Winter 1986 I was for the first time in Brussels. I was already living in a buddhist community in Porto, and that winter we all went to Brussels (where lied the center of our community, with vegetarian restaurants, natural shops, clinic, etc.) The first time I went to one of the restaurants, it was as if I already knew that place, it was so familiar as my own home. It was both enchanting and familiar. It was being home. Six months later I was moving to Brussels and working in that restaurant.