Thursday, June 13

strong and music

dear you, i have returned home only a few short hours ago. I am listening to the rain fall, chopin and a bird who i  believe is listening to chopin too. I am happy to be home and the hill is lovelier than ever, even if the grass is so very high. The wild flowers are everywhere and i will take a walk soon, even in the rain.

I met some incredible people last week while i worked, truly beautiful people with spirits and knowledge and sun in their faces. I will tell you more about it soon, but i must tell you about italy first and i will promise.

for now can i tell you about the photograph, i randomly picked it from my iphone and i am sure there is better ones and my camera is filled with them and i hope to download them soon. Iceland is magical, we must go again my camera and i.

I feel very strong right now even though my heart took some stabs in sweden but those cracks got filled with people stories, kindness and music. the whole plane ride home i listened to music, i cried, i moved my feet to the music, i hoped, excepted, dreamt and imagined. I am happy, i also gifted myself experiences like the one above but the biggest thing i gave myself was learning to except that i am a good person, that i work hard and that it is okay to except those things about oneself.

i will write soon, i would like to change my header photograph into a circle of the same and have la porte rouge written in script beside the circle, if anyone can assist that would be great, i am ready to freshen up and re commit to my life being told on the pages of this blog after i have lived the moment.....

listen


3am
daughter
maybe
low roar

9 comments:

Sweet Life Farm said...

Hello dear one! Strength, the joy of self acceptance, the beauty that pours into the cracks, your home-happy heart strewn with wildflowers and the scene in the photo…music for my soul.

Sarah said...

Dearest Nadia,
I know we should write for ourselves on our blogs but I so miss your writing when you are away. Everything you say makes me think of myself and that everything I feel will be okay.

Sometimes it takes a stab in the heart to realize how strong you really are...and once you realize that, your eyes and heart are more open to all the beautiful things around you. Accept it and hold it tight.

I so look forward to hearing about your travels and anything else you choose to tell on the pages of this blog. welcome home.

xo Sarah

Sanda said...

Oh Nadia..how mush I miss you here, in these lovely corner of yours. I want to hear all details about your rips and hope you will give us details soon. Miss you!!

amy said...

sweet nadia...thank you for sharing your heartbreak and learning...it is difficult but also a breakthrough! enjoy the ride...xx

David @ Frenchie and the Yankee said...

So many good memories of Iceland. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Rebecca said...

Dear you... so happy to have you back. I always love your words and pictures. I'm sorry for the stab, and happy that the cracks are being spackled in by some good things. We'll be here when you choose to write more...

Dawn said...

It's always so nice to see you have posted something new. I love visiting you here, where you share pieces of your heart, and soul. I know you can't share it all, it's very intimate. But the little bits that you show are beautiful, and we are all so grateful.

Love,

Dawn

C3D said...

Thinking about you Nadia...

Alma Lua said...

Oh my gosh, Nadia just read about the beautiful workshops you are offering, it is amazing, wow, I am so happy for you! Your work has always been enchanted; made of millions of little stars shedding their light in whatever catches your eye!
You are coming to France in September, wish I could go to the Pays Basque at that time, would love to say hi :)