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Author: Silke Goth

C&C Autorin aus Witten-Stockum Silke Goth ist Heilpraktikerin/Spezialistin fĂĽr Schmerztherapie und Verdauungsstörungen. Sie unterstĂĽtzt ihre Patienten dabei, wieder in ihre Mitte und Balance zu finden. Mit Hilfe von althergebrachten Iris-und Harndiagnosen gewinnt sie tiefgehende Einblicke in den Gesundheitszustand. Mit einer ganzheitlichen Herangehensweise legt sie besonderen Wert auf individuelle Behandlung, um nachhaltig Gesundheit und Wohlbefinden zu fördern.  

Scotland – The Land Of Warm-Hearted People And Legendary Landscapes

There are places that are more than just geographical points on a map. They are dreams of longing, mirrors of one’s own thoughts, and sometimes even a piece of home that one only discovers while traveling. Join me on my personal journey. Scotland is just such a place for me. Between the mist-shrouded Highlands, ancient castle ruins, and the rough sound of the sea, I experienced more than just fascinating landscapes. I also experienced quiet moments that linger in my memory. Not a classic travelogue This journey through Scotland is not a classic travelogue. It is a foray through stories, encounters, and emotions. With a touch of magic, a glass of whiskey, and a pinch of humor. Come along on a journey that not only takes you through Scotland, but also a little way through your own heart. Scotland, the land where there are more sheep than people, where it’s not just the whiskey that gets you drunk, but also the magical landscape. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I immediately accepted the invitation from my Scottish friend who lives there—we’ll call her Shona. When I landed in Inverness for the first time, I was able to throw my romantic notions of mist swirling around castle ruins and mystical moorlands right out the window. People always imagine this country to be mystical and magical. I can tell you: Scotland is even more mystical and magical than you could ever imagine. Kilts, culture, and cool Scots My adventure in Scotland began at Inverness Airport, although “airport” is a generous term. I felt like I had landed in Lummerland. There is exactly one gate, one baggage carousel, and probably only one man who is simultaneously the pilot, baggage handler, and security chief. The atmosphere? Scottish relaxation. Almost like family. Shona was already waiting for me at the baggage carousel. We fell into each other’s arms, overjoyed to finally see each other again. Neither of us knew what exciting, bizarre, and turbulent events awaited us in the coming days. The adventure had begun. And it looked like the checkered daisy, a mixture of Scottish idiosyncrasy and delicate surprise. A symbol of what lay ahead: wild, soft, and with a pattern that no one could quite interpret. From Ardersier to Iverness I can always stay with Shona. She used to live in a sleepy village that was once a fishing village.… weiterlesen