Sun Salutation

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Oh beauty, you are mine.

Sweet words on the wind,

The mistral divine.

 

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Heart Beat

under-the-moon

 

‘Remove your clothes and your ego. His words echo in my mind. Of course I am naked, bare to the sun and moon, exposed to elemental emotions that make my heart beat in time with the waves crashing on shore. When I take pen to paper, images appear, as if the island is willing me to uncover an ancient story.’

Happy New year, everyone! I hope you’re having a beautiful and creative time. The Antipodean Summer is distracting me with her sunshine but I still have some stories from last Summer in Greece. Gavdos Island provided me with a lot of introspection and inspiration and I’m keen to unravel my thoughts, photos and drawings here.

Stillness and Solitude

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I am watching the sea. The waves seem to know what to do. They make a journey then die on the shore. The energy is reborn and returns to the ocean. Cycle complete.

I have to blame the sun for my philosophy, or the mountain, and I suspect that the tree had a few things to share. My nest is beautiful. Crete shimmers on the horizon like an ethereal spirit. I am halfway to Lavrakas. Once again I chose solitude. Being with people is easy but alone time is so precious.

The Sun Dance

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A nest is important. In the morning I hung the sarong in the east. At Midday I draped it between the juniper trees and lay in the tiny patch of shade underneath. By the end of the day it hung limply on the west side, unless the wind challenged the unceasing heat. The buddha watched me without blinking an eyelid.