Farewell to North Macedonia

Granite Blueprint and the rban Pulse: Transition to a New Chapter

I said goodbye at Markovi Kuli to the energy of the granite rocks, thanking them for strengthening my spiritual blueprint. In the centre of Prilep,

I expressed gratitude and joy that I could walk these streets repeatedly – always with positive feelings. My apartment in Prilep was my home for five weeks. It provided shelter from the heat and cooler days, allowing me to follow my HCLFLP 76/12/12 path and creating excellent conditions for preparing my own meals. The nearby small shops and the main market in Prilep provided me with my clean, vegan fuel.

The bus journey from Prilep to Skopje took a little over two hours. I had already seen the centre of Skopje for a few days at the beginning of my visit to Macedonia. I still had some digital preparations left for the next stage of my journey, so initially, I did not even plan on going out into the city. I checked into the hotel as early as 1:00 PM, and my flight to Istanbul is not until the following day. I completed part of my work and felt a sudden surge of energy to spend the evening in the centre of Skopje. Having gained some experience navigating the city over a few earlier days, I reopened the bus app on my phone and, combining a walk with a few bus stops, reached the familiar Macedonian Square.

It was already dark, so the familiar place looked completely different under artificial light. A warm evening – around 20°C – pleasant lighting, and a fair amount of pedestrian and café traffic put me in a very good mood and a space of higher vibrations. In this lively evening scenery, I walked across the bridge to the Old Bazaar. On the way, I ate a few roasted Macedonian chestnuts from a street vendor. Street-roasted corn did not particularly appeal to me. I do not use roasting or frying in my own kitchen, but recently I tried boiled Macedonian edible chestnuts for the first time, and their flavor absolutely delighted me. They likely contain plenty of good, valuable nutrients as well.

After strolling through the still vibrant alleyways of the Old Bazaar, I drank mint tea at an outdoor café table. I felt deep satisfaction from this reunion with Skopje. The hotel was situated right on the Vardar River, so in the afternoon I also walked along the promenade by the riverbank. Since I do not use any catering services – street chestnuts being the sole exception – and the hotel room lacked a kitchen, I ate about 1.5 kg of fresh fruit for dinner. I prepared the same amount for breakfast.

The following morning, I walked one kilometre on foot from the hotel to the bus station, from where a direct connection departed for the airport, located 23 kilometres from Skopje, for just £2.80. Everything went remarkably smoothly, and now I am waiting calmly, having passed all security checks, to board the plane.

Punchline

Every change of location is essentially a shift in state of consciousness, in which stone, river, and the scent of roasted chestnuts cease to be mere elements of the landscape and become witnesses to inner integration. True sovereignty is not about clinging tightly to one space, but about the ability to carry one's centre – and one's inner garden – through all the gates of the world, with complete peace in the heart.

Ginkgo and Gaia