We climbed the slope, holding on to grass and branches, as if the mountain itself was testing our readiness. Step by step, together. When one stumbled, another reached out a hand. That was the real we — a small tribe of discoverers.🤗 The cave greeted us with a narrow entrance, like a secret passage to another dimension. The further we went, the darker it became, until only our flashlights and breathing reminded us we were still here, on Earth. Then came the darkness. Absolute, complete. The kind of darkness where stars are born. We sat in silence. Drops of water fell from the ceiling, measuring time that did not belong to us. And in that stillness, Andrei began to play the bowls. The sound wove itself into the walls, into the droplets, into our breath — until the inside and the outside became one. It felt like a portal. Not a place, but a passage. As if we were lifted out of the ordinary and placed softly into a space where fear has no power, and presence has no boundaries. When w...