Sample Self-guided Afterlife Connections

The excerpts that follow illustrate some of the uplifting, loving connections participants have experienced.

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In effect I saw him just in front of my place of love running up to me, hugging and cuddling me. Karl: “ It was very nice dancing with you to that wonderful Swing yesterday night, wasn’t it?”

– Yesterday night, sitting on my bed for doing my usual prayers, my concentration was disturbed by loud music coming up from downtown. But the music was really good, a Big Band was sounding only Swing. I tried to concentrate and having my prayers…. But I felt always distracted seeing scenes, Karl and me, on the Piazza, dancing to that Swing, being silly and cheery. Karl was distracting me, I smiled and nagging at him jokingly… but the more I tried to concentrate me to my prayers, the more I saw me dancing and singing with Karl, as is the way of children… FACIT: I was not able to pray!…..

Today hand in hand we were going for a little walk and Karl means, referring to yesterday night: “ Don’t be worry, it is not always necessary to pray. They like it too, seeing us joyful and happy!

Come on, I will make You feel a new sensation." We were in a lightning landscape full of colors and silent sounds all in perfect harmony, birds were flying over us, they seemed like parrots with long tail feathers, so wonderful colored. We stopped at the bank of a little river with clearly shining and sounding water. Karl jumped in, took my hands dragging me in. A strange sensation around my body, it seemed to be in fizzy water, I saw little nice colored rainbows , creating themselves over my head. It was like play of water, in harmony to the lovely sounds…. And then it seemed to me of feeling little little suckling sensations at my body. Karl laughed and with his hand he swirled up the water… I saw thousands of little fishes, in all imaginable colors, so beautiful, so lovely……connection ended.

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During my rest after lunch, I layed down on my bed, the airplane is just roaring about my home- a well-known sign of Karl, that he is just waiting for me- I easily relaxed with help of your exercises and quickly reached my place of love.... Karl was standing there, dressed so beautiful and looking so beautiful too, warming my heart. he embosomed me and then he said: "close your eyes, surprise, surprise!" laughing and jumping around me like a silly boy, who's not able to hide a secret.

Hallo! Ellen.... menepteheu!( a personal whoop, under dear friends)... Someone touched tenderly my shoulder. I knew it was Al, the brother of Karl, a very very very good friend of mine, 9 years older than Karl and crossed over so many years ago, he had problems with his heart. I kissed and cuddled him and felt so happy to see him.... not young, but at the age, when he passed, dressed with his typical jeans and squared shirt. I said, "Have you visited me, last year, some days before Karl died? Was it you, driving with your dark blue Porsche in my driveway? And when I came out and saw you, you waved me good bye in that manner like you did, and then you escaped so quickly not giving me the chance to meet you?"- Al smiling ,tipically like he did said " Yes it was me! ....I came on earth to accompany Karl and ......" then I see Karl's and Taylor's mother! What a beatitude, what a happiness, I've longed for her so much..... wondering of not have seen her in all these connection with Karl. She was a second mother for me, we love us so much. I think we were standing there, arm in arm, so many tears are dropping down along our bodies....a wonderful reencounter. I said, "Did you stay on earth some months before Karl had to cross over? I felt your presence so much? Please say to me, was it You? Was it your presence I felt?" She answered: "It was me! I knew that you were able to feel me... but I was so nervous and concerned for Karl.... he needed prayers, so much prayers for helping him.... and this prayers must come from you, only you. I was so afraid that you didn't pray enough.... but you were always praying... that was very good!"

At this moment my neighbor Ernesto who passed came in saying " Greet my wife Valerie!" - I've just met him once, but I haven't met his wife. I'll do it..... I'll find the right words!"

Final of the connection......

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I found myself relaxing slowly and with ease into the experience and was already focusing on all my memories of Lisa particularly recent memories. I found myself in a field of wild flowers in a mountain valley. It reminded me of Blue Mountain in Ireland. I saw a crowd of people who were not distinguishable but there was Lisa waiting at the front. She was as usual a head above everyone else. When I walked through the door she rushed to me and I to her and we hugged and hugged and then put our arms around each others waist and walked into the field. I fleetingly thought of my Mum and then it felt as if it was another time, this time for Lisa.

