Same me but different (1): apparently I eat meat

Earlier I thought of an appropriate response as some esoteric act that only cats, lamas and other enlightened beings were capable of. This notion has been evolving with time and I see it now as showing up for a situation, seeing what it asks for and acting from that place. There is no separation between [...]

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Out of Russia: Football game as a duty

I am not a football/soccer person but every time I come to Asha in summer my dad and I go see the local football team in action. I like the feeling of belonging with the other supporters perched on the wooden benches, a bottle of cold beer in hand, on this cosy stadium surrounded by [...]

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Out of Russia: Asha from above, more visuals

A few pictures from the same vintage point, different directions.

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Out of Russia: Asha from above

It hadn’t rained in Asha for two months by the time I got there so I climbed up one of the mountains and offer a desperate-for-rain dance to the local gods.

The smoking chimneys on the other side of the river that at that point almost completely dried out belong to the local Metallurgical Plant. [...]

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In my new space

All the major work is done, time to lie back and look around. I like this new home of mine but hardly had any time to settle into it. The question that I am tuning into is: “What does this place ask of me?”. One of my favourite places to be these days is… the [...]

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