If you bring forth what is in you,
Gospel of Thomas
Over a week ago, my mother, my sister & I were lying around in mom's livingroom and suddenly decided to escape Catalunya for a few days. We went online and immediately booked a hotel room in la Costa Blanca.
I can proudly say that I've visited almost all corners of Spain, thanks to these mad traveling parents of mine (I grew up road-tripping Europe in a caravan with my family, good tiiiimes!) but I had never been to Benidorm.
And so within a few days, we loaded the car and drove South for four hours, stopping once or twice in road stations surrounded by delicious-smelling nature. It rained on and off, which gave the atmosphere the scent of damp soil. Favourite smell ever!
Can't wait for the next trip. We came back home yesterday and we've found that the Northeast is on full-blown Autumn mode. I went to sleep with the sound of rain tapping on my window (bliss!), and woke up this morning yelling Happy Equinox to myself!!! Summer seems to be over in this corner of Spain, and I'm beyond excited! I have so many fun plans for this new season ✿
It is tradition in my family to go to the Montseny twice a year, usually in spring and autumn. We make it a point to choose those dates specifically because we like to witness and experience the changes of the seasons.
Even though my parents have been divorced for years -and my mom is re-married-, we make it a point to get together for these trips. I consider myself very fortunate to have had nature-loving parents. I grew up in an environment where camping, walking around barefoot (and naked), getting excited about pink skies, foraging as well as cultivating our own herbs, and having an extensive naturalistic intelligence, were considered to be the spice of everyday life. And I like that I like these things. I don't love nature and the so-called 'old ways' simply because that's what I was taught, though. My sister, for example, is not a naturey person at all. But I genuinely like this way of living, regardless of what my family does. And I'm lucky that I get to be surrounded by people who 'get it' too :)
I didn't post pictures of my parents here in order to respect their privacy. However, they will appear on the video I'll upload to youtube later, so... doesn't make much sense to me haha. But my mom insisted that she appears on the video so... ok moooom :P Same with my dad. They love videos, apparently.
Where do I live? If I had no address, as many people
do not, I could nevertheless say that I lived in the
same town as the lilies of the field, and the still
Spring, and all through the neighborhood now there are
strong men tending flowers.
Beauty without purpose is beauty without virtue. But
all beautiful things, inherently, have this function -
to excite the viewers toward sublime thought. Glory
to the world, that good teacher.
Among the swans there is none called the least, or
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in
singing, especially when singing is not necessarily
As for the body, it is solid and strong and curious
and full of detail; it wants to polish itself; it
wants to love another body; it is the only vessel in
the world that can hold, in a mix of power and
sweetness: words, song, gesture, passion, ideas,
ingenuity, devotion, merriment, vanity, and virtue.
Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.
There are many ways to perish, or to flourish.
How old pain, for example, can stall us at the threshold of function….
Still friends, consider stone, that is without the fret of gravity, and water that is without anxiety.
And the pine trees that never forget their recipe for renewal.
And the female wood duck who is looking this way and that way for her children. And the
snapping turtle who is looking this way and that way also. This is the world.
And consider, always, every day, the determination of the grass to grow despite the unending obstacles.
I ask you again: if you have not been enchanted by this adventure--your life--what would do for you?
And, where are you, with your ears bagged down as if with packets of sand? Listen. We all have much more listening to do. Tear the sand away. And listen. The river is singing. …
For myself, I have walked in these woods for
More than forty years, and I am the only
thing, it seems, that is about to be used up.
Or, to be less extravagant, will, in the
Foreseeable future, be used up.
First, though, I want to step out into some
fresh morning and look around and hear myself
crying out: "The house of money is falling! The house of money is falling! The weeds are rising!
The weeds are rising!"
Late in autumn when
the trees and the garden
are so beautiful
a bunch of people
1. Tip Toe Dancer - Karen Marie Garrett
2. Am I The One - Beth Hart
3. Voodoo Child - Jimi Hendrix
4. Goodbye Song - West Water Outlaws
5. Almost Blue - Diana Krall
6. Time of my Life - Patrick Wolf
7. My Heart Beats Like a Hammer - Fleetwood Mac
8. Guitar Blues - Lonnie Johnson
9. Sing, Sing, Sing - Bennie Goodman
Born and raised in Barcelona city, now living in a small town.