Life is like the view from my balcony

[An-Hu-Nu]

When life make no sense and it is hard to understand the stuff that go wrong around me, and it feel like my whole world is falling to pieces, I would walk out on my balcony and just drink in the beauty of the African sky.

Africa the land of wild and raw, nature, a place tender and loving one minute and in the next moment would destroy you.  It made me realise that I am so like this beautiful land.  This land where survival is paramount.  A land where warriors are born.

There is so much love in this land, but it is rarely seen.

It is so rich with ancient spirits, that they even walk the clouds.

Where the contrast of color make us amazingly unique.

When I think that nothing can get any worse, and I dont understand the complexities of human nature.  The African Sky would provide me with the answer. We are all like a rainbow, diferent in color mind and the way we are raised.  Together all us humans form the rainbow children of this earth.  We are truly amazing.

Even when the dark reaches out to me, and threaten to consume me, there is always the promise that tomorrow it will all have passed like a storm cloud driven by the wind.

Even the darkness has the most beautiful color.

And every cloud has a silver or golden lining.

When the rain tree is seen in the sky.

It is a sign of hope, love and blessings to come.

I love the days when the moon would sneak a peak to see if we are ready to end the day.

There are days when the energy and the problems that suround us press down on us, but the light and the dark bring the harmony we need.

The sky always promise that the sun will come out and shower us in its blessed light.

When nothing else make sense in this world, I just have to lift my eyes to the sky, and I would feel the love in the beauty that we so readily forget to see.

Each day bring a new canvas, a fresh one with so many posibilites, all we ever need to do is to raise our eyes like wings and soar in the beauty of the sky.  Drinking in the true beauty that suround us each day.

I am so truly blessed to live on a mountain, and have acess to a view like this every day.

The heaviness of the energy of one day, get sweeped away into the playful wisps of the next.

Africa a place I belong in, a place I almost left... but the land loves you and would call you back if you listen hard enough.  A child of Africa can never truly leave it.

Here I am home, home to where I truly belong, my heart was born here and its beauty and diversity, its wild animal nature, the anger it can show, the love and tenderness, is so part of each of me, that I will always be a child of Africa.

Even if I leave here my heart will alwasy hear the call of Africa, and feel its energy.  Once Africa love you, she will never leave you.