This blog is the place of rest, come and have a read and rest

Well, When I opened up this blog several years ago, my intention was( and is) to inspire individuals. I wanted to write; when you read my post, you feel rest; you receive a breezing breath in the world of a political, social, rational and broken world. If you have been following me a long time enough, I hope my writings have been a blessing to you till now. New generation people need confirmation, need acceptance, love innovation, unique and marvelous things; I get that; I totally understand that how do you feel when you Facebook/Insta/ and other social networking platforms are down. But, they are not here to define who we are. I don’t need to remind us, but I urge you, my dear; We are made in God’s image. This world wants us to be furies, spiteful and in a rush for everything. Our call is to rest and grow in the Spirit. So, you are one of the brave ones.

This blog is the place of rest. Let it be.

Have a rest with me here. get your tea/coffee or if you love ice cream, get it and enjoy it.
Sweet spring is here in Australia. And, I am awe of these days as I see the lockdowns are melting away soon, I mean very soon. The smell of the flowers is in the air when we truly love each other and let forgiveness be our friend. Our streets are quiet as usual, and you can see the mask on the faces of people. Sometimes, I doubt if they can smell the spring or that it will somehow stop the season’s allergy. I smile, either under the mask or unmask. Because I know that is the unseen medicine of every heart. ehh- you say; good boy! whatever..!
God! Thank you to whoever reading this post now! They are truly my friend. Amen. That is my prayer for you, and I am so happy you are here. If you are new to my blog- don’t worry; we can be good friends. Just come and give me a couple of likes as the sign of reading and your presence as I pray for you. Not a worry at all, if you don’t like and comment, I still love you. I’m not here for likes and comments. But they are the bonus; of course, our rewards are stored in heaven. I wanted to be a speaker, thinking about it – but that won’t be my option. I may be a voice, hmmm-an an invisible voice that can be echoed across the nations one day. ooof- Why am I tiring with these non-sense words? I feel sleepy; the time is 11:25 pm- I guess it is getting late. Let me finish with this quote of life:
“Everything you can imagine is real.”
― Pablo Picasso

We don’t mean do the life alone, invite your friends here.

Love you guys

Your friend
Dariush Youkhaneh