Malintra-Shadowmoon

What is that? Earlier times, today's times? Former light, relaxed, funny, lively, colorful and bright. Today more serious, more mature, more subtle. But nothing has changed In terms of helpfulness and friendliness. Love of animals - yesterday as well as today, Dear friends from the big crowd, Great art and commitment, Stay as you are! Yesterday is yesterday, Yesterday is history, Live only in today, Because today is reality.... What about tomorrow? Tomorrow is still a mystery.... Which is perhaps a good thing, At least interesting.

Do not expect anything, When you might being too late To come to a meal. When you will be later then, But finding a meal nearby, Be happy and glad.

I am on a solo travel - Honestly, an art retreat. For my inspiration I live in a large private room in a Moroccan Riad. Riad's name is immediately apt as it means garden in Arabic. And typical of a riad is the inner garden in the courtyard, Copied from the former Roman atrium villas. The garden is in a square with a water feature in the middle and many oriental green and flowering plants around. Red of the mighty Bougainvillae particularly stands out in the floral arrangements. There are two artistically designed ceramic bowls on the mosaic-paved path in the inner courtyard. They contain water and food for a snow-white, long-haired kitten, an extremely rare albino Maine Coon. It is spring and evening is beginning to fall, which promises a mild spring night. Moroccan lanterns are lit everywhere in the courtyard. Their decorations are particularly highlighted by the candlelight. The lights flicker like ghosts in the depths of twilight. I decide to take a bath. In my private room

A cute little rabbit lived on the moon, A beautiful dragon roamed worldly skies, Silvery-white, milennial and wise. The rabbit would not meet the dragon soon. While flying freely through the light blue sphere, Once the dragon spied his beloved comrad, Yearning to see him again as play-mate, Struggling so bravely through the atmosphere. There was only one possibilitiy For them to meet throughout eternity, To become part of the moon or more sore .... Would it be lovely for his dragon horn To form a constellation, without scorn, Able to play with his friend forever more?

What separates us all weighs as heavy as sand, washed ashore by the endless sea. What divides us is as sharp as a sword, painful: A dispute too long. The time of hatred seems to be everlasting; A vicious circle. What breaks us is difference. We are not ready to see, that it makes us rich. What connects us is more than what separates us. We are united. Deep within us lives the love, that shines in the dark, opens our heart for the light. Love knows no enemy, it connects and unites: Bond of peace. What creates closeness is humanity, weaving a bond of peace through time. What unites us is being siblings in a world, so multicolored. It is humanity alone, united by the bond of peace. Lord, fill our hearts with love! ​

My God answers, for I am one who looks to the Lord. God's presence and love, hope and confidence, faith in God. The memory of the past, the symbol for the future. "Hope for all", for my eyes are on Yahweh. My life is change and transformation, a strong spiritual connection - energetic, enthusiastic, open and optimistic I'm looking forward to a new beginning. "God is my Lord". Elohim, Adonai. Shalom, inshallah!