I had no full thoughts but I wanted to talk to Lisa but she just wanted to be with me. I sensed there is no divide between us and there was no need to talk about her death, her life on the other side and that she was just seeing me in the same way as if I had seen her the day before and we knew all about each other. I kept going back to wanting "news": how is she, how is life and would get the same sense. It was very unexpected as Lisa was always full of news. Without words I feel she was saying we are still together. We lay on our backs in the grass and then turned over onto our stomachs and stayed together.

And then I felt the need to leave. I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach but it was not a bad feeling. I just needed to go and also knew I would be back.

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This time Karl met me with a wonderful, silver tandem bike, smiling and waving his hand. “Come on, we’’ll make a trip in bike, are You feeling like doing it?” He is always good humored and happy to be with me. In the recent times I noticed that he spoke very much about stupid things, in his personal stupid manner to make me laugh and feel good too. Maybe he wished to remember me at his typical mode of parlance…kidding and joking with words.

We passed wonderful little lanes, really good for biking. Karl: “All what I said yesterday to You about my family is real. Here I see it all in another attitude, under another viewpoint. I’ve said there is nothing to worry about, I announced facts and told about mistakes, or better wrong decisions, made in my earth life. I must not be ashamed of telling you this. It concerns also you. But now let us enjoy our time. I said, "time for siesta! (his word for rest after lunch) It is my rest too… my siesta spending finally with you, doing silly things.” I wanted to rest for awhile and maybe drink something….Karl said: “Resting, oh no that is earthly!”, he said laughing. “Drinking, oh no, that is earthly!” “ Feeling tired , oh no, that is so earthly”… making some examples, how he tried joking with me.

Then he said: “Do not think, that I have nothing to do here. Very often they called me and we have to go on earth to help people with cancer, persons who have to finish their life on earth, I like it, they are giving me instructions how to operate . And you must know that I am here, but that doesn't mean that I know just all, how it works on this plane. There is so much to learn, you can study whatever you want… but I’m at the beginning. You know I was for a long time in that wonderful centre for rehabilitation here, in a wonderful quiet place and now I’m discovering all these opportunities… the best of all are these times spent with you, making trips by airplane on earth visiting you…. Being with you so so “earthly, that is really KUHL!”…

Laughing and cuddling and kissing me goodbye, because it’s time for me to go…. 5 to 1. I open my eyes, my son Tommy is standing nearby me with his I- Phone in hand. “Listen Mom, I have to play a lovely song for you, it’s called : TENNESSEE, a song of the film Pearl Harbor, when the 2 protagonists are making together a wonderful trip in an airplane….. a very lovely song.

SHE SENT THE FOLLOWING E-MAIL TO CRAIG A SHORT TIME LATER IN THE DAY

Please watch the video of the song Tennessee [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVbwaHTuLvE], given me by Karl at the end of our connection today.( using my son) I watched it 1 minute ago... I didn't know that the song is named in this manner. I'm sure that this is a little gift of him, because we are 2 pilots and many years ago we enjoyed flying a Tiger Moth... an airplane similar like in that little video.

And the female protagonist's name in the movie the song Tenessee came from is the same as mine, Evelyn.

Please listen to the wonderful music - it is nearly HEAVENLY.

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I was able to go to the beautiful place of love with the doorway and my mother appeared in a beautiful garden setting and sat down with me. She explained to me why our family had chosen such a challenging life together and the lessons and wisdom that came from it. I was being prepared for the work I now do and the books that I am writing and have written. My family was there radiant and happy. They gave me a high five and did a little dance to show me that they are in a great place and to encourage me on with my work. I now have a different perspective that is more positive on our group Soul agreement. Although there is a part of me that still questions and doubts. I will continue with the process at a later time.

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A woman connects with her twin brother who
passed into spirit on the day of their birth

I met my twin brother Kevin tonight; although I've had vague images of him in the past and have always felt him close by, I've never seen him up close like I did tonight. He has longer reddish brown hair that is parted in the center and reaches his chin in various similar lengths. He has a short beard and moustache. He looks like my Dad, but he also looks like me. His eyes are blue like my Dad's, and yet although I took my mother's darker looks and eyes, we have similar features. He is taller than me; he is about six foot one, and he leans over a little. We hugged each other. He's tall and reedy as a man, similar to my father. He was wearing a blue cotton shirt with a white t-shirt underneath and a pair of blue jeans. We met at the picnic table on Deer Island. He looks about mid-20's. He sees me as I am now, in my mid 50's and yet I don't feel that age meeting him; I feel as if we are on par.

