As Septembre was coming in, Osho Afroz was starting to empty. I realised that the day when my girlfriend left. When i went in the kitchen to clean after lunch, for the first time this season i found myself completely alone. No person on the Buddhafield horizon, no sound but nature. A sensation came into my body, one that i remember from long ago. The memory of a feeling of agony, of a hole, when left alone. But this time, as it came it gave way to a wonderfull feeling of wholeness. Of feeling comfortable in my space. I pressed the play on the music, took a photo of the kitchen to remember this moment and enjoyed the space!
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