The secret forest - Ralitsa Lachezarova Potter (dark books to read .TXT) 📗

some of your destinations and to recognize how much your buttons can be pressed. Everyone has his forbidden lands called "my limits" and coveted spaces described by "my targets". If they merge to each other on the family map there is a peace in a long term and life is so wonderful. But usually life is a distorted fairy tale and we don't believe in happy endings, so we are too involved in distinguishing and defending our own territories.
On such challenging days I miss my country and the mystery forest, where I left part of my heart. All my precious memories create an invisible bond pulling me back there especially when I have a lack of faith. Living this American merry-go-round way of life I need of an inner compass which will help me to remember who I am. I don't want to feel like an uprooted tree like more of the immigrants here and to learn to change my eastern accent trying to establish convenient friendships. I want to keep my sunny side up no matter of the weather, to apply my lucky charm -the four leaf clover- in each venture, and to keep smiling! I have found more then sixty four-leaf clovers here in the USA and have been giving them away to friends, acquaintances or strangers. When people ask me about Bulgaria, I try to explain about all the enchanting magical places, which are a source of inspiration to many, and stay away of the politic and social messes so often in the news about developing nations. Usually small countries like Bulgaria are blessed with breath - taking nature, ancient history and many spots shown in UNESCO world heritage site. For some equilibrium their governments or social systems are chains of misunderstanding,so they can be pretty inaccessible for a foreigner. That's why exists such spots like "The Forest Of The Cross" where the language, skin color and prejudices are forgotten in the thing which unites us, in the name of miracles!

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Publication Date: 11-09-2009

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