The Illusion of This Life Moving, Shifting, Changing, Shimmering…

We got up early… For Spain! At 8am it felt like day was just dawning… A few people wandering, the man with his dog who sits on the promenade collecting euros was already in his place… The sun shone on the limpid blue sea; sparkling, dancing bright… Paving stones outside the restaurants wet washed from…

Breathe in Existence…

Yesterday morning I left Anadi working and I ran to the track; I then proceeded to run around it twelve times… I stretched out and ran faster for 200m and then slower for 100 meters, then faster again, round and around I ran in this fashion…. I loved it. The sun shone and the track…

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…

Being Alone…

I am having another day of solitude, I have them day after day now… It is like a whole new chapter of a book…. Or a new part of some sort of trilogy, or a new scene in a great long never ending book… Our lives; a never ending book, split up into pages and…

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…

Blazing Your Own Trail…

The plan this morning was to run some intervals on the track… Anadi came with me – he was going to stretch while I ran – but we arrived to the buzz and activity of ‘something going on’… Young boys and girls were collecting race numbers, and an exciting and anticipatory energy was all around… I…

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…