Short story of two weeks trip in north Germany…
I want to be able to run about like the goats do
Johanna Spyri, Heidi
This year I’m living in Switzerland, being an aupair for a big family. Au pair means to work and live in a foreign country with a host family and help them with the childcare and household.
I have a great opportunity to be an au pair for few families in the Ecovillage Ökodorf Sennrüti.
I didn’t come alone, Mico Maco my dear fellow monkey, he is doing a great job. He came the same day as my old brother was born, they are 28 years old now!
His favourite game is hide-and-seek, usually he is in high places. He likes to eat almost everything, but his favourite meal is dry leaves and wood chips. Watch out! He poo as well most of the things that he just eat… Children and catalan people love it.
My Pippi Långstrumpf from Sweden (see my year in Gotland where Pippi was living) looks to Heidi from Switzerland.
Yes to brave and wild girls!
Now I’m in Degersheim, near Zurich, city where Yohanna Spyri, was born. Heidi, a novel from 1879.
The TV serie that I was looking at my grandmother’s house, is from Japan. The director is Isao Takahata
Nothing you become will disappoint me; I have no preconception that I’d like to see you be or do. I have no desire to forsee you, only to discover you. You can’t disappoint me.
– Mary Haskell
Denise gave me so inspiring book, from Naomi Aldort “Raising our children, Raising Ourselves”. Such a great present, I havemany opportunities to observe myself and change how I nourish my relation with children!
Some days I’m living in a real Eric Rohmer movie.
Dear bright Sun
I am a full Moon
Let’s go far from this Univers
in a circles
in a cycles
I could never get tired of this flight
because I’m addicted to your light
I wish I could be strong enough
to move the Sun to you
Getting warm and relax until it becomes so hot
that you must be naked
Then I could offer you oranges, water melon,
apples, peaches and grapes
Enough water for your body
so you could fall sleep
until the next storm comes
I will collect all my hairs that are falling to make a violin bow
and I will play and sing;
Un esquimal perdut en el desert
DO la re SOL7
entonava cançons amb el seu banjó,
DO la re SOL7
i recordava el seu país
allà on era feliç.
Our love is like sauerkraut
gets bitter and healthy after some months
I believe in my freedom
here flowing in this long passage
like soaking camomile in my eyes
inside a golden car
that we used to go to funerals
why is not appropriate
to talk about sex in a graveyard?
I’m gonna storage all the autumn leaves
compact them in a tiny bag
and like a tea
drink it with my tears.
Would you marinade me?
I am huge whale and I can’t walk properly
but I want to be Carl von Linné
and smoke Maple
jump turning upside down
and eat ice cream while guessing how many eggs
I still have inside my belly
It should be a international law:
NO GRANDMOTHER IN THE WORLD MUST SUFFER
I shine the Love of all my ancestors
I honour and value their life
I bless what I am thanks to them
May my feet be roots and my hands wings