Let go

I clung compulsively to things I thought I wanted / needed / couldn’t live without. What were those things? self-imposed standards (“if I do this at all, it needs to be great”) expectations of others (especially when they were likely to be upset or disappointed if their expectations weren’t met) my expectations (“why am I…

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Disconnected

When I started this blog, I was in a bad place. I was deeply depressive and couldn’t see a way out of it. I had a hard time staying in the present. I felt uneasy with myself and in my own body. I had a compulsive drive to go back to what triggered this depression…

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Walking in silence

“Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter.” (John Muir) I feel the same. Going in the wild means deflating the ego. Accepting ourselves as a tiny part of something large and amazing.…

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Cities in silence: Paris

Paris wasn’t love at first sight for me. There was something about it a bit too imperial and well-to-do for my taste. I felt it was lacking humility. But I learned to love its silences, shadows, and hidden beauty during long walks. Without the usual tourist crowds, this subtle beauty of abandonment and ruin became…

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On the path

Late morning. I walk towards the rising sun. There’s a huge concert of birds all around me. The first bluebells are here, early heralds of what will soon be a deep blue forest cover. I stop for a drink of coffee and I watch the play of light and shadow. Being on the move means…

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