04 Mar 2019 | exercises in being here

Woman’s prayer

Woman's prayerAshen sky. On the seashore - a memory.Birds. Threads. Trust. Souvenirs.What arms are these for you!Maria.Regina.Barbara. (the poetry in the titles of my Spotify Discover weekly song list)

04 Mar 2019 | exercises in being here

Woman’s prayer

Woman's prayerAshen sky. On the seashore - a memory.Birds. Threads. Trust. Souvenirs.What arms are these for you!Maria.Regina.Barbara. (the poetry in the titles of my Spotify Discover weekly song list)

28 Feb 2019 | exercises in being here

Fishing

My mind wandered off. I was reading how carnival is being celebrated here and was intrigued by "the funeral of the sardine on Ash Wednesday". "Maybe I should go fishing this weekend," I thought but the chances of catching a sardine are small unless ...

28 Feb 2019 | exercises in being here

Fishing

My mind wandered off. I was reading how carnival is being celebrated here and was intrigued by "the funeral of the sardine on Ash Wednesday". "Maybe I should go fishing this weekend," I thought but the chances of catching a sardine are small unless ...

19 Feb 2019 | exercises in being here

Alice in Wonderland

It is very possible in this city that you walk home hungry in the light of a supermoon and you pass a tray with small chocolate croissants leaning on a garbage bin asking to be eaten. And you try one and although it isn't as fresh as it was this mor...

19 Feb 2019 | exercises in being here

Alice in Wonderland

It is very possible in this city that you walk home hungry in the light of a supermoon and you pass a tray with small chocolate croissants leaning on a garbage bin asking to be eaten. And you try one and although it isn't as fresh as it was this mor...

14 Feb 2019 | exercises in being here

The heart of a city

(I wrote this last year on the 14th of February, still here, still in love ..... )I wasn’t raised to live in a city. I was educated by trees and birds and mud and the scent of wet leaves. I hung out at hidden corners in the forest on my own, I knew w...

06 Feb 2019 | exercises in being here

Anticipation

It is the moment before the sun rises that is the most precious one. The clarity and the silence, the world in anticipation of the spectacle that is about to begin. "The most ordinary thing in the whole cosmos." It is the moment when I miss the dog ...