This morning I arrived at Visby airport. The sun was shining from a clear, blue sky and it smelled… nothing but flowers and fresh sea.

My parents had insisted that they would pick me up and drive me home. But, as I arrived earlier than I had told them that I would, I got a few minutes to just enjoy the present. These minutes of merely experiencing and conceiving your idea about your present, letting yourself not be and then merge with your environment, is to me, very important.

The idea is that I focus on something that is close hand to myself, like whispering trees, cloud formations or just a piece of earth. I use to just lie down on the ground, and breathe. Whether or not I will keep my eyelids open, I’ll know in time.

The benefit from doing this involves that I feel connected to the Source, the Universe, God, my mind, or whatever it is (have you heard of nature, huh?). It’s quite relaxing, and… forgiving in a way. I don’t know if it is because of the soil (some scientists claim that soil contains relaxing pheromones), or if it relates to the breathing part (if you know of diaphragmatic breathing) .

Crying and even euphoric chills sometimes occur!