Archive for June, 2019

  1. The seventeenth day of the crossing – the night of the desert

    On the seventeenth day of the crossing, things were running smoothly. Paired next to my camel rode a young trader who sold cutlery, pots and pans, very useful utensils for people who live at the oasis. He told me that this was his second crossing. Farid was his name. The first time, he was able […]

  2. The sixteenth day of the crossing – when there is a will, there is a way

    It was dawn in the desert. Away from the caravan, seated on the sand with a cup of fresh coffee in my hands, I watched the caravanner training his hawk. Ingrid, the astronomer, approached me. She wanted to know why I moved away from camp every morning and kept watching the flight of the bird. […]

  3. The fifteenth day of the crossing – sailing on no water

    Daybreak. Seated on the sand with a cup of fresh coffee in my hand, I watched the caravanner training his hawk. It was fascinating to see that the bird would always return with a prey, despite the aridness of the desert. The keen eyes of the bird could find something where unprepared eyes saw nothing. […]

  4. The fourteenth day of the crossing – the wonders of impermanence

    When I woke up, there were stars still sparkling in the sky. To the east, the sun discretely announced its coming, coloring a small band of the horizon in a pastel hue. Ingrid, the astronomer who had fallen asleep next to me on the previous day, had her eyes open and was dazzled with the […]