It has been a profound time of stripping, of radical deconstruction, of slow, care-full reforming, this year, the apex (for me, or so it feels) of a long process unfolding over the past few, crucial years, personally, globally, and…
Here we are, on our calendars it’s another year end, 2016, mighty and full and intense, in my memory. Last year, at this very time, the town I live in and surrounding villages and towns were only just beginning…
It’s that time of year again. I am sat watching the sea, through this beautifully wide window, from a place special to me and to my companion, feeling blessed to be able to be here. Only an hour ago the horizon…
Well, what a ride this year has been… As I typed the title in the banner it occurred to me that for the past seven years I have been living in a town full of bridges, including the one…
I have wished to write this post in Italian first, in honour of its theme and my roots. If you would like to read it in English, please scroll all the way down where I have added a translated…
Only a few hours left to the end of the year on this calendar we have all learned to go by, that we have printed and digitalized and to which all clocks in the known world are officially synchronised.…
Lately there have been more news from the world about nomadic populations being evicted, oppressed, scape-goated, used as human shields in conflicted territories. This has struck a chord with me as just in these past weeks, I have been…