I told him it was so good to see him. We sat on the top of the picnic table, him to my left and we held hands, my left hand holding his right hand. I told him that I've missed him all my life, even though I've felt his presence often. He told me that he's always with me. I asked him about when we could be together again, when it would happen. He told me that it would happen, but that he could not elaborate 'why'. He told me that there is knowledge in Spirit that, if I knew it now in my mortal form, it would 'blow my mind'; that there are things that those in spirit simply cannot reveal to those of us in mortal form while we are here, but that 'it will all make sense' when we cross over.

I am left with an impression that just this first meeting is all I can have tonight and I come out of the meeting with deep emotion; the image fades immediately. I feel tears on my cheeks to have actually held my brother's hand and to have hugged him. I miss him so much. I haven't seen him since I was one day old; he is my twin, my other half.

Having gone through these steps, I go immediately into contact as soon as I begin the countdown from 20 to 1.

It is wonderful being able to 'be there'; I want to keep going and to more deeply into these experiences and hopefully have them last longer. I keep seeming to get segments of info from loved ones, like little chapters, before the contact is cut off, sometimes instantly.

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Its getting easier than ever to connect. I go to my place and feel Tom there. Today I got a quick glimpse of his beautiful face. Just for a split second. We hugged as usual and I told Tom I really need to spend time with him. I'm so sad Saturday he would be turning 22. Forever 18. I remembered how I felt 22 years ago pregnant and huge waiting for my only son to be born. Tom took me through the door to what we call Eternity. I asked why does it seem more lovely each time. Tom said it's because I come filled with more love each time.

I wanted to relax and sit by a tree and picked a Bismarck Palm which is one of my favorites. I was a bit surprised it was there but Tom just laughed and said this is my Eternity so why wouldn't it be there.

We sat and talked. Tom reassured me that all is well. My guide Ariel is happy with my progress as is my Mother and Tom and all my loved ones that went before me. I said I miss him to which he answered he misses no one nor anything. Being in Spirit means he is with us all the time and can manifest whatever he might feel like experiencing. He told me my Soul knows how it works but the physical doesn't allow all knowledge through to me.

We talked about how I feel cheated since he passed young but was reminded that it is me that feels cheated. He came and completed his earthly life just as he was meant to. I will transition when I've completed my path.

He told me we do travel together during the binaural beat meditations I've been doing despite the fact I usually do not remember but the more often I do them the better it will get. Tom said the experiences I've shared with you are real connections and he asked me to "Tell Craig Hogan his procedures are wonderful. And that it will work well also using the binaural beat technique."

Tom said there are so many ways to connect and for us most work well. Its because of our love and how very in tune we are. After all we have lived so many lives together how can it be otherwise? Even in lives that we may not have felt this love physicality. Our souls have always known it's there.

I was told my transitioning will be easy and beautiful because I believe in astute death. I look forward to it and have no fear. Just like walking from one room to the next. He did not say how or when I will pass and that the physical means may be painful perhaps not. But I won't suffer because I KNOW. Tom will be waiting then my Mom and others that have gone before.

I asked Tom if at all possible would he help hid friend George who is going through some bad things and breaking his mother's heart. Tom helped him when he. Was physical. He replied if he can he will do what he can to help.

At about this time we both decided to end this connection session. We hugged. I felt Tom withdraw and I quickly came back.

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I was sitting in the clouds with the sky changing colour. Outside the door was my father and he brought my baby Lucas. I felt like Jesus was there too. I bent down to pick up Luc and cuddle him while I talked to my father. We chatted and Lucas was content in my arms and I was content holding him. My father was wearing the same jumper and blue slacks. I don't recall what my baby had on. My father still had on his sunglasses that he got for his 21st birthday. I teased him and asked him why he was still wearing them and he replied 'its because you keep insisting on meeting in the bright clouds'. We then chatted and he told me he liked my partner Lyle. He said I should be nicer to him. I said that I liked him too and I am trying really hard to be nice to everybody, its just I am so 'flat' right now. He told me to hang on and that joy is just around the corner. I asked him for some validation and he said that my baby was coming back to me, just wait and see.

