The world is a much bigger place than what we can comprehend in one glance; from one corner of the eye to another, you get to see a summary of what is going on – exactly the same as when one asks you what’s wrong… Let’s be honest, we don’t always explain word by word what bothers us.

And so I was thinking… What do I see when travelling? I must act differently and be, each day, something different.

Be a cat, first of all. I would like to see the world through the beautiful eyes of a cat, see the maps of the streets and recognize smells and places as they do. Have a favorite spot to pee. Have a favorite place where humans give me free food and cuddles. Help an old lady catch a mouse. Mhm, a pleasure!

Be an old lady. How often do you look at an old lady, sitting on chair or on a bench, smiling at people, analyzing everything? I know I’ll be old as her one day, but I would like to see the word today, as she does. See how different things are now than how they were 50 years ago. See the fresh love of a mother and the stubbornness of her children. See a young lady, with tattoed skin, admiring her. See a tall, majestic tree and think how many rebirths I have seen this tree experiencing, how many falls, how many winters…

Be a tree. Stand there brave, above all, protecting and sheltering birds, squirells. Breathe in, breathe out. Move gracefully, sing along with the wind.

Be the wind. Take in, with each grasp, thousands of perfumes from all over the word. Carry, without any worry, thoughts and prayers, as the day marches towards the night. Touch faces and bodies, buildings and plants, all of what it is.

Be what you want… Each and every day.