Knowing When to Keep on Going and Knowing When to Stop…

I had fun today in my (barefoot) Spanish lesson, Maricarmen, my teacher, is very embracing of my ‘differences’, and welcomes my, now very brown, bare feet into her classroom… I love the mountain goats here, and she laughingly told me that in Spain they have an expression for an eccentric person ‘Ella es como una…

A Step Too Far…

It is 5pm in Spain and I am sitting outside on a terrace, enjoying a café con leche… I have been sharing my office space today with another Inglés; he has seemed to be very industrious on his computer, whilst drinking cervezas and smoking cigarettes… He appears relaxed; and he looks quite bohemian… He reminds…

The Cycle of Life…

Anadi and I have just returned from a liquid lunch! We set off on an outing to visit the Castle… But after walking up the steep winding hill to the very top, we found we had arrived fifteen minutes after it had closed… Sundays in Spain are very ‘Sunday-ish’ indeed…Not much is open except for…

To Start at the Beginning…

My writing desk on the balcony looks down on a little square by the sea in Almuñecar, it is more lively than when we were last here in February; colourful stalls starting to appear… Joyous, vibrant, strips of cloth, skirts, pantalones, a mass, a tumble of possibility. I am happy at the moment to be…

Inspired Inspiring Inspire…

Yesterday I read about Joan Benoit Samuelson who turned sixty in May aiming for a sub three hour marathon… The current world record for the 60-64 age group is 3:01:30 which was run by New Zealand’s Bernie Portenski in 2010… Joan previously held the world record in the marathon, when she ran 2:22:43 for the…

Going with the Flow

I am sitting in the middle of Riad Saba, with the gentle sound of flowing water from the fountain in front of me, the stone floor cool under my bare feet. Riad means garden and these beautiful buildings are built with trees and plants in a central courtyard and feature a fountain or swimming pool… The windows only…

Thank You for the Days

Today I woke to a new life, the day stretching ahead, endless days stretching ahead… As I write these words, I am reminded of the Kirsty MacColl song ‘Thank you for the days’ I love that song… Thank you for the days Those endless days, those sacred days you gave me I’m thinking of the…

Tread Lightly…

Today I walked on the beach, feeling the lovely wet sand under my slightly sore feet… I left Anadi stretching on the shore, and walked further along the expansive terrain… After watching the surfers warming up and paddling a bit, I joined him to chant ‘Nam Myoho Renge Kyo’ 108 times in the shelter of…

Nowhere to go….

I am sitting on the roof top of our apartment, it’s a sunshiny blowy day, the blustery games of the wind make it feel cooler than it is… Famara beach is just across the road from me and I can hear the music of the waves in a rhythm of still movement – the tide is…