I find a place where I belong
I find a place where I belong
Reading Lama Tsultrim Allione’s account of Kathmandu, I am so moved by her accounts of how she found herself in the corner of a small Buddhist monastery and she felt a sense of belonging and there monks recognised her there with a sense of belonging too. I began to tear up a little bit in the train.
I wanted that kind of sense of belonging too. But I realised then that I do belong somewhere. I belong with renewable energy. When I see a pylon I belong. When I see a wind farm I belong
I belong always and always with the renewable energy Renewable energy is quite abstract and it is not a real place that I can go - or maybe is it - is it a place inside of me, inside of my heart? ❤️🔥
In any case there is a favourite place in Luxembourg in a village where I lived for 7 years where I can see the wind farms

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