What if you opened up to experiencing what you thought was only woo woo stuff

to find out that there is a reality much larger than the wildest imagination?

What if you find your place in the universe as the universe experiencing itself through you?

I know I know it's only a novel but

not much of a fake.

From burning out to breaking through you only need to see what keeps you away from it.

Ostro is not only the name of the wind that blows from the south

it can also be a pointer to the freedom that is seeking you.


The way of the wind has been traditionally published in the Italian version too "La via del vento".