A place to breathe
Daniel lived in a city full of big buildings, lots of cars, color, smoke and brightness. Daniel lived in a large metropolis in the center of the country.
There was not a single green corner, there were no parks, there was not a place where I could meditate, there was so much pollution.
Daniel had the perfect job, a great income, a beautiful house and a great car, but he felt that something was missing.
I felt depression, I felt I could not breathe. I needed a new air, I needed a break.
One day he decided to do something daring, a radical turn.
He retired from work, sold everything and took a flight to an island. He wanted it to be something small and unknown, a place where he did not know anyone but that he felt was a home.
I arrive on the island and I am impressed...
there was natural green, there were plants, trees, the crystal clear water was a huge mirror where the sky reflected, walked barefoot on the sand, enjoyed the sand getting between his fingers, sat on the sand and breathed, although he had never meditated He did it at that moment.
He felt that he had definitely reached his rightful place, a place to breathe, meditate, dream and love.
thanks for your story @jdbs