I then started to notice Luc had become agitated and was starting to bang his little fists on my chest. I got the feeling he was angry because he had died before his time. I was surprised by this. I said to him, 'but everybody who dies is so happy up there. It is a much better place than earth'. I then added 'in some ways you are lucky you never have to suffer or experience loss like this'. But he was still frustrated. I asked him 'if you had the choice would you come back?' and he said he would come back to us. I then said please try and he made me feel like he was trying. I was once again reminded that his death was always supposed to 'be'. I told him that I had been looking at the pictures of the boys eating cherries (taken a few days before he died) the ones with cherry juice dripping down their chins. Such happy photos. He said he missed cherries. I asked him for validation and he said that tomorrow I would see something pink and know that it would be from him. I said 'something pink?' and he just nodded like I would understand.

I then said I had to go, I could feel my concentration waning. I passed him back to my father. Kissed them both on the cheek, and told them that I loved them. I went back to the clouds and started counting down.

IN AN E-MAIL TO THE CENTER THE NEXT EVENING, THE PARTICIPANT WROTE THIS:

Today the woman who works for me was uploading some images to my website and she started muttering that she was having problems with the 'pink', that it was supposed to be rose and that she downloaded the pink images and named them the wrong thing and got confused. So it was quite tricky to fix the pink. I was a bit startled but in my visualisations Mac had said it would be something pink and I would know it was him.

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This morning I’ve hardly worked in our garden, together with my mother, so I was really tired. Karl took me in his arms and conducted me in a wonderful garden under a big tree, it seemed like an oak tree. In that tree were hanging some quadratic hammocks, closed on all 4 sides with veils, they looked like little tents, swinging softly, an ideal place to relax, to rest. We climbed in one of these tents, a wonderful sensation, lying down, swinging softly and looking up in the crown of this enormous tree with hundreds and hundreds of little green sprinkling leaves…. And a wonderful silence inviting to get calm. After a while we had visits, Karl’s brother Al entered in our little swinging tent, hugging and kissing me, bringing me a chest of marvelous fruits, multicolored, prevailing the color orange, and having a very good smell. “ We need not to eat, but we can eat giving us pleasure! Try them…. And so I do! I’d never had seen fruits like these, similar as tropic fruit, great ones, little ones, all smelling so inviting! I opened one with my hands, they seemed soft, a wonderful perfume like lime o lemon came out… and biting into an incredible flavor was on my tongue, incomparably good! I couldn’t believe, I’ve tasted a fruit of another plane! Karl and Al smiled…. Connection ended.

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Did this stage again. I felt more relaxed this time. I had some connections with my husband on the beach. He came and held my hand. He told me in would be okay. I also saw him coming out of the water with lobsters. He loves diving and seafood so this made sense. I also saw the both of us in our wedding outfits walking together. He was leading me. I kept seeing his hands up close.

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The beautiful place I imagined was a garden near the beach which we used to visit when I was a child, near our family beach house. We used to have family picnics there. After I walked through the door, I saw my mum's hands holding mine. I just saw her hands at that point. Then I saw her face and upper body. She looked really happy, and she nodded her head to her right towards her biological mother (she was adopted) whose hand she was holding, then to her left towards her brother with whom she was also holding hands. They both died before her.

I then saw the front garden of the home in which I grew up (my father still lives there), but I saw it as it was when I was very young, with a ti-tree thatched front fence. I remembered being in the garden during a birthday party of mine, perhaps when I was about 6 or 7 years old. Then my brother was there as he is now, at 48 years old (alive and well), beckoning me to come into the front garden. I followed him, but then the scene changed to a young girl running through a forest with beautiful tall trees. She was dressed in a white dress with a blue sash. I saw her from above (like I was looking down on her) and I couldn't see her face. It came into my mind that it was mum running through the trees at her home in Blair, where she lived as a child. I've never been there, but I imagine that's what it looks like.

