STORY 33-34-35 |COMMUNITY-LIVING, MORNING ROUTINE, DEMOCRATIC SCHOOL AND A NEW DIRECTION

EMBRACE OF EMPTINESS | THE STORY

Me

It feels a bit like a monastery here. Lizards run away from me when I try to walk the path from the down-house to the upper-house, where the community-room, music-room and kitchen is. The intense smell of Linden penetrates my body. All nature is big here. It flows, as I flow. My day consists of […]

Starite Borove (Old Pines)

For almost a month, I didn’t write a blog. A new project emerged out of the growing friendship with my Bulgarian friend who has a rest-house, deep in the Bozoritsa forest. When I sit in front of the house, catching the first sunbeams of the spring – I hear the small river, down in the […]