Issac writes

They both were two pegs down and were sitting on the ground with their arms around each other, gazing up at the starry summer sky. ‘Just look at the sky,’ said Jobin, stroking her hair. ‘ what we are looking at now is how the sky  would have appeared thousands of years ago.’ He had told her the same thing on the day they first met but Christina thought not to interrupt him- this was his way of sharing his world with her. Many of those stars have already died, but their light still fills the universe. Other stars were born far away, and their light has not yet reached us. So no one knows what the real sky looks like? She asked. We don’t know. We study what we see, but what we see is not always that exists. He said. ‘ I want to ask you something. What are we made up of?. Where did the atoms that make up our bodies come from?. Jobin looked up at the ancient sky and said: ‘ they were created along with the stars and the river. In the first second of univer...

Christina felt a tremendous urge to cry. There had been a time when nothing was as important as herself. She had several boyfriends and had always believed that she loved each one, only to see love vanish from one moment to the next. Of all the things, she had experienced until then, love had been the most difficult. Just then, she was in love with someone slightly older than herself; he was studying chemistry and had a completely different vision of the world from hers. Once again, she was putting her belief in love, trusting her feelings, but she had been disappointed so many times, that her heart lay in despair. She was no longer sure of anything. Nevertheless, this was a great gamble of her life………… 

If in the beginning , there were so few people on the face of earth and now there are so many, where did all those new souls come from ? The answer is simple, we divide into two. Our souls divide as do crystals and stars, cells and plants. Our soul divides into two, and those new souls are in turn transformed into two and so, within a few generations we are scattered over a large part of earth. In this process of dividing into two, we also find ourselves. And this process of finding ourselves is called love. Because when a soul divides, it always divides into a male part and a female part. That’s how the book of genesis explains it ; the soul of adam was split into two, and eve was born out of him.’

In life, each person can take one of two attitudes: to build or to plant, but one day they finish what they are doing. Then they find they are hemmed in by their own walls. Life loses its meaning when the building stops. Then there are those who plant. They endure storms and all the many vicissitudes of the season, and they rarely rest. But , unlike a building, a garden never stops growing. And while it requires the gardener’s constant attention, it also allows life for the gardener to be a great adventure. Gardeners always recognize each other, because they know that in the history of each plant lies the growth of the whole world.......