Running is something that we normally don´t use as a way to move as we have grown up. For childhood, running means an absolute essence. Where is the moment we stop running in such a joyful way?

We all want to live with EASE and focus just on our wants, desires.

Watching my kids improving each day and making progress, I want the same. Am I too old to do this? Is it the end of my productive age knocking on my door, so is it no use trying? Even there is no time, no teacher, no afternoon club where to go with a clear head.

Why is it so essential to have everyday bread on the table?

I love books, new books, especially.