Stories on

It has been a long time since I wrote here - usually it was easier to write to the Hungarian blog (www.axisok.blogspot.com).
Now I have a totally different life, yet I remaied the same person - through changes.
I have a husband and I have a one year old son.
We live together with my father, and I enjoy mostly the advantages of this.
We have a garden, and soon we will have a puppy.

And now – after 31 years – the time has come when I realize my real mission in this world. Or, more specifically, I know now the answer to the question that they ask every child: What are you going to be, when you will grow up?

I have grown up. And I'm going to be a storyteller. (And writer, of course, that I knew since the age 8)
Not teacher. Not a folklorist. Not a journalist or an editor. A storyteller.
I'm gonna bring magic to the life of the audiance.
And with stories I heal, I enchant, I educate, but mostly I make people be in the present, and start a long travel to their inner world.

This is what I always have been.
Stories on.

ruminating

As this spring and summer pass, I feel that I somehow in the middle of a battle. I am not sure who is against who, but I strongly feel that I need to be really honest with myself. And in this case I can live more than I could ever imagined to live.
In the past three years I followed my instinct, even if it had said to go 9000 miles or stay in one place for a year. Now I am in a situation than every important person in my life says I need to do something - don't trust, for example. My deep intuition, however, says to stay and hang on and trust and love, no matter what.
It is hard. It is heartbreaking. This is a battle.
But I will endure it all, and will win over the circumstances. And even if I'm not certain in some aspects of my life - for example what to do, what is my real calling - I'm profoundly sure that I need to keep love and be faithful.
It's not a desert. It's a spring.

I'm longing...

for someone
(two Someones)
for a place

and I wish -
to be out of the City
to be in a quiet place
to be with people I love and care
to be useful with the measure of God

...and to not be upset on coming out of a church.
I'm longing to belong to Christ.

And bless me!
I do.

after the Camino

I realized that I haven't changed enough.
I am learning to wait and listen and endure what is painful.
And I experienced that eventually everything depends on God.

sta camminando

keep on walking
keep on breathing
keep on praying
keep on changing
keep on being grateful

Budapest, love

Here are some amazing photos about Budapest. Actually, when I am walking on the streets, I don't see the city like this with my eyes, but I definitely see likewise with my heart. I have to add, I am riding a bike, it's easy to escape from the crowd and stop in the beautiful places if you wish to. Still, this city needs a lot of time and patience, and then you find it fascinating.

time to declutter

Sometimes I feel lucky and blessed for I am able to live a thousand life, in books, in different cultures and countries and companies. This is the 21st century, and I live right now and here.
But other times I just feel overwhelmed by the busyness of my everyday life, which, in fact, is crowded because I made it like that. But my problem is always with objects and events and things-to-do-lists - never with people. 

I could live my whole life meeting to you, my friends. And I never regret to get in touch with someone. 

Still, it's necessary to simplify life.
To breathe. To sit still. To listen to you.
To get and let the body, the brain, the soul move.
One thing at the time.