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Corredera Square, Córdoba (Spain), December 2022 Days of family, of joy, days celebrating the solstice, days of peace, of calm. Days for summary, for closure, days of stocktaking and projects, days of energy, of beginnings. Days for travelling inward and outward, days to resume my own power, days to be driven, to fly.

  Sequoia and King Canyon National Park, California (USA), January 2018 Closing onto the new year, solstice, a new dawning. Cold air as you go, an invigorating whisper, a soothing buzz lulling a restless soul. Rumors of steps in the nightly light: strength to keep on going, strength to stay human; calmness to carry on at peace with the world.

  Bobingen (Germany), September 2022 Thanks for the air I breathe, thanks for the light in which I live. Thanks for soothing nights, thanks for lively days. Thanks for those who fill my days; thanks for those who went away for they taught me generosity, thanks for those who stayed for they taught me gratitude. Thanks for being alive and learning, thanks to my body for its warnings. Thanks to my many crisis for letting me grow.

Puçol (València, Spain), December 2022 A sea which talks to me, a sky which hears my voice. A changing landscape draws every second new skies, new seas which take me to new realities. An endless landscape with a sunny path toward a new golden hue which I will treasure. Echoes of the voice of the waves which tirelessly crash on the sand will be my soundtrack on this way beyond the roundabout of indecision.  

Mas La Plana, Santa Maria d'Oló (Barcelona, Spain), November 2022 Calm in the scent-filled morning in an autumnal November which promises renewal. Calm in the heart of an excited soul searching new meaning. Calm in the energy which moves the body which harbors the soul which readies itself for change. Calm in the resolve of the change which propels the soul to evolve by accepting and enjoying its way.

  Puçol (València, Spain), October 2022 Far from here there is also a home, a safe, cozy, lovely place, the shelter always inside yourself. Gazing at the horizon, feeling the sun on your skin, you will see the endless blue calling for your heart and soul. Release now the moorings, hoist the sails, let yourself go out to a new adventure. Hear the calling of your wanderlust.

  Puçol (València, Spain), November 2022 Almost thirty years of my life, three years ago, thinking, feeling, being a certain way do complicate finding the way back to being like I used to be when alone. It is already time to be myself again, complete without the company from a past which will never ever become present again. Almost thirty years being a part of two, though almost thirty years, too, by myself, growing, maturing, alive. I am at last able to let go of what once was and is now no more; I rely on my destiny to lead the way, to teach me once again to be, to feel. I take my first steps into my home to seize from my place now rebuilt the life which in dark times seemed an impossible challenge, the life which I now enjoy as the beautiful gift it really is.