Publisher's Synopsis
"All my life I've been searching for that one place I didn't know existed. A place where my heart is filled, my body is loved, and my soul is understood."
For so long I dreamed of it....... will I find it?
Despite this pleasant environment, I am searching for the one place where my soul is at home.
Is the mediocrity of my life still enough? Neither below nor above, a lazy life without any great challenge.
Do I have the courage to face it and find the one place where soul and heart are united?
Deep inside I know that I will not find satisfaction with material values or attention on the outside.
So my thoughts really go on a merry-go-round and search for the beginning for the good end. I just have to find the courage to disregard the rules of society and go in search of it with joy. The more I think about it, the more I want to free myself from these constraints that have been imposed on me by my environment.....
Where exactly is the land of my dreams? Nowadays it is easy to do research on the Internet.
There are countless sources for this, which makes the search easier, beyond the tossing of meter-high, piled-up books and the notepad lying next to it.
Not that the good old book has lost its value, you understand me correctly.
Because in my library there are also books by Karl May, starring the hero of my youth, with Winnetou the Apache.
That was probably the trigger after searching the Internet for Indians. Their nature, their way of life, their love for Mother Earth have fascinated me since my earliest youth. After what felt like a thousand clicks through the various photos of beautiful Indian people, I got stuck with him. My heart stopped for a moment - only to gallop away at a furious pace - staring at the photo as if mesmerized. Among hundreds of thousands of photos I found him. Him the handsome male Indian who already visited me in my dreams. How is that possible? Were there forces at work that showed me the way? Questions over questions that did not let my mind rest. How can I find my way to him? Is it all just a beautiful illusion or is my soul whispering to me to go in search? In search of what? But one thing I knew immediately, he and I were connected in a depth I had never experienced before. For days I was haunted by the thought of what possibilities I had to find him. Nothing was as it had been before, my so ordered life was completely out of joint.....
I tried to live my life in the hamster wheel, of course, this was appropriately, from my inner self, acknowledged with comments. I managed for a while and just lived as I always lived, until the big bang.
In retrospect, I now know that my soul has given me the necessary board to my head and caused my life to shake properly, triggered by a photo....
If you read my story, you will find out if I find my soul place and where it leads me.
Your Noelani
Note: Please do not take offense at my use of the term "Indian" in the first few chapters.... I will explain it in chapter 3.