mundane

Chasing the Grail

It occurred to me in sivasanah yesterday that I came back here to attend things that were never quite finished years ago, and now have been given all new directions. The vision I had was of a horse and rider, on a beach. He threw at me a white orb. It was my dream as well, last night. It must have been a snowball. I woke this morning to snow, falling, making everything clean and fresh, feeling good again. I…

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Holiday Markets of Old Town Prague

Through the cold snow of Prague before Christmas, we walk from markets in Staroměstské náměstí to Mala Strana smelling the bread, fried meat and sweets of Czech delicacies. We tread the slippery cobbled streets carefully dodging tourists watching the astronomical clock in Old Town square with decorated trees and watercolor prints of the Charles bridge. The Christmas markets, selling trinkets that are not junk made in China, like in Napoli, but hand crafted amber jewelry from Poland. They have woven…

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Seaside Lotus

Krishnamurti, teacher of many things, I am studying this, and many philosophies.  Its easy to see why so many great thinkers came from Italy, it is the natural progression of the human to wonder why we are given the beauty of this place… It is possible to disconnect from the trap of the rat race and be introspective, here between the sea and the mountains, far from everything I know- even the English language.  The distance from here is enough…

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Velentine’s abroad 2007 still ick

Just another Tuesday in February, the dark of winter as I can easily be drawn into morbid moments of self pity.  Walking ancient cobblestoned streets, listening to echoes of Slavic conversation riochet down the narrow streets through old town square on my way to lotus, buddhist centrum on Dlhoua Street.  The yoga helped. The job is coming and the money not far behind, just a few more weeks of teaching English. Last week I had my final meeting at Strom,…

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Haunted house

The dirty dancing soundtrack intermixed with talking heads, bangles, and Cyndi lauper.  Wherever I am in Europe, this mix seems assured.  I love them now like I did back then. I came back from Italy broke but happy and trying to find the right combination of food here is best done with fruits and vegetables.  I know what they are and don’t have to try to guess the contents by the pictures on the package. Best time for a health kick. Found…

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Teacher lessons

I had a bean and lentil polenka soup.  It was really good, I added garlic, one clove and some leftover spinack I didn’t want to throw out.  I am feeling very full and think I might have to go out for another run if I have any hope of doing yoga tonight.  I should do laundry but am trying to decide between spending the 80 crown on the machine or just sequestering myself in the bathroom for awhile and putting…

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Malá Strana, Prague

The suspension of disbelief that comes from living among cobblestone roads, castles, thousand year old bridges and buildings, and people from every corner of the earth is thick with tangible speculation. Who is that woman walking down the street?  Is she the daughter of the ambassador toSweden, a Polish princess, or an American tourist? Perhaps a movie star or some dot com entrepreneur hiding behind oversized opaque black sunglasses.  The man walking next to her could as easily be her…

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July meandering

Just looking over pics of Paris and the last bunch of Prague I have and trying to assimilate all of it.  I saw Carmen at the Opera and fell in love. This full moon is giving me energy.  I can feel it but must focus on the objectives that are most imminent and productive to my income right now.  I have always left that for later and now I have nothing else to do but what I should have always…

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