Two years ag, I lived in Switzerland for a couple of months, working as an au-pair. I was in a small village, in the middle of the Alps.
Living there, the landscape, the routine with the kids, it made me feel so peaceful, that I desired to stay that way forever.
One day, I visited Sion, the capital of the canton of Valais.
After walking around that quiet and both modern and old town, I found a place where the town just stops and give space to the nature. It’s a big square, and just in front of it, all those flowering cherry trees. At the sides, two hills. One of them has a castle in the top, the other one has an abbey.
I just laid there for a while, listening to the silence, looking the landscape, feeling the gentle breeze and that little bit of the mountain sun. All that peace I never felt (even if I also live in a precious place with mountains and cherry trees).
Then, I took off my shoes (they weren’t ok to climb and I didn’t want to fall) and I went to the castle. Up there, looking to the precipice, I made a decision: if I ever wanted to kill myself it will be there. If the peace of being there don’t make me feel alive, at least I would die in such a beautiful place.
Do you have a place?