Trumspringa

The temptation to step off your career track and become a shepherd in the mountains, following your flock between pastures with a sheepdog and a rifle, watching storms at dusk from the doorway of a small cabin, just the kind of hypnotic diversion that allows your thoughts to make a break for it and wander…

Nature’s Whisper

Again the white whisper flew down the mountains, tiptoed across the riverbanks, removing the clouds’ curtains. “Look at the waving branches”, chanted the magic spell, opened their alluring arms, echoed with the church bell. Again I wore hypnotics, and surrendered my burdens to the sky, felt the pearl droplets on my blurry eyes that looked…

Things will get better!

When you start to feel like things should have been better this year, remember the mountains and valleys that got you here. They are not accidents, and those moments weren’t in vain. You are not the same. You have grown and you are growing. You are breathing, you are living, you are wrapped in endless,…