Here is a group of people that live somewhere deep in the Russian forest. Always moving from place to place and closed from outside world by rules and something else not describable. I will call it magic.
The people dress like in older days, women wear long clothes, skirts, cover hair, but the clothes is always in bright colors, and the women are always smiling. They know so much about the nature, the forest, they can talk to the wind and trees, and the forest animals.
One time we were on a bout on the middle of the river. Evening the sun shines bright troug the dark clouds, just like a light turns on in the dark. And then the wind started to blow fast, bringing all the tundershtorm clouds. It was kind of scary be in the rain in the middle of a river. The wind started to push the bout to the land and I can hear: "hurry, hurry, hurry". We got out and in the moment I stepped on the sand, the rain and the tundershtorm started. We got in the village all wet.
In the village you can only get with a person who knows someone in the village. I had seen old ladies who learned about the grass medicine. They spent a few days and pick a lot of grass, then go home. You cannot stay there, only if you marry someone from this place. And you can only get in the village on the wedding day, its a tradition.
The people are very nice, they repeat over and over that everything will be fine, just let you relax and really become part of nature.
