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Monday, July 4th, 2011

Only thirty km from the glittering Mediterranean sea surrounded by hot white stones and square, concrete buildings, away from the city, up the curvy road and then down the hill an amazing sight opens – a lush green planet of wide green fields and tall, large trees nourished by river Cetina.

Meeting such two different worlds in half an hour can have a tremendous effect on one’s state of mind. In one word: joy – joy for witnessing the gorgeous diversity of nature (and culture), two worlds so close to each other yet so different and each precious in its own way.

Silence. Serenity. Spaciousness.

No glossy city reflections, no urge to overtake… Here, everything has a softer, gentler, wider pace.

A few more turns, deeper into the valley, several horses found their way of connecting with other species offering lessons in gentle playfulness, patience and gracefulness.

Precious moments, a wonderful Sunday afternoon in the country.

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On Twitter

Saturday, June 18th, 2011

So, I’ve joined the network called Twitter.

“Welcome to 2011, darling.”

“Ah, things like that existed hundreds of years ago just functioned on a different level. More on telepathic…” It was more of “that look” chat.

My Soulmate knows me too well. I’ve also resisted Myspace and Facebook for some time just because “everyone” was on it. The moment something takes a mass-following-proportions (it could be a film, a book or whatever), a sort of alarm fires up in me even though I love networking. I just have moments of acting like a concerned hermit who likes to analyze too much before accepting anything. It’s just a pattern that saves me from spreading too thin, I guess. Surely, those moments sometimes last for quite a while but time is a stretchy, personal unit, anyway and it is there to allow space for learning more about oneself (often in order to change – for the better, of course). Yes, now I admit I find Facebook pretty useful since many of my friends and people I like to stay in touch with live far away and I don’t get to see them often, so reading their updates regularly and seeing their photos from the currant fun time or getting to know their family and friends better even in this way is precious.

And now Twitter. Who is it for and why?

I am still figuring it out. My Soulmate keeps telling me he finds it interesting and useful. Well, surely there are loads of his peers, programmers on all web networks sharing latest discoveries of their minds and technologies, still for me…

First I used the search option to find many of maximum 140 character short posts about things I was interested in. Not much different than any search engine yet here it was short, concise and often with a link to wider descriptions plus you quickly get a picture who is behind a post; a person with similar interests, a company with open agenda or even someone you know personally.  It makes a same reference to be considered quite differently and helps get to the fields of interests directly, without first having to deal with flashy front lines of someone else’s idea of what “should” interest you before you reach the desired destination.

I’ve also found some of the people whose work I appreciate and it is lovely to receive updates on their work from their personal perspective and not just as quotes on quotes. Quotes are o.k. at certain moments, as reminders, yet I rather hear how a certain quote influenced someone’s life in particular, what beneficial changes a certain phrase brought to him or to her.

Changes… And… There! An opportunity of one soon presented itself. The Challenge for Ms Ooh, Ooh I Am So Not. The thing is that if you want to get updates from certain people you have to click the button that says „follow“ and thus you become their “follower“ on Twitter. Er… Follower? Sounds guruish. Not my thing. Ha! Do I smell a challenge here? However, that’s the linguistic approach on the network called „Twitter“ so if I wanted to explore it I had to accept certain rules. Right. What to do but change the meaning of the word „follow“ in my mind? Few minutes of some reframing and I was smiling at my own recent states. (O.K. I did more than that as I also used this as an opportunity to dig deeper and realize why do I resist that word so much yet explanation of that process and it’s results would require writing several posts if not a book!) The letters haven’t changed their shape or sequence while forming a word but my perception of it’s meaning has changed.

I love words. I love how we can change a context and a certain word can change our inner worlds. „We change“, „I“, „you“… I’ve already mentioned on this blog that when I write „you“ or „we“ I mean „I“. And I find the „I“ in other people’s posts. Mirrors all around.

So I’m discovering many mirrors on Twitter. Some of them might not even be aware how some of their tweets (!) might have reflected or brought a smile to an unknown face. There are many things we don’t need to know as there are many we benefit from by bringing them into our daily awareness. It’s all about balancing between the known and unknown. All we need comes our way, anyway. Sometimes it takes chasing Kairos’ hair yet those moments of avoiding a touch of serendipitous moment are also challenges to learn from, so there is a gain in every way.

A few days on Twitter already brought me some new challenges, i.e. some new opportunities to question several patterns I’ve previously chosen to explore.

Also, as previously on the network called „Facebook“, some friends get reconnected via Twitter and searching on certain topic can bring more interesting/useful results on Twitter than on other search engines as far as time efficiency is concerned.

All in all, I’ve decided I like it so far. As long as I do, I’ll see it as a contribution to this time and space, another way of people sharing their thoughts, exchanging ideas, learning, finding new peers, connecting and reconnecting.

Yes, of course, element of fun must be included and so far it is so.

There. I think this might be the longest text I’ve posted on this blog so far. Thoughts described with so many words usually don’t end up on my blogs, why now? Hm… Now, there is a challenge: analyzing that in less than 140 characters?

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May be if we decide that’s what it means to us and allow it. We get what we focus on, anyway ;).

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Monday, May 23rd, 2011

The first time we met was in Ian’s garden in London. She was climbing a tree, working with the playful branches and helping them to stay healthy and beautiful in all that living in the city involves. I first looked at the tree and then at her. Once I was convinced the tree was safe I gave her full attention.

It was one of those „we’ve must have met before“ feelings that got stronger when I heard her singing and playing mbira.

What is a British girl of Czech descendants doing with a traditional instrument from Zimbabwe?  Whatever your heart allows – would be an appropriate short answer. The longer one would be: proving that one’s soul is not bound to current geographical or historical boundaries.

After falling in love with mbira sound she spent some time in Zimbabwe learning from the masters of mbira playing, participating at their rituals, creating even stronger connection with that simple yet powerful instrument.

An instrument is just a tool, asleep piece of creation until taken into the right hands when its latent energies are awaken.

And Zuzana’s hands on mbira and her voice do exactly that – awaking listener’s with open hearts, reminding them of other realities of our multi dimensional living.

Surely, the latter can also be achieved just by standing by a tree, painting, dancing or in many other different ways – we are blessed with possibilities and a combination of friends ( i.e. family members we choose through life), a tree and music happens to be an excellent one.

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Babel Med 2011

Tuesday, March 29th, 2011

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Saturday, March 19th, 2011

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Photo session with Marko

Sunday, December 5th, 2010

It was so much fun that near to zero temperature didn’t bother me until I was about to put my camera in the bag and realized that straightening the numb and red index finger won’t go easy.

“Being in the zone” magic is twice as delightful when one is working with someone who is also passionate about his or her work. Marko is one of those and such a joy to work with. Here are a few scenes as a reminder for this lovely day.

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WOMEX 2010 Copenhagen

Wednesday, November 3rd, 2010

Danyèl Waro

Dobet Gnahore

Fatoumata Diawara

Mercedes Peón

Desert Slide

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Mercedes Peon at WOMEX 2010, Copenhagen

Wednesday, November 3rd, 2010


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Womex 2010 Awards

Sunday, October 31st, 2010

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Just before the sun sets they go looking for solitude…

Sunday, September 12th, 2010

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