Drawn by a Star

“To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.” -Brandi Snyder. Ten days to go till I leave for Peru. A woman in our community is gravely ill. The possibility of a premature death unleashes a mass of emotions and puts everything else well and truly on the back boiler. “To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.” Food for thought. How many lives do we touch without knowing, without understanding the importance of our smallest action. How many times has it been difficult to say I love you, for fear we will be trapped by some invisible clinging force? Who might smile if they receive an email today from you that they weren't expecting ? On Mothers Day, a huge cosmic thank you for all the large and small acts of friendship which light our inner fires, and pave the way when we decide to leave. May you know how much you are loved S. In intensive care, with a 50/ 50 chance of coming back or g...

“To dare is to lose one's footing momentarily. Not to dare is to lose oneself.” Soren Kierkegaard In eighteen days I will have left my safe village home here in Spain, and crossed another threshold. Bolivia promises past life recall, meeting with Claudio and Ivan, and health challenges with altitude and sub tropical heat. Peru promises lessons in compassion, and getting to know a brand new baby. Who will be my helpers? Пересечение другой порог. "Для осмелится это поскользнуться на мгновение. Не сметь ​​значит потерять себя ». Серен Кьеркегор В восемнадцать дней я не оставили меня в сейфе родной деревне в Испании, и пересек еще один порог. Боливия обещает воспоминаниями о предыдущей жизни, встречи с Клаудио и Иван, и проблемы со здоровьем с высоты и субтропических тепла. Перу обещает уроки сострадания, и знакомство с новым ребенком. Кто будет моим помощникам?

Adventures with Soli If you haven’t read The Chilean Sculptor, or Crazy or Inspired on the blog, here’s a short recap of the story so far. It's March 2005. I’m on a mission to Patagonia to find a mystical mountain and a certain turquoise lake. This image has hypnotized me for over two years. It's pinned onto my studio wall and shows a kind of Himalayan paradise. Every time I look at it, I tap into an indescribable longing. It’s a kind of deja vu. At some point this longing became a mission, and now, if it’s the last thing I do in my life, I’m going to get there. Here’s the story so far: I’ve just found my way to the Casa Verde, a log cabin guest house in a eucalyptus forest, three hours south of the capitol Santiago. Adventures with Soli is my first introduction to life in south America. Soli is a fashion conscious young vet, and joint owner of the hostal. Wherever I walk in the forest Soli’s four dogs accompany me, panting, pouncing, pretending to bi...

“Falling ill is not something that happens to us, it is a choice we make as a result of things happening to us” Jonathan Miller. Not everyone will agree with this. “Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.” Edvard Munch “Here is a mental treatment guaranteed to cure every ill that flesh is heir to: sit for half an hour every night and mentally forgive everyone against whom you have any ill will or antipathy” Charles Fillmore Just under four weeks now till I go back to Peru and Bolivia, and I've fallen under the spell of a virus. A nasty virus. I think I know why I've chosen this. This is initially a very hard concept to accept. I almost always can see why others have got ill,what the illness allows them not to have to do, but it's hard to see and accept it in myself! This virus, this 'spell' is allowing me the opportunity to see all my little ( and big ) fears about going to Bolivia, a very unstable coun...