The angry clouds And sunny gaps of heaven The gold of leaves now turning into rust. Ghosts of the past, they love this weather When days just crawl along. It’s only memories which linger Among ...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2023/10/31/end-of-october-the-last-of-colors/
While the trees are in flames While the life feels so good While I am still blooming Please, come and sit with me On the sun-drenched porch While the days are still plentiful While the blood runs...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2023/10/02/please-come-and-sit-with-me/
I’d like to stay here, on the doorstep of change, extend this moment before summer meets fall. While the winds are caring and sun is friendly, and hopes stand tall. This summer promised so much...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2023/09/13/when-summer-meets-fall/
Life happens We moved so swiftly from March to June, that I had no time to post anything. Well, I should have. Once the interruption happens, it feels more difficult to get back on track. And it�...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2023/06/07/blooming-summer-reality-and-ai/
Keeping up with necessities Everything happens at once during the spring: it was white snow and grey view just yesterday, but the sun is out today, and it starts feel like the winter is over. Tim...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2023/03/21/steps-to-good-life/
Any day can be a fairly good day What works for me, might work for you, as well. It just depends on what type of person you are. The global media invents some days when one supposedly has to feel...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2023/01/30/what-works-for-me/
The door to a better future is not that far away. We just have to find it and courageously step in. Do we dare refuse from unnecessary buying things that get thrown out after a few days or weeks?...
https://inesepogalifeschool.com/2022/12/30/opening-the-door-to-the-new-year/
October is full of mysteries, secrets and wisdom. The October wisdom comes from centuries surviving the unpleasant silence of nature, from always winning the light back in spring. October is a mo...
Time is a river, but once one is over 60, it feels like a waterfall. At least I experience time like that. Maybe it’s because everything takes longer to get done, maybe it’s because the flow ...
The early spring, blooming spring, rainy days and sunny days: they all have passed by so swiftly that it’s almost the first day of June. I stretched the non-publishing time for so long, I’m p...