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Wiseman

Sunrise!
Small fish are jumping over the water -
White sparks over the water.

Bashō

Each sailing trip clears the colours. It enters the emotions and the perception with a different dynamic. Sunset - sunrise. Blue waters and living as if it is the last day. Constant movement. A wise sea dog and music of the universe…

Today we talk about the silent beauty of the world and for the eternal simplicity of life with two stories from this summer - an old spirit is swimming in the sea, taken the form of a dog and the music of Mozart. Or a ladybug that has landed on a branch, or the sound of the cicadas. Or as Jerome Salinger would say - a person with a towel on the beach, orange peels, cicadas on their way to death, making the most southern sound. The universe is way bigger than us. And every time when you get a chance to look at the universe in the dark and witness the Milky Way, you get a sense of just how small you are. But to feel as small as a sand grain is a part of the process.

We go back to our wiseman - an old soul, reborn in the body of a dog. We encountered him at a dusty Greek village lacking any vanity. He lives next to a sandy beach, and he is accompanied by the clients of the next-door tavern. When the heat becomes unbearable he slowly enters the sea for a refreshing bath. He is not in a rush and he does not swim, he evaluates the depth and he just sits to enjoy the water. From that stance he observes the life around him. With joy. After that he slowly comes out, he greets the new arrivals, and he finds some shade for an afternoon nap. An hour later the whole procedure repeats itself - swim, friendship, nap. Everything that afternoon was very human - even the dog’s nature, that endlessly was giving and looking for love.

And the vanity went away the moment the love of the universe showed up - an old spirit went to bathe in the sea. The magic of the southern starry summer sea, embodied in an old soul, occupying the body of a dog with music by Mozart.

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