Winter 2013/14


It is so nice just to be. In nice place- inside and out. When glass of red heats your heart and an open fire- your feet... Where music plays and lights sparkles in blessings. Where angels dance and serenity calls Christmas upon... Where everything has sense of magic... Where everybody smiles... Where is no toxicity, anxiety, guilt or attachments. Where everything is soft and fluid... Passes on and passes by... Where beauty triumphs. And kindness flourishes. Patience grows. And Love rules.


Smells like Peace...

Astyte, 2011

Astyte, 2011

by Brigita Stasun