Being whole
About 6 years ago I flew over Estonia. As I looked out of the window, I saw a collection of trees in the shape of a heart. Estonian people say it is a cold country with a warm heart.
When the heart opens, the lungs breathe a new breath.
It is not a place of remembering, it is a place of being,
When we have the courage to inhale fully, we live life from the soul.
We welcome our life, in being, in whole.
Thank you dear Estonia for all that you are….
© Pete Bengry 2026
Credit to Patryk Krawczyk for image
