To Be By Your Side
one day? or day one.
Thank you for being a friend.
I have enjoyed the time with you much :-)
About distance and closeness.
About distance and closeness.
My dear R.,
I tried to connect with you.
My heart was bleeding, and I needed the presence of pure spirit.
No Distance. No Limits.
I closed my eyes.
After a while, I could feel your presence.
I could feel your hug.
I was sitting in the Hotel garden, candles and little lanterns all around on the tables and in the trees.
It was a cosy night.
I could not remember any day in my life my heart was bleeding in this way before, with no pain.
I can not describe it.
I remember you often say to me, "Don't complain Darling."
"Everything comes at the right time."
Then this big grey cat came around, she was sitting down next to me.
We sit, the big grey cat and I. I wrote many pages, about distance and closeness.
I wrote pages over pages, like sitting in a stream of energy.
Next day I was entering a cafe bar and the heavy wooden entrance door with glass windows broke off its hinges, at the moment I have touched it.
Nothing happened in the end, not even the glass had shattered, the owner came running screaming and held the door with me to protect us and then he phoned screaming to someone.
"La Porta! La Porta!" I was completely shocked.
In the evening I was sitting in the Hotel garden again. I was writing. Energy flows again.
The cat came around, sitting next to me, like the evening before.
None of the Hotel staff was knowing the cat as I later asking for its name.
I was wondering.
Today I was leaving the hotel at 4.30 am.
I had to reach the boat to the airport.
No one was on the street, silence all around, even the birds are not awake at this time.
Suddenly the cat, she came running to me. I don't know where she came from; so suddenly.
We say goodbye to each other, a moment of pure tenderness.
After many years, I feel whole for the first time.
I feel my heart is healed.
And at last, and unbelievable my Hotel room had the number 111.
I want you to know the whole story, and yes:
"Everything comes at the right time." :-)
Santa Maria della Salute
Hospitality comes from the heart.
I get up early, usually at 5 or 5:30, even when I travel.
I walk or drive out by boat.
I like it when the sun rises and the soft colours bloom.
At lunchtime, I want to rest.
I go to Andrew.
He has a small bar on the side street. Away from the hustle and bustle.
He smiles, I smile too. He can read minds, make me a double Italian coffee.
I add a tramezzino.
After strengthening comes a glass white wine and then I start to make my notes.
I write. Andrew looks from time to time if I need something else.
I notice that and smile at him.
Then I go to the hotel, to change my clothes and to sleep a little.
Later I will take a little stroll.
I'm going over to San Marco by boat.
Full of people like a stadium. Dreadful.
I will go back to my island immediately. The sun is already lower.
I'm trying to photograph the Santa Maria della Salute, so nice in the backlight, but it will not do work with the railings of the boat dock.
A boatman speaks to me, smiling "If I want to take a good picture?" "For sure", I smiled and nodded. He takes me through the barriers, to the outside of the Vaporetto. Woah, free view!
I laugh, throw him a kiss, with my hand. He laughs.
While I'm shooting and he takes the people on board.
Thanks, man! Have a great day! :-)
Back at Andrew. Time for Aperol and later white wine.
I write again. Only a few pages.
Andrew quietly and unobtrusively puts small loaves or homemade snacks on the table for me, cares for me. He turns on the exterior lighting as it slowly gets darker. I think he does so, cause I have more light to write.
Viktoria comes to work, she is very pretty with long red hair.
Buona sera Viktoria! :-)
Andrew smiles. He knows I felt well.
8 o'clock, time to break up.
Back at the hotel, I'll be setting a little time in the garden, smoking and reading.
Buona Notte, Andrew.
See you tomorrow. :-)
Shine Your Beauty.
Our eyes light up like stars when we recognize each other in
We remember the beauty of life as if it belongs to us.
Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.
Meditation: Holding a vision of a new way of living
Lana Del Rey - Love
San Marco, Sestiere di Venezia
Hello, it's "ME" time :-)
Aad Guray Nameh - Snatam Kaur
2. November 2019
My only plan is to be happy!
No Plan B.
Have a happy time, where ever you go.
“Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.”
~ Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart
The Sight Of Wings
The bird has risen, floating above the fog.
My eyes are focused on the sky, I feel the energy that this bird easily walks and so easily floats.
He gains height,
up there you see and the whole, and not just what appears in the fog in front of you.
Gain perspective, leave details behind me, it seems like a dream to me.
Life is great, every bird can tell us that;
cause even a little bird knows the sky and the sun rays
for everyone even when you are sitting in the fog.
It is the free flight that something in me responds,
at this moment I am with him and happy.
The sight of wings brings vibration to my soul,
like a cry of joy.
Spirit flies. Easy. Freedom.
I watch him for a long time as he flies until he disappears in the fog.
I spread my arms out, I haven't done for a long time.
I'm dancing to the music of my heart.
“Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.”
~ Nathaniel Hawthorne