Cais Palafítico da Carrasqueira - a place of old fishing piers and huts, near Comporta and the Atlantic coast, Portugal.
Wonky window on a ruined building.
A beach scene from Easter Sunday.
I love writing, it feeds me, even if that writing is personal and not shared. However, at the moment writing time is constrained for me and at a premium. So instead of dropping into despair that I have no time to write, I am trying to adopt a habit of looking for time, and then setting a timer and maybe writing for just 10 minutes. If more time emerges, great. But even if not, at the end of the day, I still feel as though I have written something. It may not be as much as I would like, but it is something. Progress has been made.
I’m working on a blog post for those who are interested in meditation, but who struggle with it. While I don’t like to proselytize about meditation, I do believe that some people drop it because they approach the discipline with some unhelpful ideas and expectations, and that makes me sad.
Maybe a recalibrated approach might open up the possibilities provided by meditation, and yield results that initially weren’t apparent?
Moon rise in the house last night.
🔔 Sitting quietly at home at the end of a long day. Tired but much achieved. The church bells sound nearby for Easter.
🔔 Sitting quietly at home at the end of a long day. Tired but much achieved. The church bells sound nearby for Easter.
🪛 A busy day of putting things up in the house - shelves, lights, etc - running out to pick up items. Getting there. Order appearing out of chaos. It’ll be a long day.
🪛 A busy day of putting things up in the house - shelves, lights, etc - running out to pick up items. Getting there. Order appearing out of chaos. It’ll be a long day.
Evening light.
My body must have known that it didn’t need to get up for anything this morning. I didn’t wake up until 7:45am, which is late for me. That was a very welcome sleep.
I found this rather large fly down at the coast yesterday.
🏎️ I spent this morning driving through Lisbon traffic 🤪. Outside the city now in Parço de Arcos. Rush hour traffic to manage later.
🏎️ I spent this morning driving through Lisbon traffic 🤪. Outside the city now in Parço de Arcos. Rush hour traffic to manage later.
Fresh, Spring air breezing through the open windows. That alone, feels as though it is cleaning the house.
⏲️ So far I am managing the jet lag pretty well. I slept well’ish last night. Though I’ll probably be eating my words in a day or two!
⏲️ So far I am managing the jet lag pretty well. I slept well’ish last night. Though I’ll probably be eating my words in a day or two!
🇵🇹 Bom dia Portugal.
🇵🇹 Bom dia Portugal.