Kindness

Don’t you just Love kind people? I adore them. I get a kick out of it! Crazy, eh? Because that also shows me how rare kind people are. For me to ‘point them out’ in my mind?! Come to thing of it, it’s rather sad actually.

The Season

Happy Autumnal Equinox! 🍂
Autumn, my beloved season: you will always be the most beautiful of them all! When the falling leaves start to change to millions of Autumnal hues. And the light peeks through the trees... oh, isn't that light so deliciously warm?
"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower."

Be amazed at all times.

Be humble, and dream big. Be amazed at all times.
Observe and absorb. Be a sponge, and share.

The greater the mind, the bigger the doubt. Socrates’ saying still holds true: “All I know is that I know nothing". Do not ever underestimate the power of questioning your world. And, above all, have fun. For if you’re not having fun whilst at it, you’re just not curious enough.

“The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day. Never lose a holy curiosity.”

Stay thirsty. ⚓

Along the Coastline

I miss camping. The freedom. Nothing booked. Driving southwards along the never ending coast. Just the car, the friends, the music, and the open road... "Should we stop here for tonight? Sure, why not?" - Why not indeed. The freedom.

What's the deal with Mondays?

I don't understand this 'fear' of Mondays. For me, Tuesdays are my Mondays. On Mondays, you're still fresh from the weekend, all set and ready to go. Tuesdays however? First day is already gone, yet you still have three full days ahead. Tuesday, my friends, is the true 'enemy' here.😏

The City

I miss you, New York City. 

I love your freedom. 

I love your understanding. 

I love your culture and your warmth. 

I love your diversity. 

I love your willing.

I love your giving.

I love you.

My home. 

So secure in my life. So secure of myself. 

All of you, beautiful people 

In the delis and the garages and the drug stores,

Everywhere, all around

On my too late early strolls, 

Making sure... I'd be ok. 

So much love... 

The New York City way.

You respect, you're not condescending, and wow... 

You actually talk to the people in the underground. 

You crave knowledge, you crave connection, you crave growth.

You're evolution. 

Revolution.

Diversity.

The New York City that be. 

Mother Earth

Most of the days, I feel like a fire-woman on call but, apart from some agency charity campaigns here and there, I don't put out any 'real fire'. Apart from donating, writing and signing petitions here and there, I Don't Put Out Any 'Real Fire'. I need to do more. This planet needs more. This blue sphere deserves so much more. And we, as the villains, have the moral responsibility to undo our wrongs. So many wrongs. So many undoable. We have to keep on believing, though. What else is left than Hope? We did this. We have to undo this. Help our host. Help Mother Earth.

World Native

Just heard the ice-cream van.
Although I never go and buy one, I love to hear the music, no matter what city, no matter what country I'm living in. It makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. I suppose it's because, for me, that's something with roots.
That ice-cream van is the 'same’ wherever I am.