in the 'can'..at last even if too late.
The one five minutes i would say to anyone.
Who just maybe would be actually content living most of the time..ina shack in the hills.
but... i am master of doing so with the smallest occasional luxury and relishing every second, of that 'shower' midwinter once a week in even minus 20..
That's what much of my 'footage' is about. Ever since the year of 1 1/2 bereavements...
Living on with joy in small things. And it's superb... in a way Mister Montaigne could never have dreamed...
But i will put it here later today.
Not that anyone will 'get' it...
Because every woman for years who has spoken with me of wishing to live...BE..radiantly and healthily in the hills a little aside, or on a coast of maybe North Portugal where one can be left alone... just foraging the beach for whatever she brings..
a perfect place to raise a child as planned..once...
healthy close to nature and living in energetic peace...
Never ever has meant what they say.
Ever.
So nothing, is nothing new...
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