Today is another TEACHER’S DAY in my life. This time the island became the teacher. It’s been a year since we moved here permanently. Yesterday, walking along the beach, swept by the warm wind, with my feet in the water, … Read More
“… The time in which we live, at the moment, uniquely qualifies for moral anxiety. What other time could be more anxious about morality than the one we are in now? (…) where in our history are we now? (…) … Read More
The world is taking a part of a war. Someone or something decides when and how we should interact with others, indicates how to protect against a threat, or even what is that threat. Behind closed doors you can hear … Read More
It was one of the usual Sundays with lunch at mom’s house. I sat in my chair, enjoying the taste of the chicken soup I had eaten. I was wearing my favorite tunic with a dream catcher. I felt comfortable … Read More
I’ve been waiting for you my entire life. When I was little, I imagined what you would look like. I hoped that I would always find shelter with you. I wanted to reciprocate the same thing – being the closest … Read More
I spend the first days of winter 2020 far beyond my previous home. Until now, my holidays smelled of christmas tree, gingerbread, borsch and bigos (polish christmas traditional cuisines) from neighbors. Sometimes there was a miracle, and the world outside … Read More
A breathtaking island. Pretty lady. Handsome sailor. The melody of freedom sees quietly at sea and on land. C’est Magnifique? Great? It’s 3:57 am. I can’t sleep. I listen. I think. Yesterday I heard about a new phone app that … Read More
… this is how I lost with garden chairs with armrests. – It’s great that you’re slowly getting there, I can imagine how you feel. – We bought furniture for the garden today – I am delighted. It’s not a … Read More
I was lying with my eyes closed. Her hands braided my skull. I felt the heat in the middle of my head, and under the eyelids I saw the colors. First, a bright color that distracted slowly as if I … Read More
I was curious about what our first Portuguese address meant: rua Maximano de Sousa 39. When we went to dinner in the heart of the island, on one of the walls of the buildings I saw a figure with a … Read More