My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,

and I intend to end up there.

~Rumi

and then, I walked out the door….

inquiry for today~ what is your favorite wish?

your bliss

I am lying on a hammock, on the terrace of my room at the Hotel Mirador, the diary open on my knees, the sun shining on the diary, and I have no desire to write. The sun, the leaves, the shade, the warmth, are so alive that they lull the senses, calm the imagination. This is perfection. There is no need to portray, to preserve. It is eternal, it overwhelms you, it is complete.

~Anais Nin