried in the ground. She seemed lost in a dreamy reverie, gazing up at the sky. A congregation of stars and everything around her was full of movement. Only she, herself, seemed to stand still in time and space…
Having courageously completed a whole bunch of practical chores and homework, Sergei sadly sank into a chair and sighed … “When will spring come?” he thought in confusion, looking out the window. It was already mid-March, but cold and lousy weather stubbornly held on to their positions on the street. […]
It was late, and Pavel was the last to leave the building, just like he always was. But this time, instead of hurrying home, he stood nearby for a while, looking around while checking his watch, brows furrowed. Waiting. Suddenly, a large truck turned around a corner and approached the building …
Last night he’d had a strange and wonderful dream … One of those dreams which seem so real they become like a true memory when you wake up from them. But surely, this was but a dream …
Reflections of the Heart 