Another beginning — I have just started a new Notebook. So many blank pages to fill with letters and more letters, all aligned on straight lines that could lead me somewhere. Who knows where I will be at the end of this Book. Or in the middle. A better place, I hope. A…

Truth vs Reality — Observing isn’t always easy. We look, we watch, but we don’t apprehend, we don’t absorb. Our minds wander. We don’t really see what’s right there, in front of us, other images we have absolutely no control over, emerge. …

Flying thoughts — Calm the mind. Breathe in, breathe out. It is a roller coaster where two characters fight. Constantly. One pulls, the other pulls even harder. Only in different directions, not necessarily opposite ones. Enough to cause turbulence, stress, a sense of restlessness, hurry, chaos. So many pieces of the puzzle —…

Pieces of letters — “Dear friends, You are probably feeling the same. It has been a while since we have exchanged thoughts, and now I regret not having sent you news before. …

I feel like Sisyphus. Rolling the boulder all the way up the mountain only to see it roll all the way down the mountain. Again and again. Feeling like Sisyphus might not be that accurate, as it isn’t quite sure how he really felt. …

A snowy reflection — revisited — Yes, the visitor returned. As if it had heard my whining. Only now with a vengeance. It matched my mood, physical and mental. It had been a smooth ride for sometime, and then, suddenly, all changed again, reminding me of worse times when life hardly seemed worthwhile living. When old…

Early morning. The white mist intertwines with the barely visible frosty fields. It comforts me. It gives me the sensation of nothing to do, nowhere to go. Quietness. Tranquility. It also brings some kind of hope, expectation, that later, when it leaves, the sun will shine and show the path. …

A snowy reflection — It was a very welcome visitor, even if scarce of late. The white blanket, though shy, covered the landscape, roofs and tree tops, lawns and pavements. It was lovely. Cosy. And the acoustics as always, so warm, a kind of closeness as human friendship or a warm delicious hot chocolate. …

A projection into a future past — I have stopped dreaming a while ago. Maybe it is time to do it again. This exercise might help me explore positive images and wishes that on their turn, might help me feel better and even be able to define goals, ambitions. …