Testimony..

4 days in Krakow...4 nights spent in a foreign city, among foreign people, on the bank of the Wisla river...in the old town founded by king Krak...alone...I needed this time, to be able to search...to examine...to capture, to try to understand...I needed to be alone, to find...the missing piece...well..I am not saying I found it, but..I was enriched by several discoveries...

One sunny afternoon, after visiting the cathedral in Wawel, I decided to spend the rest of the day outside, as it was so lovely, blue sky, people walking along the river, Valentine's day...so I headed towards the river myself, and sat down on a bench..and contemplated what was around me...

Love is to be recognized by the spark in the eyes of the other one...As I was sitting on the bench, a mother with her son passed by me.  The little boy, hardly able to walk, looked at me and started to smile.  There was shyness mixed with bashfulness reflected in his eyes.  He could not take his eyes off of me, but quickly hid behind his mom's legs.  Then appeared again, and smiled even more.  I smiled back at him, and he hid again.  By this time, his mom realized what's going on, it was love at first sight, and smiled too.  She tried to encourage him, to walk on, but he was stubborn, wanted to stay and keep on staring at me..after a couple moments, that seemed like eternity for me..because I had the feeling that we were able to look down right into each others' soul...we took a plunge in the endless joy of sea there..we discovered those colourful fish and sea stars in the bottom...it was a moment of 2 becoming one, our atoms entwining..dancing happily...then..we came back to the surface, the mother told him to wave at me, and he walked away..time to time looking back..and I stayed there, enriched...grown...

Love is playful...On the bench next to me there was a couple...the boy sitting on the bench..the girl sitting on his lap, facing the boy...time to time..the boy scared the girl, and made a move as if he wanted to drop her...but he didn't..he was holding on to her tight...yet the girl started to laugh, and it was such laugh, coming form her heart, that it made me laugh too...it was a moment of playfulness carved into my soul...

Love is patient....By one of the old lamp post, there was a guy standing...watching the river...bathing in the sun...with a rose in his hand...a gorgeous red rose...he was waiting for his beloved girl...his soulmate, his friend, with whom he hopes to change the world, but even if not change it, just make it better...he waited there..for 5, 10, 15 minutes...and he did not light a cigarette, he did not start to walk around...he was sure, that she will come, he believed in her...and his heart was getting filled with more and more joy, as he spotted the girl walking towards him...he bowed his head, smiled to himself, and I think all of us in the nearby area could see that the colours turned more vivid...the light in his eyes gave everything a sharper tone...love can be born from impossible things....

Love is free...and cannot be stopped...or limited...it is like the river...that lay before my eyes...I watched its waves, that swayed the elegant swans...I saw a small bridge connecting the 2 riverbanks...the silvery rays of the setting sun...sparkling....like a diamond...and...I considered this moment, as one of those magical moments...when...you forget who you are, in the eyes of your friends, family, society..you are just there..you and your heart..and you try to listen to what she has to tell you...she told me that it is always difficult to realize that love indeed is the most powerful of all universal laws...that..it is there, and you cannot control it, like so many other things...you can try, but surely you will not succeed.....there are several .."feelings" that can be mixed up with love...but there is one real love...without boundaries, in its mightiness...and that love can calm you down...it is able to give you energy to make the next step forward...but...as it is such a powerful thing..often we do not want to face it...to get to know it...it's risky, it's time to time intimidating, it threatens with you loosing control...but..that day I decided that I have nothing to loose any more and I'd like to be friends with it...and then...it dawned on me...that it happened to me...that...despite of all logic, all "better sense" I found a person on Earth..whom I love more than myself...and then thousands of questions rushed at me.."nonono...this is illusion, humankind is selfish enough..what about you? you cannot think it seriously..this is just the magic of the place etc." but...with one swoosh...my heart just blew it all away and told me...nope this is the truth...look down deep...why there was no anger, why do you care for the person?Out of courtesy? Nope, it is because you know, that the person's happiness, and wellbeing fills your heart with joy too, no matter how it is achieved, no matter, if you are thousand miles away, no matter if your paths never cross any more...it is you..accepting the fact..it is you not fighting against the feeling any more...just you recognizing it...putting your ego's head to the sword, and telling her...this is it...I was able to find a soul, for which I'd do everything to help discovering the mysteries of life, love and joy...even if it is just a distant support, even if it is just through prayers...Well to come to this conclusion made me feel free...and happy...I was glad to realize that I am able to feel such love, I was thankful that I could experience it, despite its hardships that originated from the fight with myself...from the self pity and hopelessness...this way I could have a glance at how God must feel for us...we do mistakes, we are angry with him, do not believe in Him, and yet He just keeps on loving us...and knowing this, that I am able to love someone more than myself, gives me that chance to spread this love on the people around me...on friends and family..it really is true, that once you let love nestle in your heart, it just grows and gives you the necessary weapons to fight your battle..because the future holds a lot of disappointments, fears, times when you will feel you have given yourself away, you've helped and got nothing in return, occasions, when you will not understand, how come that a person you trusted so much turned his/her back on you...but always, even in those dark times, there will be the light of this moment, which will remind you that love is there..just like that...it does not need any condition..it does not seek for results or goals...it is there..in its mere existence...always giving you hope...

Love is there even in a furry little button eyed creature...still...sitting on my bench, a lady passing by with a cute puppy...as they got to my place, the little dog just jumped on me, wagged its tail, and put his head on my knees.  He looked at me with enthusiasm, begging for some love. So I petted him, and told him how cute he is really, while the lady tried to tell him, not to jump on people...but he did not listen, he was too busy gifting me with some precious moments...so the lady smiled and let him play with me a bit.  Then they passed, and I stayed there smiling...filled with joy, and the urge to get a dog for myself...

As it started to get a bit chilly, I decided to head back to my hotel...but first I realized that I need to please not only my heart, but my stomach too.  On the way towards Rynek Glowny, I found a nice bar, with wooden tables, and candles in the window, so I decided to jump in there.  I ordered a zurek c kielbesamy, and a bigos domowy (hope I spelled it right).  The steaming soup warmed all my insides, while an old man was reading newspaper and drinking tea by the neighbouring table.  The atmosphere was so soothing, warm, cozy..and..in this moment of contentment, a familiar tune started to play... this one: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ymn-mRrqnSc

It is "Where do I begin" from Shirley Bassey...well..in that moment...shivers started to run up and down my back..arms...I melted..I put down my spoon..and traveled...to the stars, to the moon, I had no body any more...I was just an angel's wing....

After such a marvelous...and "busy" day..I thought nothing more can come..but..as I entered the room, I saw that the maid, who have done my bed, took my little bear (I got it from my sister's daughter as a present, and in the morning, I placed him on the drawer next to my bed) and put him on my pillow, but in such way, that he was covered by the blanket up to his chest...nicely arranged...he looked like he was comfortably lying there, waiting for me..and...I felt...I am not alone...I felt that love is there in the gentleness of the people, it is there in every little act..you do to please the other...so I took him, we danced around in the room, and then both of us stretched on the bed...looking up...spotting the moon that took over the reign for the night..and through my roof windowns she had the chance to shine down on my bed, and keep me company in my dreams...