by Lolo | Jul 4, 2017 | Love
Amazing little Island in the middle of this immense oceanic big huge world ..
When I fly away I look back at this little island and hundreds of thoughts cross my mind.
This island has so much but also so little at the same time.
The question always arises why do I still live here , what is it that I always fly back to my “home”.
This looks like heaven but I do worry about the waste mountain which they are ‘trying’ to eliminate for the last decade , that us Ibiza people have no idea about separating garbage, we try but the feeling predominates that it will end up on the same mountain anyway, so we maintain the ‘why bother mentality’.
The sewerage system which is a million years old and keeps on breaking here and there . The millions of people coming to the island and half of them is clueless, the amount of new chirinquitos and lists you have to be on, to get to the next amazing super not to be missed party ..so on and on, around we go .
It is so good to get away and touch base with a different reality, smell the cities,
feel the energy ,see the stress on peoples faces when they work their way in the plunging rain squeezed under an umbrella. To see gorgeous men in suits god how I miss them on this Island. Women with goodlooking pencil skirts looking smart and sexy.
I love the autumn leaves especially in New York and Connecticut, the scent of the mimosa in Italy , the fresh croissants in Paris , cold snow flakes falling on your face when you look up, the noise and even the smell what comes out of the metro grids on the streets of Paris . Annie Lennox uses that famous sound of the metro in “This City never sleeps” , love that song gives me wanderlust to my time when I lived in Paris. Precisely that sound captures the feeling of being in a city so well.
The sensation of the stress which makes your head spin, the absolute insanity of “must” do’s ,the overrated social groups politics, the hundreds of new restaurants I have to queue up for, the appointments you have to plan weeks and weeks ahead …and yes when I did it all, sensed it all again, till my island glow starts to slowly fade into grey, it is time to return to my Island which is waiting as a good old friend to turn to and have a good glass of wine with and relax.
Goodnight wherever you are …
LoveMeXXXX
by Lolo | Jul 4, 2017 | Love
Sometimes we need to realise more …..
Ana’s Nin : A woman seriously ahead of her time. In Spain they say “los muertos nos enseñan a vivir” something to the effect of “the dead teach us how to live”.
The longer you live and the more people you loose, the more you realize the #truth in these words. Planning on making the most of our time tomorrow
What a world it would be if we were just to live the truth of the following sentence .. Might I become so Wise and Loving as not just to recognize the wisdom of this but to actively live it too..
“The secret of a full life is to live and relate to others as if they might not be there tomorrow, as if you might not be there tomorrow.
It eliminates the vice of procrastination, the sin of postponement, failed communications, failed communions. This thought has made me more and more attentive to all encounters. meetings, introductions, which might contain the seed of depth that might be carelessly overlooked.
This feeling has become a rarity, and rarer every day now that we have reached a hastier and more superficial rhythm, now that we believe we are in touch with a greater amount of people, more people, more countries.
This is the illusion which might cheat us of being in touch deeply with the one breathing next to us.
The dangerous time when mechanical voices, radios, telephones, take the place of human intimacies, and the concept of being in touch with millions brings a greater and greater poverty in intimacy and human vision―
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947
by Lolo | Jul 2, 2017 | Love
“Sorry”
Sorry for the road that I won’t take
For the words that I won’t say
For the love that I won’t give
Sorry for the heart that I won’t show
For the lengths that I won’t go
For the life that you won’t live
Sorry that I opened up my arms
You would never reach in time
Before they closed again
You will forget
And I won’t remember it
When all I ever did was race in circles
You will forget
And all there’s left will be
A faded memory
A dream you woke up from
Sorry for the oath that I won’t take
For the vows that I will break
For the role that I won’t play
Sorry that I’m raising up my walls
And whenever you reached over
You are thrown back to the start
You will forget
And I won’t remember it
When all I ever did was race in circles
You will forget
And all there’s left will be
A faded memory
A dream you woke up from
From the colour I would bring
To ending up again
Opening darkness
I wanted to hold you back from
The colour I would bring
To ending up again
Opening darkness
I wanted to hold you back
You will forget
And I won’t remember it
When all I ever did was race in circles
You will forget
And all there’s left will be
A faded memory
A dream you woke up from
by Lolo | Jul 2, 2017 | Love
Yes!
Happy !
To be continued ..
LoveMeXXXX
by Lolo | Jul 2, 2017 | Love
best kept ..
