I could hear their laughter a long way. A group of children were playing together outside the cathedral. I came closer and heard one of the kids saying to the others: "Come here! Look! I have something to show you! Can you see this stone? It is my charging point!"
I smiled as I continued my walk. Children of today, with electrical cars and digital devices everywhere, of course they know all about charging points.
My thoughts started to wander. I am so low of energhy these days. How can I find back my joy of life, my creativity, my energy to run around like a child? May be the best thing I can do is to search for my charging point?
My girls know about my mania for notebooks. When Marta was in Kenya she bought me a bright yellow one. I have had it on my desk since I got it, knowing that I want to use it for something special, not quite sure what. But now I know :-) It will be my "blink of an eue"- notebook, my charging point. Where I write down the small, too often unnoticed blink of an eyes during the day.
The charging point tale will ne first out.
And I am already looking for the next one.
The first photos are from a kindergarten next door to the cathedral.