inner peace and such

After finishing my morning yoga stretch class at the Talisman, I decided to make a quick beeline to the library before heading home. Prior to coming across the moving image (literally) of a man harnessed to a lone evergreen, I could smell the sweet tangible scent of pine oil, thick and heady (a wood chipper…

I arose early, as usual, wanting to savour the possible sunrise over the volcanoes and lake. Although it was 6:45am ,the sun had crested already but the skies were clear and crisp, with a smattering of fog to add some character to the twelve identified towns (with the names of Christ’s apostles) surrounding Lake Atitlán….

I have ALWAYS loved writing, especially when cre8ting magnetic art poetry. I have this program in my ‘Dashboard’ (MAC users only I’m afraid) that gives me a jumble of words, and I compose my own balads, everytime I restart my lovely G4 laptop. Here’s one of my favourites, this morning: slowly wasting zigzag unwilling you’ll…

It was so good to get away, to leave a dank dim home so musty and clogged with summer’s humidity, the sort that hangs heavily, thick as cottage cheese. Yuck … My partner and I wanted to go hang out with Kali, Ed and his two friends from Mexico, Ricardo and Marcel. We joined them…

It was such a surreal sight to see someone actually picking up garbage here in Guatemala. Antigua is a nostalgic clean city with character, so different from the rest of Guatemala and other third world countries. The city actually provides garbage cans conspicuously placed everywhere in positive attempts to keep it clean and appealing to…