The Beginning of a New Day
We always wait for the sun and the brand new day it brings. At times, knowing the day will be anew in a couple of hours is our only solace, it´s never tomorrow but always today. No matter how your day was, there is always something to look…
In All Weathers, by Nilla PalmerThe Architecture of Breath
We often mistake stillness for an absence of movement, forgetting that the mountain is always rising, even when it appears to be sleeping under a shroud of white. There is a particular kind of courage found in the high places, where the air…
The Hum of the Earth
The scent of dry grass, baked by a sun that refuses to set, clings to the back of my throat. It is a sharp, dusty sweetness, like hay left too long in a summer field. When I close my eyes, I feel the vibration of the ground against my palms—a…