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Altura (Castellón, Spain), March 2025 Allow me to breathe, even when I’m barely able to, allow me to breathe and build a whole life for me and mine.

Great Wall, Mutainyu (China), October 2024 Should your body ask for a respite, so grant it a sliver of calm and let your soul soar in the skies.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), December 2024 A hug to my inner hero, to that part of myself that forces me to rise after every fall, to dry my tears and smile, to take my lumps after a defeat and carry on. A hug to this strength which I thank for and cherish.

Mercat de Colón (Colón Market Hall), València (Spain), December 2024 There are jobs which pay the rent, there are jobs which make your day, there also those which make your life. Good luck on your path to find the life which makes your day which make paying rent pointless… ... simply because you find happiness just doing your best at whatever it is you are doing. Be passionate, be kind, be ruthless if unavoidable, be always cooperative, don’t lose your dreams… … nor lose yourself in them.

Cathedralof Toulouse, France, September 2024 Days of a calm well-earned, an omen of upcoming frenzy: Steady strength is my companion.

Altura (Castellón, Spain), September 2024 Whenever leaden gray floods you, look up into the damp sky and be caught in the color of the air.

Altura (Castellón, Spain(, June 2024 You will realize that you are back to your true self when the only feelings worth thinking of are your own. That way, you will be able to open the door to let go of the past and welcome the light of the new future you deserve.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), February 2024 I am keeping my life, the green which always comes back after the golden-brown of August. I keep my nerves, the restlessness which never seems to stop and pushes me forward. I keep this heat inviting disconnection, but always failing. I keep my life, each and everyone who comes and goes: the important ones are always here.  

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), July 2024 Feeling useless, being able to help, though. Feeling somehow down, energy bursting at the seams, though. A living contradiction, just being myself, though, over and over again.

Koblenz (Germany), October 2016 Whenever I run out of verses, I know that a bright light will be a beacon for lost words. I have not finished off my verses, they have just found their way back to the sheltering shadows of the forest. Ink still flows on and on from my soul to paper, filling page after page. No end in sight yet for my attempts to leave a little bit of beauty wherever life takes me through.

Mission, San Juan de Capistrano (California, USA), November 2018 A garden between home and road, a street with the name of a teacher. A high school with a splash of philosophy, a school afterwards with a new language. An apartment on the riverside, a small house on a lucky island. A dark studio in the big city, a big one in a happy town, a smaller one later on, another one. A place shared with family, exile, new place in historical setting. Back to the city with another language, new place, new family, then a second exile. A house on the beach, lonely, seeking, at last, my new home in the mountains. Already sixty years young, sixty years lived, feared, dreamt of. Sixty years to spread my wings, sixty memories which finally stopped being a burden, they are energy.

Puçoñ (València, Spain), October 2023 The shortest night, the longest day in the year: Cleansing water and fire. There I leave behind memories of lived intensity, recollections threatening to burden, to slow me down. At the same time, I accept the challenge of shining bright, of being energy, of flowing through life while still being an anchor.

Altura (Castellón, Spain), June 2024 Relieved Unburdened Free Bright Happy Alive!

València (Spain), June 2024 Light at the end of Spring, surrealistic mosaic of colors dancing, cavorting, rioting, creating unimaginable spaces. Colorful light, color of life, life without a pause, realistic mosaic, endless harmony.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), May 2024 Accepting the persistence of an absence awakens in my reason, in my soul, both aware of the finitude of the world, a most selfish unwillingness to let people go who, at some time, shed light into my days. Though gone they are, gone they stay.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), May 2024 There are countless greens, equal in their many shades, a different greenness within. But not even one comes close to the sparkling, fragrant green of the forest after the rain in May.

Altura (Castellón, Spain), May 2024 Clouds in May coming and going, tough witnesses of time passing, a symbol of myriads of waterdrops, of tiny little cells working together. I thank the cells of my skin for, at the same time, sheltering me  and letting me feel the world outside. I thank the cells of my brain for letting me understand and connect both visible and invisible worlds. I thank the cells of my bones and muscles for opening the door to moving, to visiting and living new places. I thank every single cell in my body, so similar, though decidedly different, but in such perfect harmony that life works. I am as thankful for the work of the elements, as for the one each of my cells does bringing on the perpetual harmony of a life on the move.

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), May 2024 A bright Sun, shiny green, peace in a soul on the move. Happily walking the path chosen, strongly starting over, repossessing my own light. I recognize the rhythm again, the beat to which my new life has to move beyond.  

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), May 2024 Gray clouds in May brighten up all greens, landscape turns into a rainbow into a home for a riot, of colors, shades, contrasts… Imagination flies around, carousing on a day which seems to ignore the explosion of life about to begin.  

Altura (Castellón, Spain), April 2024 The color of an academic gown, the scent of loved ones, the touch of my favorite tree, the tinkling of a heartfelt toast, the crackling of flames in the cold, the flavor of sharing a table, the landscape from my window. A much longer list is easy to make, but these are all around me tirelessly bringing on peace to may days, health to my body, harmony to my soul.