When I awoke that morning, the morning of Christmas, I had a severe headache. It was as if I had run against a jamb, so much did it hurt a spot on the forehead. As I fingered it, I also noticed a rather imposing bump that resembled a horn in the middle of my forehead. …
I had wandered all morning, but this time I enjoyed neither the landscape nor the sunshine. It was more like an escape, but I was always in a circle. Restless, almost driven, I felt. As if all the courage and confidence I had just had left me forever. Not even the stormy greeting of the …
When I woke up this morning from quite calm dreams, which I still had in spite of everything, this did not happen quite voluntarily. There had been a sound in those dreams cheated, which I diagnosed immediately and razor-sharp as one that had nothing to do with my dream. Consequently, I concluded that it had …
“You’ve made a great meal, Mary!” I said, still tasting the enjoyment as I stood in the kitchen doing the dishes with Jesus. “Yes, really,” Jesus affirmed, adding with a wink, “Have you ever noticed that there is always too little cooking of goodies?” “Sure, you’ve dusted most of the good food,” Mary remarked amused, …
I got up in the morning. No matter where I was and with whom, in the morning I got up, brushed my teeth, made me coffee. Sometimes breakfast, if I was not alone. Not for me. Breakfast is not my meal. That passes me by. Coffee is enough. It’s not my time, it’s the morning. …
The closer the big day came, the more restless I became. The big day, whatever that meant. Somewhere in me, resistance spread, because only by the fact that I made so many thoughts about it, day after day, now for almost three weeks, it was getting bigger, almost overwhelming. In addition, I wanted to find …
It had actually snowed, apparently all night and it did not stop. No ordinary sight in that area. Hope and her babies were a little confused, but also curious. They poked their noses in the snow. There was so much to smell, as if the smells in the snow were even more intense. Joy played …
I took a long walk that day. Also, because it did not rain for once. At first, I just wanted to go out with the dogs for a while. Hope was getting restless. She needed exercise, but wanted to stay with her babies at the same time. So, I was with the little ones, while …
Josef and Mary had gone to the next village to go shopping. Trifles. What you need. In the seclusion. I did not ride because I still enjoyed seeing no one else except the two and the dogs. Stay forever, it was tempting. But the relationship is lost, the true world, the time and their division. …
It was a wet, cold day, this thirteenth of Advent, one of those on which one prefers to pull the covers over one’s ears and embrace oneself. Hedgehoging – like the hedgehog in his winter home. Even the little ones seemed influenced by the weather, a little bit quieter. It was so dark and murky. …