Tropical rain outside.
Overwhelmed by emotions inside.
Ecuador is a contraddiction. Ecuador scratches the soul with its beauty and its pain.
Hyperbolic versions of old traditions, fake versions of new wealth.
Ecuador penetrates you silently, viscerally.
I stay away from me.
There is so much here that needs to be done, learned, teached.
So much generosity, openess, happyness to experience!
Lasciati attraversare*, they told me.
Everyday heroes cross my path and inspire me, broken thoughts can be repaired, fears just disappear, here.
Life, pure life. Que maravilla!
Lasciati attraversare* means leave them go across you.
Soundtrack: Buena Vista Social Club
me
- miss at simuz
- on the move, Finland
- I want to be a zen gardener. "We must do extraordinary things. We have to. It would be absurd not to." (D. Eggers). Don´t be so fast to judge me. What I write might not be true. I hug trees. I am happy in the sun. I daily make peaceful revolutions to improve the world.