Survived our kids party, enjoying silence now.
Went out to the city with Jacob and Lila the other night. It felt we are a small boat in the ocean - it was the connection of being vulnerable that we shared and carried together through the crowds.
Overwhelmed with archival findings and overall workload. No vacations, no water, no restless walks. But happy to anticipate Paris’ adventures and Almaty in September: archives, museums, interviews, as well as thermal baths and some decent night life as promised by a friend.
Going to Paris soon : two public and three private archives, including one in gorgeous Bazoches. Anticipating a couple of outstanding eateries and a couple of gentle and dear friends to meet. I will miss YS, who will be in Paris two days later than me. I miss them, I miss people, truly.
Out Mtl routine these weeks - canal Lachine walks; dancing in the supermarkets - always.
Love people around me.
The sky is high, soft green leaves and spring grass are around me, kids are playing in the empty school yard -another happy moment, a happy evening. I am reading texts, I am returning to since already more than 15 years. I love this feeling of being home - in my actual home and through texts.
Had a dream today of a loving family with a mother in a wheelchair. I have joined them to push their dreams forward, got inspired by their desires and urge. Then I learned that she was born in 1910, she is 115 yo. No particular future there still the shared longing was admirable and much needed. Happy for my brains they found some space for new projections while my body was resting.
Our EU idea of digital sovereignty sounds rather like colonial arms race for raw materials, data workers, global supply chain routes... These are the main suppliers for the raw material needs of the EU👇
Article 5. Il est décrété que les hommes sont libres du joug du mensonge. Il ne sera plus jamais nécessaire d’utiliser la cuirasse du silence, ni de l’armure des mots. L’homme s’associera à la table avec son regard clair, parce que la vérité se trouvera servie avant le dessert.
Article 8. Il est décrété que la plus grande douleur a toujours été et toujours sera de ne pas pouvoir donner d’amour à qui l’on aime, et de savoir que c’est l’eau qui donne à la plante le miracle de la fleur.
Very needy these days and bug friends and family for a support. I’m lucky I am close to many very very generous people. I was telling a friend: you know, I just got used that I am living among the saints.
Enjoying simple things - early Saturday morning, a heartwarming chat with a good friend, yoga in the car on our way to Mannheim. My only dream though is to happily fall asleep for 8-10 hours. Cherishing this dream.