I am on a sleek, white boat moving silently on the emerald green waters of a beautiful bay between rocky cliffs. Four other traveling companions are with me to guide my journey. The eldest, a crone dressed in deep…
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…
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…
…All this musing, speculating, workshop-ing and dreaming, and I have never quite stopped to write about what I mean by ‘flow’! Interesting, isn’t it? ‘Flow’ – in the way I use and intend this idea – is a quality…