GAP YEAR FOR GRANNIES

The end of 2013 is just a stone's throw away and  most of you are already in the end-of-the-year spirit. You are probably dog-tired, because of all the extra miles walked in 2013.  Some of you are ready for the splendid white beaches Africa has to offer, maybe a trip to Thailand or just a braai and relaxing at the pool.

Many of you  had a killer year just like me, but just as many had a wonderful and magnificent MMX111.

I have been neglecting myself for too many years and I have paid the price. The time has come to take care of my own psychological and personal well-being.  In 2014, I am going to do the things that matter most to me.

My 2013 boots are packed and sealed in a coffin to be buried under the rocks.  I will greet 2014, barefoot, with celebrity red toenails, my pareo cloth wrapped around my waist and of course, there will be Chopin in my ears - whatever else, there will be Chopin!

I'm looking forward to my granny-gap year starting mid-December. I have always strived to balance my wild and unpredictable with my sensible and practical. It is so typical and true of those born under the sign of Cancer. We are the nurturers of the world and also uncultivated and untamed and wholly passionate about life. Cancers are also creative, insane, ultimate freaks. But when your time on earth is running out, chances are you'll appreciate having a Cancer at your side.

I have no idea where the road to nowhere will take me as in the weeks and months ahead I travel the byways, across emerald green hills and the valleys just beyond.  I will sleep with the stars, dance with the wind and sing a song of wondrous discovery and joyful renewal.

 I'm going to make a difference in someone's life
        I am going to write a story or two. But most of all
                 I am going to be free.
                          The Freedom that Osho talks about.

Next year this time, I want to look back on 2014 and say " Tashi Delek!  I did it!"

Horizon

from home you have reached

the horizon here

from here to another

here you go

from there to the next

next to the next

horizon to horizon

every step is a horizon

count the steps

and keep the number

pick the white pebbles

and the funny strange leaves

mark the curves

and cliff around

for you may need

to come home again.

(kora)

                                        A special thanks to the people who make this journey possible
                                                                               I carry you in my heart

THE HOUR BEFORE MIDNIGHT

discussions and repercussions.
the hour before midnight
with its mystery and charm
he told her of George Sand and her lover Chopin
she dreamed of stilettos, the tango divine
he took off his boots and poured in the wine.
¡Oh qué alegría!


discussions and repercussions
with Juan in the night
his military in Majorca
early coffees in Valdemossa
the cradle of mankind and
the Olduvai gorge.
in depth discussions on Darwin
and dreams.

discussions and repercussions
in the hour before midnight
sharing family and friends
they dwelt in the past.
she revitalized his soul
with laughter and fun
he called her tenderly
his mysterious femme fatal.

discussions and repercussions
in the middle of the night
the wonder of kisses and culture
is it one or maybe two.
midnight chemistry
between countries and amantes
fascinations and apassionadas
nostalgia and dreams
intense and profound.


discussions and repercussions
in the hour past midnight
they got lost in translation
the prince disappeared
she opened the window
and let in the dark
buenas noches mi amante
sleep well for the night.

121013jk

Chopin Andante Spianato Op 22

WILL I EVER

will I ever see your face again
will I ever hear your voice
will I ever feel your touch
a second time
will I find the strength some how

to live a life without your voice
a silence like a grave.
will you ever lay a hand on me
once more
will you touch my soul again

your voice still echoes
in the dark
all that's left
a silent emptiness.
despair is not a sin.

81013jk.