In response to the: Photo of the Week


I’ve always been looking for beauty and Light in the Nature and I ‘ve never really liked photographing things made by humans.

However, last Sunday I saw this beautiful chandelier and suddenly I realized that it’s us, people that can make beautiful things and that we can actually create Light.

Light of peace and love.

As I was sitting in a small palace listening to beautiful carols telling us about peace that was brought to the world I remembered all those horrible things that are happening in our neighboring country. Deserted towns, abandoned houses and shops with broken windows. Fatherless children hiding in the cellars.

As the choir asked the Bethlehem people to “open the door” for Mary and Joseph, I remembered harsh words of some of our politics and I thought that instead of helping the two conflicted nations with killing and destroying I would like to ask them to open the doors of their hearts and start listening and talking.

It’s up to everyone of us to bring Light of peace and love to the world.

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.”

Martin Luther King Jr.


This winter is very strange in Poland. Instead of frost and snow, we have rains, mists and dark, gloomy days. That reminds me how much I need light and beauty in my life. Without them all I want is to curl up in some warm, cosy place and go to my winter sleep – just like our cats 🙂


OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA“The kingdom of God is available to you in the here and the now. But the question is whether you are available to the kingdom. Our practice is to make ourselves ready for the kingdom so that it can manifest in the here and the now. You don’t need to die in order to enter the kingdom of heaven. In fact, you have to be truly alive in order to do so.”

Thich Nhat Hanh


In response to Daily Post Prompt: Un/Faithful


I’ve lost it. Last week I struggled to write a nice post connected with a comment I’d made, but I just couldn’t make it.

‘I’m hopeless,’ I thought. I will never be able to put a good sentence together, not mentioning the whole post. I should quit this blogging thing and go back to doing shopping, cooking dinners, doing laundry, tidying the house, etc, etc. At least these are things easy enough for me. Writing is not. It’s too complicated. I still remembered all those beautiful posts I’ve read. I could never write like that.

After dinner, I washed the dishes and lit fire in the fireplace. The flames were dancing merrily making the room nice and warm…

…and suddenly all the tension that I’ve felt for a few days just left me and I was overcome with a huge Peace. Peace that told me that I don’t have to be anyone else than I am. That it’s ok to make mistakes, same as it’s ok to write just the way I can.

And I got my faith back again…


Since I’d had serious health problems for 30 years, I’d always been looking for LIGHT, for hope, for something that would show me the way out of darkness. Gradually, I started discovering that the source of light is in fact  inside of me, as it is inside of every living creature. The experience was so healing and refreshing that I wanted to share it with other people, especially those desperately looking for hope. That’s why I started blogging and I called my blog