Slow blog

I just finished reading the first chapter of my favorite book. I have been going back to it for 25 years. I don’t know why I became so attached to it. Maybe it’s because right after I bought it, I … Read More

For the past four years I have been enjoying walks, seeing the azure of the ocean kiss the gold of the sand on Porto Santo’s main beach. I know where I will meet tourists, and where the locals welcome each … Read More

When I sit in a soft armchair, among others, similar and at the same time so different, I freeze. I longed for this moment for a long time. Recently, I have been finding most of such experiences on the Internet. … Read More

I saw him for the first time on a big screen in a cinema in Gdynia, where a report from a concert in Portofino was shown. He stood in shoes the color of the Italian flag. When he started playing … Read More

Passacaglia… In Portuguese, as in Spanish, the word “passar” means “to pass”. In his new composition, Leszek Możdżer moves from a frequency imposed on musicians years ago to another, slowly discovered, less recognized one. The frequency played on the second … Read More

Among the guests I invited to the new series of my podcast entitled “Pogaduchy przez ocean”, besides my zodiacal twin who shares the same birthday every year with me, there’s a woman we share a foot twin with. It is … Read More

I’m trying to remember the first time I allowed myself to have it. After a moment of reflection, I know that the first hermitage was not by choice. Hermitage is when you feel yourself to the core. You can only … Read More

I will never forget that boy’s name. His eyes were watery even as he laughed. I only saw him in my classes for a year, but I still remember the extraordinary warmth of his hands. Karolek (Karol) was six years … Read More

I was walking down a narrow, barely lit corridor. The legs themselves carried the body, because the brain had only one task: to survive. There was no one to cheer me up, because the only person who had always dispelled … Read More

It was a difficult love. As every. They met for the first time at a village party. SHE was from a  neighboring village – HE was a guy from another planet. He had beautifully groomed nails and skin as soft … Read More

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

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

I bought a house. The first house in my life. Not an apartment – part of the house. With garden. Here, it’s called an apartment. When notário read all the documents, he handed me a hand and I heard, “Now, … Read More

I’m sitting in front of an open suitcase at the hotel. Tomorrow I will close it before flying to a new life. I closed everything I was ready for. I sold what needed to be sold, gave what I wanted … Read More

First, a child is born. A father who wouldn’t normally do such things will take the little one to the beat of the music. The mother rejoices when the child begins to sing the first melodies. Grandma pays attention to … Read More

There was silence behind the door. I knocked again. This time louder. After a while, I saw a face in the door, with a face that said clearly, “WHAT?” I heard a strong question, “What’s the neighbor there?” I got … Read More

In the first words of my letter, I ask: how are you? How do you get there? Are there any friends? Greetings from me… You already know who. It’s been almost three years since our last meeting. I gave you … Read More

I was intimidated but also curious if I could do it. As accordion music played from the speaker, all I heard was a whisper, “Close your eyes and trust.” we stood. I felt my heart beating faster. I wanted so … Read More