Archive for May, 2019

  1. The twelfth day of the crossing – the branding of the desert

    It was dawn of the twelfth day of the crossing. I grabbed a cup of coffee and went to be by myself for the morning meditation. I was floating amidst a thousand thoughts when I saw a man who was traveling with the caravan seated alone on the sand. I had already noticed him because […]

  2. The ninth day of the crossing – when the soul looks at itself in the mirror

    It was dusk on the ninth day of the crossing. That had been a boring day, particularly when compared to the previous ones. The caravanner ordered camp to be set up a little before the usual time we interrupted the journey for the night. I decided to see the barber. It may seem strange, but […]