As I was told in childhood that somewhere behind the high mountains, behind the cold lakes, behind the tall trees, behind the fluffy clouds, there is a city where all the people are happy, cheerful, kind, beautiful, healthy. So I am 45 years old now and I still believe that there is such a place and that it is not far away but somewhere very close. Maybe on the next street, maybe behind the house, or completely inside our soul. My transformation1