Remember me Let me talk the story which could happend somewhere and sometimes everyone of us. It is about miracles inside and outside us. Miracles they could appeared suddenly in our life without we noticed them. It is a story about common person, which is a pilgrim on the path to discover their sence of life and own destiny. It was very nice day early afternoon, when the sky was without the clouds, but the sun brighted so hard that it was almost unbearable. You could literally feel serenity in the air. Small villages were scattered in the valley among the fields of gold bellow the top of hill I was. Laying on grass I gazed on labours they went back and forth, greeted each other and irrigated their fields. Each of them worked in sweat of brow for their bread. Even severe sun could not stop them. Outfields of grain gathered gold rays of sun and eager drank water from a soil. It seemed that their colour had origin from the sun. Collected energy of sun, water from the soil and effort of labours was eventualy stored in bread which one I had in my backpack.Time passed slowly and my mind relaxed. Leaves of tries rustled quietly and occasionally voices of birds brought calm into my soul. I couldn't believe that several hours​ ago I was on different place full of noise, calls and meetings. I lived in two different worlds so far each other. First of them was created by people, by everyday work of anonymous people they shaped their environment in order got better life for them and their families. It was world of challenges and competitions, full of rules, advantages but obstacles too. In that world you were never alone. You were surrounded by people, noise and informations. Life in that world was like a wild river, powerfull and rushing away, which is strong enough shape even hard stones. It is a river which might be dangerous too, river which had never mercy for anyone. It was never the same and brought fresh water - water of life and changes.