Japan, or the concept of letting go.

I just came back from a two weeks trip to  Japan. As I wanted for years. 
I found there what I wanted to find and more. And by more, I understand, I found a way to let go. 

Seing so many people working in a society that is so different and so demanding made me wonder why I was working myself. And what was important. 
Everything that was not essential was ripped away from me by this travel. 

In Japan, I have met wonderful people, with a lot of stories and a lot of things to share. 
Everyone was gentle. Well. Not everyone but people tried to be nice. 
And I have met marvelous souls. 
The view people had on things. How japanese people see life and view things… it helped me see my life on a different angle. 

I have found peace of my soul in Japan.
In this country, silence is as important as life and noise. Life of humans coexist with death and spirits. 
People live with seasons and traditions. Quietly. Fiercely. With pride and following the Flow. That what it seems, anyway. 

I have heard music. I have seen artists. 
And I have met the most interesting guys. 
I have been deep Into forests, prayed in ancient temples and went to fairs and technological museums. Everything and nothing. Noise and silence. Ancient and renewed. 
Like the threads of time intertwined. 
In one big canvas. 

I went back from there at peace. Finally. 
And I'm so thankful. 
I know now what is important. It's this peace inside. This part of humanity that exists everywhere. In every conversation. In every smile and laugh you share. 
It's so precious. 

I want to keep that preciouly. And to cherish it dearly. 

Thank you Japan. For everything. 
And for your people. 
I love you.