Jungle living: riding the winds of change

I settle down to write this on a cool, drizzly morning over on Costa Rica’s Caribbean coast. It’s been months since I last posted; I’ve returned from Europe, and the time has passed in a blurry whirlwind, in which I feel I’ve lived 10 lifetimes.  Last week I finalised my first non-legal article for a properContinue reading “Jungle living: riding the winds of change”

Shifting seasons

The air is breathing, short and sharp with the freshness of its chill. The days are starting to feel the premature cut to their lazy long glory of summertime. And I’m feeling the bite of the cold, like the affections of a lover whose touch is no longer desired, whose presence is a distraction fromContinue reading “Shifting seasons”

A wonderland of topsy turvy norms, and a warped surrealist painting

It’s stupid o’clock in the night when I start to write this post. I’m not suffering so much from jet lag, as from a kind of social adjustment problem. My bubble has burst. My seven month bubble in a tropical haven, a Wonderland beyond Alice’s wildest dreams, where we danced round bonfires to the beatContinue reading “A wonderland of topsy turvy norms, and a warped surrealist painting”

Homesick

Leaving you, was the hardest choice I ever made To brave the world beyond your shores With this knowing deep down that You were my Home And that I could not say, just when I would walk your sun-kissed paths again And as I shiver, as I wander through this cold confusion That lays onContinue reading “Homesick”

Winds of change

Dancing with my shadow Cleansed by the waves of an incoming tide I transcend the physical In search of the spiritual And in the gentle glow Of a melting afternoon sun Brightest gold after the storm I surrender to the flow Of wherever the winds Will blow me next; I feel it coming, the timeContinue reading “Winds of change”