Then I saw 2 young girls riding old fashioned three-wheeler bikes beside each other, while they held hands. I didn't see their faces as I saw them from behind, but I felt that one of the girls (the older one) was mum. I don't know who the younger girl was (Mum didn't have a sister). Then I saw mum's face and upper body. She was wearing a red polo jacket which she wore a lot in more recent years. She looked older, how she was in her last years, but in good health, without any signs of illness (she died of cancer). Her face was looking intently into mine, with a loving look. I knew she was telling me she loved me. I then asked her if she had a message for my father (who misses her terribly). I saw a church, which I felt was where my parents were married, and then an old black car driving along a road near a river. I wasn't sure what the car represented.

Comment by Craig

Many of the connections contain a series of images with meanings attached to them. It appears that the loved ones on the other side are taking the participant through experiences as messages. This participant's message to her father about the father and mother's wedding is such an image. They're unexpected and unintended. Often, the experiences are intended to teach something. Participants most often understand and learn from them easily.

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The next two excerpts are from the same participant.

I was thinking of Mellanie when the narrator mentioned to picture your loved one. I went to a place of clouds as it seems fluffy and comforting and surrounding. Through the door Mellanie was there. She hugged me. Then I got the image of a old white haired lady. I asked who that was and Mellanie said "Her. She's been old." I said I wanted to see her have a boyfriend and do teen stuff. She said she didn't need to. That she was more. Then she twirled in the clouds and I started to cry. She wasn't wearing her glasses as she twirled. I said I didn't want to control the encounter and she said I wasn't, that we were interacting. I decided I should end and leave so I could remember everything. I kissed her hands and cheeks and forehead and remembered how I did that when she was going to sleep at night. I backed away and waved. I told her I'd be back tomorrow night. She was smiling and seemed happy.

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same participant as the previous journal entries

During the third exercise when I asked if anyone had a message, I got a yes and it's me, Mellanie. She ran up and hugged me. I felt a little of the overwhelming emotion that I sometimes get from her so I believe I did have a connection. I wanted to start asking her what she was doing but we started walking down the beach hand in hand when I noticed I could see my footprints in the sand but not hers and that her legs were somewhat transparent. I understood it as I am still in physical and she isn't. I did take a minute to try to picture what she was wearing and my mind had to put her in a swimsuit because we were on a beach.

I wasn't sure what to do then as we were walking so I spread a blanket and we sat down. I wasn't sure if the sun would be too hot for us but decided not to worry about it. I asked her what she's been doing. She said she watches over people, plays, teaches, and learns. I thought that was interesting that she taught and learned as what most of life should be. Learning and helping others learn. Then I thought I shouldn't try to push the connection and decided I better exit the experience until I was more practiced. I got up and told her I would be back and started walking up the beach. I did start to cry when I was leaving and now that I am typing, am tearing a bit. I feel like I should be able to sit with her and talk for hours but in that moment I don't know what to ask or what to do next. It makes me feel bad that I left her.

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Before I went through the gate I could see in my mind's eye my husband. I felt my right hand being gently gripped and I went through the door. It took me to our garden. This is the garden my husband and I had in Germany where we lived up until his passing. We loved this garden. The garden was full of flowers and as I looked around I saw so many of those who had passed - my Mum, my Dad- Uncles and Aunts like they were gathered to see me.

My husband was that part of me was already there. He took me over to some vivid pink flowers but I couldn't smell anything. He just said to me "Never gone."

I struggled to keep myself in the garden - kept drifting back. This happens when I talk to my husband at other times or see him in my mind's eye.. as if I am not always strong enough to remain.

Everything was more vivid in life- the fish in the pond were so joyous they were almost coming out of the water. Somehow I was left knowing the garden we had in this life is in the next one too. My husband is tending it. I feel like he is keeping it nice for me too.

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The next two journal excerpts are by the same participant.

Hi Mom, I like spending time together no matter we do it. The dreams are so short, I don't know how to make them longer yet. But we've seen it's possible.

I can tell you I love you very much, more than you will ever know. You were the one person I could trust, really trust. I know at the end I said alot of jibberish but you were right to try to steer me on a better course and not just say yes.

(I asked for a validation) I will leave you a heart soon, you will know it when you see it and you'll know it's from me.

Comment by Craig

He did leave her a heart. As she got up from this session, on the floor was the clear pattern of a heart that she couldn't explain.

