Status Updates From Wandeling (Dutch Edition)

ليسَ الوطن هُنا وهُناك، إنهُ في داخلكُم، أو لا وجود لهُ البتة.

الأشجار مَعابد قُدسية، من يعرف كيفّ يُكلمها، من يعرف
كيفّ يُصغي إليها، يمكنهُ تعلم الحقيقة، إنها لا تعظ بالقاء التعاليم والوصايا، ولكِنها تبشر، غير مَعنية بالتفاصِيل، بالقانون الأقدم للحياة.

احب هيرمان

Reading requires too much light now.

I believe that was the first peaceful train reading session in ages, if not at all.

My body doesn’t want this right now. My body doesn’t want any having right now.

That’s why it’s so tense. Too much having and constriction for the past years.

This warm sunlight in November is gorgeous, even though it’s not what is supposed to happen now. Usually, I adore the fresh clarity November can bring.

But now, it is exactly what I need. November, too, is done with having and constriction.

Soft reconnection.

That was a short little moment of feeling familiar, normal.

God, I really have to rebuild my concentration and delayed gratification. It’s been utterly demolished and destroyed during the last year.