“Ringing Out Love” by Maggie Scratch

It’s Easter time again. Sure comes around fast, doesn’t it? Where were you last time this year? I wasn’t here in Saint-Alban. I never would have imagined last year I would be where I am now. It never entered my head. How would I know I would be in these farmlands with pilgrims on the Camino de Santiago? Pay attention I tell myself now. Pay attention to your life as it is. The secrets are there in the obvious. Who knows where you will be in one year? Surrounded by love hopefully!

 

Peace by Maggie Scratch

I’m in a sleepy old town in La Lozére region of France. Saint-Alban-sur-Limagnole. I arrived like a can of coca cola. It’s not easy to get the city-fizz out of my brains, it’s been running through my veins for thirty-two years. I tried to post my road movies leaving Barcelona, but from sleepy little Saint-Alban my videos don’t go through.

I’m surrounded by green.

I have time.

I go for walks.  I spend hours alone.

I live simply, in silence, I can write.  I can think!

“Thinking is a luxury!” A philosopher once told me.chemin-de-st-jaques

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It’s Not That I’m Saying Goodbye by Maggie Scratch

Kasia and Me.jpgI’m leaving Barcelona, but I’ll be back.

There’s always so much work to do.

Spread the word!

The soul is love!

Have fun, be a friend, be a buddy, pass on the good stuff.

Here’s Kasia from Warsaw with a world of words in her head.

 Polish!  German! English! Spanish! And Catalan too!

A culture-bug-bookworm with Master’s Degrees!

Linguistics! Communication! Philology!

What does all this mean?

Find your path and hit the road.

Dig in.

There’s gold in our roots.

I’m getting my boots on.

I’m ready, let’s go!

Every step we take, here we are!

My Piece of the Sky by Maggie Scratch

1499464_10202313805982579_863405162_nI can see the sky from my roof.

Another year of seeing the sky.

Another year to look at beautiful things.

Another year to think.

Another year to laugh.

Another year to love.

To be loved.

To be amazed.

To be crazed.

And dazed.

It’s all so precious.

So delicate.

Such a fight!

To get to the good stuff.

To…see the light!

Happy New Year to You!

Happy New Year to me!

Another year of reprieve!

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Christmas Day 2016 by Maggie Scratch

Hopi.jpgThis prophecy hits the nail on the head. Especially, “At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally, least of all ourselves…” Is it possible to change? Is it possible to be a better person? Kinder? Gentler? Friendlier? TOLERANT? PEACEFUL? GIVING? COMPASSIONATE? PATIENT? FLEXIBLE? The human-being-grow-up list is pretty endless. A friend is doing her new year’s resolutions and one of them is to use less plastic. PLASTICLESS? Ok, why not? Helpful? I’m full of dreams. I wish for changes, deep changes. Not to take things personally is, personally, an excellent beginning.

I Stand Up For Everything Standing Rock Stands For by Maggie Scratch

I’m so low tec, it’s very inconvenient, but I couldn’t help myself, I started a “Community” page in Facebook called Global Support For Standing Rock. Right this minute, I’m sure the fate of Standing Rock, North Dakota is connected to the fate of my granddaughter in Norway where drinking water is still good. I’m digging up all the information I can from my apartment in Barcelona. I’m updating daily, sometimes on a totally OCD track. I need to keep track of water. I love water. I have lived without water. I know what it means to save every drop of water. If I could, I would buy a thousand bottles of Figi. Hey, there’s a good deal on at Amazon! Don’t miss it! Twenty-four 16.9 ounce bottles of Figi for only $34.50!

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Is Caspar Still the Star-Crossed Mystery Man? by Maggie Scratch

It’s not every day I’m in the presence of Caspar. When I am, I don’t skip a beat. I can’t!

His wit! His information!  His jokes! Our ping-pong-cinema-trivia game!

It’s all too fast for me. I don’t even try to write it down. What? Take notes during a conversation with Caspar? Impossible! I don’t want to miss a word! I’m all ears and eyes, what will he say next? What will he write? Horror, comedy, religion, death? Will it be scary  and bloody too?

Caspar The Aristocrat!

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The Butler!

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The Minister of Defence!

 

 

 

 

This Way Please by Maggie Scratch

This is my Norwegian Family

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!

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Øyvind                                                                  Milla                                                                            Sadie

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This is ekte vare, ‘the real thing,’ organic dream come true!

You’re in my heart.

I’m there in spirit.

Grandma kisses you!

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