In English

Ficus tree, Gran Via Fernando el Católico, Valencia (Spain), April 2018 Suffering suits you, there is a glow to you that could not be seen before . You are but so wrong. What you see in me now is not but the sweet patina typical on people who are genuinely happy being on their way, accepting the gift of Light which means being alive with your conscience at peace. Suffering suits you though. No, what suits me the most is suffering without caring if I do.

Calw (Germany), September 2008 A vow of silence, shared reading, attention to the meal, measured movements, immaculate silence. In conscious quietness the soul flying untamed, free, in solitude, fleeting in its own immanence. Silence, a metaphor of free will. Isolated to evolve from One to All, from All to One. Unstoppable pendulum. Unavoidable harmony.

Between Valencia (Spain) and Frankfurt am Main (Germany), March 2018 Sitting in a plane high in the air, blue skies above, cotton-like white below. Peace and quiet in my mind: everything is all right, everything is easy. Feeling like going home as I leave behind being lost, adrift after the rug so cruelly got pulled away from under my feet. In the air, feet flailing wildly, looking again forward to touching the ground, to being stable and confident on the path of life… wherever it is, wherever it leads.