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ripples
30–11–23 
“Although the connections are not always obvious, personal change is inseparable from social and political change. “
― Harriet Lerner

detachment 
22–10–23 
“Seek refuge in the attitude of detachment and you will amass the wealth of spiritual awareness. The one who is motivated only by the desire for the fruits of their action, and anxious about the results, is miserable indeed.”
― Bhagavad Gita
Filed under:
france, quotes, seasons

le malaise 
30–09–23 
Hier, il y a eu un moment dans le métro, où une femme très pâle et très âgée a fait un malaise. Tout d'un coup, tout le monde dans le wagon est venu à son aide. Chacun, de tous les horizons de la vie, s'est occupé de cette femme. Deux grands hommes l’ont prise dans leurs bras. J'ai caressé sa main quand elle était par terre en lui répétant doucement, "Ça arrive, ça arrive à tout le monde." Une autre femme l'a surveillée attentivement quand elle a réussi à se lever pour s'asseoir.

Je vis pour les moments comme ça. Des moments où nous sommes tous confrontés à la vie, à l'âge, à la mort. Où nous avons tous une mère, peut-être la même mère. Où nous sommes tous faits du même tissu humain.
Filed under:
paris, france, français

kingsbarns 
24–08–23 
“There is no sense talking about ‘being true to yourself’ until you are sure what voice you are being true to. It takes hard work to differentiate the voices of the unconscious.”
— Marion Woodman

Filed under:
quotes, flowers, scotland

subtext
03–07–23 
I’m awoken by explosions in my neighborhood
My country across the ocean is falling apart
There’s a fragility in your voice
A thousand ripples when you say rio
(like a river)
You taught me that there doesn’t have to be subtext
Or I’ve finally learned to stop looking.
Filed under:
poetry, pantin, portraits

the astral audience
17–03–23 
I wonder what image Joanne held onto of me. If only I could peer into her prism, into what remained. What traces were there of the young and uptight American fidgeting around a pot of coffee, speaking French clumsily like a cat with a dead bird in its mouth?

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Filed under:
love, death, france

what is love?
11–01–23 
Love is being,
a natural way of being.
Love is looking within.
Love is looking all around.
Love is listening,
truly listening.

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Filed under:
love, ocean, florida, usa, poetry

a whisper in a wind tunnel
26–12–22 
“It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am made of.”
― Clarice Lispector

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plantas sagradas
10–03–22 
“Warriorship is a continual journey. To be a warrior is to learn to be genuine in every moment of your life.“ 
— Chögyam Trungpa

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monteverde
03–02–22 
My life as a city-dwelling gringa turned me into a dull knife blade: I wanted it too, that sharpness, the ability to see what others cannot see.

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costa ricatrees




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