Francesca
She’s neither pretty nor ugly. But she’s so damn alive. She loves butterflies. She’s humorous, with an unfiltered and direct understanding of the moment. Such vivid phantasy. She calls me Jackie – God knows why…”Do you mind?…” she asked. “You can also call me by different names”. When she heard that I called her Calypso she was thrilled.
She makes magic coffee. Probably the best in town…
It´s her presence making cafe Rossy a real harbour.
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I feel an inner urge to express what I see, to communicate and share with others all these impressions. Often the things I see are there, not yet manifest, but waiting... to be observed, talked about, and embraced.
These new insights need another approach, a more vivid curiosity...
Due to fear and prejudice we prefer to see only "the official" truth - but THE OFFICIAL TRUTH IS DEAD - being dead, it has nothing to give...
We can continue pretending Death is fascinating or... we can take the trouble to LIVE...
THE NEW has no definition yet...
Again, IT requires another "perception", the courage to apprehend everything differently, from a totally new angle, with new confidence and inquisitive touch. This blog is not about interesting concepts, it is about participation... finding new solutions, inspiration, togetherness.
Mirrors of Encounters 
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