Far From Home

We can be as passionate as the savage jungle or as fluid like the cool dark sea, yet in both cases devoid of emotional attachments when these have outgrown the necessary  patterns that are required for our continued growth. We may  finally lose everything, but when we do, its just the spirit making space in order to bring us…

The Lightness You Once Had

It was a holiday season many moons ago when she was still attending demonstrations – because every once in a while she had to have her dose of police brutality right? – She was sitting down right on the Bar´s counter drinking that particular brand of wine as he laid eyes on her. The piercing blue eyes belonged…

Safari Concrete Jungles

Living only two small blocks away from the shore, the  smell of the ocean – more often than not –  surrounds  me with its salty residue in the air.   The perennial, almost pristine summer smell however, does not seem to go together with my surroundings; the views, the sounds.   It´s still the city and sometimes I…

Take me to Church

The Island of Flowers was the first place her ancestors had laid foot on upon their arrival from the old world.   As a child she´d  loved to go there on her free time, and as a habit, she´d happily climb all the way up above the hills during those sunny afternoons and  watched the most magnificent tangerine, purple and…