on my way

to that very special man who was my life long before we actually met

thank you :) without you i wouldn't know life is so much!

sometimes it's not wordable

i just had an encounter with words but where it was the non words that were acting the stronger part of things. i think from very young i've preffered touch and smell and other ways of saying what's important. there's a world of ways to communicate and touch. 31 years ago i already knew that which is such a huge part of my life now ** (thanks ma for reminding me!)

the view of you by the window and me

a couple of years back i spent a few months in the room of a guy who was away traveling. it was a bit scary to find that his cd collection looked just like mine, we seemed to have all the same albums even when they were strange things that are not so common. i immediately liked the few things i found there that i didn't know before. and i'm sure he'd like the ones i have that he doesn't. funnily enough the guy was from a northern european country but he had a black and white picture of my city on his work table. i remember finding this song there and it made me feel like home, where i had this album stored for a long time.



I had a plan
That was built on thinking too long
Canadian winters
At home with your sisters
the romance was hard to ignore
You were beautiful
I was happy to fall
So happy to fall

I remember you searching
I thought you were searching
that's how I picked up the phone
Happy to hear you remembered the view
So glad to assume it was fate
I thought at the time it was clear
I thought at the time it was clear

So I stood at the station
With a plan and a pocket of poems
Heroically tragic
Bearded and blind with obsession
I'm a car without hope
Too close to the ditch to go far
I showed you my field
I said this is my field
But you weren't impressed

You said why are we here
Your motives are clear
In this room with a view
and so much of you
is so far from here
it's so far from here
it's so far from here
it's so far from here

Oh my heart
It just fell apart
And i wished I could show you
The same view
of you by the window and me
feeling fine
And me just feeling fine
Yeah me just feeling fine

how many days have you lived?

today my niece cristina asked me 'how many days have you lived?'. i took my mobile and did the calculation and i had the answer: i have lived 11315 days so far. 1648 weeks. 378 weeks.

floating in a day dedicated to children *

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hOme

i'm glad i didn't leave without seeing this :)

is love the only real sugar?

sometimes i think so, sometimes i think the opposite xx maybe there's just a huge variety of love, of loves and of real sugars, and love is a much broader word than the way we hear it used most times.

good morning

sing your melody

this song marks an important time of my last 14 months in lisbon. in the beginning, when i still thought i was here for 3 or 4 months, when i could hardly think and feel and read and speak and move in portuguese. and somehow this melody marked a moment when i understood and accepted lots of things and that made my life bigger and healthier and i got more in tune with this place. nice film too.

good times!

i travel and travel and i still haven't found a place that touches me as deep giving me so much space and peace and inspiration and that shines such a light on me as iceland does **

:)

for my sweet 'diabrete'

the stars we forgot to count

welcome rumi :D

the son of one of my favorite people in the world just got to this side of things and is now breathing in his first days here :):):):):):):) it makes me think of so many things and feel such a special sweetness and a deep, very much under the skin happiness :D today a very special part of the world is more populated :) namaste rumi!!

easy smile

it's quite amazing all that we go through in life. and all the times we fall in love.

smoother road

spirited away

i spent many hours of yesterday and today doing something i love to do - i emptied 2 shelves and 2 drawers of stuff that i took to the recycling spot close to my house :) and suddenly i had gone through stuff i've been storing in the house for over 10 years, things i wrote, stuff i kept thinking i'd read, leaflets and magazine articles that once interested me, piles of maths exercises i did at school... so many things! all waiting to be recycled :) and my shelves & drawers with all this space :) so i can put new things on them :) space is great!

"the further out you look, the further out you'll be"