One of the hardest things for me is trying to identify the difference between a “forced” situation and a “natural” one.
And now I know I am not alone there, because that is one of the most frequent questions I get asked all the time.
When I am trying to “force” an event, an action, a response to something that suddenly appears in my path. I have learnt to “measure” my direction depending on the “roughness” of the road. That is, when you are finding too many “rocks” on your path, that could be a signal that you are transiting the wrong road. Continue reading →
Last time I was there I was feeling sad and tired. The field looked at that time dry and colourless. The weather was fine but I felt it cold and asphyxiating. I had lost an aunt who had been as my second mother all my life and from that moment on, life would be very different to what I thought it would be my reality for ever.
A photograph captured that moment. I never dared to see that photo again so it remain for many years hidden in a box.
The image of that field never changed. In my memories it was dry, cold and gloomy. I had never returned to visit that place in all these years. Continue reading →