My travels: Bieszczady Mountains. Expat Meditations.

You stand at the door into this land, looking over Solina Lake as it melts into the evening sky. This is the space of forgotten dreams, slowly falling asleep at your feet – Bieszczady Mountains, sketched in the dusk. Green hills sink into the blue fog as they grow instead of diminishing, in a surrealist…

Goodbye, 2016, thank you for your gifts

You have been a wonderful year of travel and spiritual explorations for me, as well as the year of deepening my relationships and loves with people already in my life – and finding new friends. I am so grateful to each and every one of people that crossed my path this year, helpful strangers in…

My travels: Goris, Armenia. Where the time stopped.

Onto the first travel, down the southern Armenian path, up the mountains…
Let me take you down, cause I am going to strawberry fields… or rather, pear gardens.

This is my very first impression of the town of Goris in the south of Armenia… Golden honey-like sweetness: pears handed to us through metal fences, still warm either from the hot Caucasus sun, or human hands holding them gently…