“An interesting question to ask yourself at night is, What did I really see this day?” — John O’Donohue. That is precisely the question I
Category: a writer’s soul
Catching My Breath on Saturday Morning
As it turns out, my Fridays here in Lisbon are full of surprises. Yesterday I wrote my blog entry early in the morning before leaving
TGIF Happy Holi!
My third week in Lisbon and my head is spinning from everything that is going on. Yesterday I had a major learning curve in terms
Touched By An Angel*
We, unaccustomed to courageexiles from delightlive coiled in shells of lonelinessuntil love leaves its high holy templeand comes into our sightto liberate us into life.Love
Laranja
My word of the day is laranja, which is the Portuguese word for orange. It’s Monday, and the start of a long week, meaning, this
Rain and Fish in Lisbon
Some years ago, a dear friend in Berlin once said that even if I didn’t call to announce my arrival in the city, she always
FrogDiva Thoughts 