The story of the son of Pharaoh and the high priest
Thought Notebook.
Stories and silences in which you can find yourself again.Foreword to the Thought NotebookThis Thought Notebook is not just a collection of words. It is a bench where we can sit together – either in silence or in conversation. This is where stories are born, in which it is not who wrote it that matters, but who they are addressed to.A thought, if shared, lives on in others. Everyone adds a piece: a memory, a feeling, a smile or even a tear. This way, the story becomes a common heritage.This notebook does not judge. It does not say what is right and what is wrong. It only holds a mirror: so that whoever looks into it can see themselves. And in the process, feel that they are not alone.Every written word is a small lamp that lights someone else's path. And every reader who lingers here becomes a lamp himself. That is why you too should write a story. We put it up to show others the way.This Thought Notebook is therefore more than writing. It is our common presence.Click on the title to read the stories!
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I RECOMMEND IT TO MARTIN and GÁBOR.
There are moments when a person stops and simply listens. Not to count, but to understand: every step they have taken so far has had a meaning. The road does not twist by chance, nor does the silence last in vain. Time is not an enemy, but a teacher. It shows that light does not come from outside, but starts from within – from the heart, where love resides. The past is not a burden, but a map. It contains everything that has been kept, and everything that has taught you to let go. A person eventually learns: it is not how long a day lasts that counts, but how much light remains after it. That the flame of a candle, even if it goes out, leaves its warmth in the hearts of others. I recommend this booklet to those who search, wait, believe. Those who know that the greatest gift is not the light, but that we can light it for someone.
Aug 04
Blind Man with a Lantern.
Once upon a time there was a blind man who always walked the streets with a lantern. People were amazed and asked him:
Aug 03
Bench on the Edge of Town.
One day, an old man sat down on it. He was tired – not only physically, but also spiritually. He was carrying a lot with him: disappointments, losses, unfulfilled dreams. As he sat there, a little boy suddenly stopped beside him. The boy had a ball in his hand, and all he asked was:
A prisoner who forgot he was free. Once upon a time, there was a prisoner who had spent so many years in prison that he had slowly forgotten what it was like to live free. Every day he saw the same walls, the same door behind which freedom could have awaited him – but he no longer thought of it....
The light that lives on.
"Just as the flames of candles can be rekindled by each other, so the flames of peace, faith and love are rekindled within us.Remember: hope will always be with you.
If you ever feel like everything around you is fading, remember: there is a spark in your heart that can rekindle the light."
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