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I saw the door with brilliant light coming out around it, and it was partway open. My son was already halfway out the door, wanting me to come in and show me around. I saw many family members lined up, one by one. They all seemed very happy. it seemed like they were all together. I asked my son to show me around and tell me what he does. He showed me a lake with a canoe, a basketball court, a book, a kitchen scene. He then took me back to the basketball court and took me upstairs to a door which led to an outdoor landing. We were looking down onto a city street, and then he showed me a bicycle which was being peddled on the streets. I then told him I wanted a hug, which we did. I told him I had to go and I would be back again. I told him I missed him.

All the things he showed me were things he enjoyed doing when he was alive. I could have stayed longer as I was very relaxed, but I felt it was enough for now. The images came to me relatively easy. Easier than I had thought.

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I was able to go to the beautiful place of love with the doorway and my mother appeared in a beautiful garden setting and sat down with me. She explained to me why our family had chosen such a challenging life together and the lessons and wisdom that came from it. I was being prepared for the work I now do and the books that I am writing and have written. My family was there radiant and happy. They gave me a high five and did a little dance to show me that they are in a great place and to encourage me on with my work. I now have a different perspective that is more positive on our group Soul agreement. Although there is a part of me that still questions and doubts. I will continue with the process at a later time.

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When I went through the door, Marvin was there. He told me that he knew I was coming, so he had waited for me. We hugged, and then we were side-by-side having our arms across each other's back. I asked him to show me some of his new realm. The light was dim and the seemingly endless meadow had a wine-red hue.

We sat on a swing which swung higher and higher. I seemed to have a human form, but he seemed just like a cone-shaped light next to me on the swing. I did not like that--Marvin just being in the shape of a cone-shaped light. Then he took on a human shape (no longer on the swing), he took on a very tall and thin shape and he held me in his arms like one would hold a child (I was puzzled by this, since he was not my father). I nestled up to him like a child would. Then he gently laid me down like one would lay a child down to go to sleep. After a short while, I felt it was time for me to come back and I counted myself out.

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As I went through the door to my special place, my mother was there waiting for me. She was sitting on a bench dressed in a white long sleeved top, I could not see any other details of clothing.

We said hello to each other and I sat down beside her. She said to me, " I see you went to Greenville the other day." I replied that I did and she then said, " Greenville is lovely, I always enjoyed going there." She smiled.

I noticed my hand which is unusual as I have never noticed anything about myself before while in session. I could clearly see my hand and a small gray bird, I would say similar to a sparrow was perched on my finger. It was making plucking gestures in the air and I would see seed in its mouth so I'm guessing that it would form there in response to it's desire for it.

It stopped to look at me for a few moments and then went back to plucking at the air again.

My mother then said to me, "The world is experiencing trying times at the moment, it is these times when it needs hope the most."

The scene changed suddenly and we were both standing on a hill looking down valley, it had a very pastoral feel to it, very calm and quiet. There were little cottages dotted about, most of them with little garden rows about them. My mother pointed to them and said, "I live down there."

We stood there smiling and soaking up the peaceful atmosphere for a few moments and then I started to drift from it all.

How valuable or not valuable were the procedures for you?

They were extremely valuable. Since I have had some health problems lately, I don't feel that I was mentally prepared for the experience tonight and that would explain why the message from my mother was unclear (about the pneumonia). The value of the procedure seems to depend, to a great degree, upon the state of mind I am in when I enter into the meditation.

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Karl guided me to a higher place, on a hill; there we entered in a palace with a wonderful elaborated white front in stucco. Karl loves beautiful fronts of houses, still in Earth life, walking along the streets, he was always drawing my attention to nice facades. And here we are in house with that wonderful front in stucco. We arrived at the highest floor, very high, entering in a wonderful large apartment or flat, surrounded by large panoramic windows, having a miraculous view on a metropolis, landscapes, water, parks, trees, a never ending skyline, a horizon so wonderful colored, all what I could see in movement, shining, glittering, being so real and at the same time so fairytale – like. Karl observed me smiling, then opened one of these large windows leading me to a fabulous roof garden plenty of the most wonderful flowers I had ever seen. I just know, that in this sphere flowers are sounding…. sheding a soft perfume, I was able to smell it. A home, both we’d ever dreamed of, an apartment in an Attico, the highest floor of a house, with panorama windows, having wonderful views and a savaging roof garden. Karl: “ I’m just preparing all and when you’ll join, all Karl be fine!....... connection ended

 

 

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