It’s a slow day here in Spain, so I too also had some time to write. This time on Siesta.. Siesta is adapted pretty strongly to the environment. Spain is very much like a desert, to my surprise, and the temperature just demands a slowdown during the hottest parts of the day. I visually think …
Without a hike under weightless feet and instead with children in heavy tow, I rarely find the muscle or clarity (claro!, en Espanol) to have a thought of any weighty reflection. The one exception, in general, is a 5 minute period in the morning after waking. If I have a moment of peace with a …
So why do we travel? Why is it that we all do not seem to have wanderlust? Is it really just genetics? I had a conversation with my son before leaving on the desire to travel, and if it is something that will bubble out of those predisposed after they leave youth and nest behind. With …
We went to the Pyrenees, as Thoreau went to the woods, to start our journey out in a clean, well lit place, to allegorically jump to Joyce. We wanted to enter our journey not through urban plutonium gates, but through comforting of Tetons of Mother Nature. As my kids can all attest, I am a …
I’ve been fascinated for ten years now about the fluidity of reality – or more exactly, the perception of our reality. My thoughts date back to reading a hugely influential and deeply engrossing neuroscience book Phantoms in the Brain (by VS Ramachandran) that presents just how far the human brain goes to insist on consistency in the perception …