It is almost a year since I visited the island of Rugia (Rügen in german). Partly because of my slavic descent, of course. I knew I had to go there, especially to go to Cape Arkona, where once a big temple stood, dedicated to the slavic god Svetovid. I just had to.
Never expected it to give me that sense of peace and of somehow coming home, although I was there for the first time. Such a thing never happened to me, but it felt good.
I find pleasure in remembering this experience. A truly sacred place.