wandering thoughts

   

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today I am missing the wild world out there. the late june sun is shining outside, birds singing and vibrant green surrounding my home. I am longing for the unknown.

I drank my morning coffee and sat here questioning what else life has in store for me. and my mind started wandering.

to the pyramids deep in the jungle of guatemala where I felt so brave and strong. and so happy.
to the car ride to göbekli tepe in turkey where my host drove us and stopped by the road for me to see the women taking the seeds out of peppers and drying them in the sun. red fingertips and veiled smiling faces.

the sunset on top of one of my favourite pyramids

to all the times I thought I fell in love while walking in unknown streets, getting lost over and over again in unknown eyes and faces.

my mind takes me back to heavy rainfalls in the mexican jungle and wild animals I never thought I’d see with my own eyes. it takes me back to the bus ride to the border of iran and the nights I spent looking over the city of mardin into the vast desert.

watercolor in the streets of mardin
a typical breakfast I was invited to in turkey

all these moments where I didn’t know what would come next.

now my days are full of art and silence.
walking barefoot in the grass around my home, feeling the sweet embrace of warm summer evenings. times of stillness and preparation.

preparation what for?
once again I have no idea what will come next. nor when it will start.
something old in me has ended and the new is just arriving. I can already feel it and I know I am preparing for whatever it is and yet at this very moment I do not know.

soon I will be 25, precisely in one week. what a long short life it has been so far, full of surprises and I can say my love for this beautiful life is more and more present in my days.

one of my recent carvings in the flower field next to my home

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