If you suddenly want to find the place where Polyana is located on the map of Russia, don’t bother, it’s, alas, useless. She remained in another time. And maybe even in another space. Much water has passed under the bridge since then, a lot has changed... We have become different. Harder, colder, more active. Most are tired of life and of endless work, and life is slowly and steadily rushing further downhill. However, Polyana... And what about Polyana? Just a large flat area for grazing livestock not far from the nearest settlement. It’s just that people were sitting there in the forest, relaxing. The tents were set up. All of them are esotericists, to one degree or another. From different groups. Passions run high here, latent, sometimes not clearly manifested, “energy” wars boil, and emotions run high. Like everywhere else, people are engaged in redistribution. A showdown over who's in charge... At Polyana. On the verge of emotions and on the verge of breakdown. There is a war of so-called “egregors”. And the truth, in this case in the form of an inconspicuous man with a white beard, who says and does strange things and has forever changed many, again passes by for the majority, and will never return. And few people were able to learn anything here. Because it is impossible to teach anyone or anything without the inner efforts of the person himself. And because the majority is not looking for transformation and inner growth - but for a “Teacher” for worship...