Tag Archive: Memories

Stockholm and other places

I will remember these days just as I remember those wild ones on the road, in the desert and beautiful, distant beaches barefoot, with sand between my toes I will remember these days… Continue reading

In your own little library

Everyone of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again.  That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads—at… Continue reading

My heart is packed and ready to go

It’s the day of departure. My bag is packed, my boarding pass is printed. I have booked a place to stay for the first night, a spiritual little retreat in Ubud, right next… Continue reading

June becomes July

Fresh summer days and bright summer nights pass by. Day by day, June is left behind. What a month! Catching up with friends in Stockholm, Hudiksvall and Rättvik. Friends with children, friends who… Continue reading

Empty suitcases, full of life

Carries a lot of suitcases but all of them are empty because she’s expecting to completely fill them with life by the end of this trip & then she’ll come home & sort… Continue reading

Arrivederci!

It’s our last day in the Sardinian sun. Tomorrow me and mom pack up our stuff and leave Porto Taverna, which has been casa nostra for two weeks. No more lunches at the… Continue reading

Had I been in Cape Town today…

Today I’ve been missing Cape Town. Maybe because it’s Sunday… The best day for having pancakes for breakfast. I would add a delicious Mocha from Vida e Caffé or herbal tea at Birds.… Continue reading

Neverchanging, everlasting

For me, Rome was more nostalgic than anything. Obviously, showing my mother around was really cool although I had forgotten how much walking you do in this city. It never bothered me (for… Continue reading

Colosseum by night

All roads lead to Rome

Looking out from my grandpa’s window today, while feeding him soup and listening to his sometimes amusing gibberish, I noticed a slight change of colour on the treetops. Autumn has arrived. I pulled… Continue reading