Gledal je, kako zapuščajo njegovo vas, ki mu je pomenila največ na svetu.
Prvi sončni žarki so napolnili dolino in jo pokazali v vsej njeni lepoti.
Zvezdna roža je ravno začela odpirati svoje vijolične cvetove, šelestenje listov oljke v daljavi pa ga je opomnilo, za kaj se je vredno boriti.
Biti iskren, predan svojemu klicu. To življenje nam je predano kot čudovito darilo iz vesolja.
Življenje je potrebno spoštovati, ga doživljati, ljubiti.
Ne včeraj, ne jutri, ampak danes.

Everything happened so fast. I went through a tunnel, some kind of spiral, as though I had descended through a conduit. An invisible force embraced me, lifting me like the wind playing with leaves, which the flutter and twirl in the air, unwilling to fall to the ground, just like I was being carried into this vortex. Now I am her. I look at the space before me. The space is entirely dark, and only occasionally does light shine through an aperture. “Where am I, who am I, what am I doing?” were my first thoughts, but soon I became aware of my existence, my purpose, and above all, why I am her. …