“I don’t know if I continue, even today, always liking myself. But what I learned to do many years ago was to forgive myself. It is very important for every human being to forgive herself or himself because if you live, you will make mistakes- it is inevitable. But once you do and you see…
goodbye to all that
Is the famous essay Joan Didion wrote when she traded NY for LA. I thought I would never leave the mountain, but after not even two years life is pulling me away. We are nomads, there will always be the feeling there is something else to explore. We will be spending a part of the year in France, but…
newspaper
“Ding-dong”. Sunday evening. “There’s a man at the door!” the children come running into the garden. I open the door and there is indeed a man, friendly eyes, about my age within his hands three newspapers and a picture of his family. “Good evening. I am a paper boy and have no other job and…
today’s muse
Every once in a while there’s a woman popping up that triggers a story. I have these girl crushes on women who are great inspiration for characters. She can be a writer, an artist, my neighbour, the woman who reads the news. Today I fell for style. It is not just the clothes, it is what she tells with it. Looks…
rain
It’s a rainy, cold day and it’s very easy to feel frustrated. Not enough time, not enough money, not enough time alone, just not enough of something, anything. Frustration goes looking for food. The lack of something, angry thoughts, painful memories and the frustration just increases. And I get more angry with myself that I am letting…
Glossy’s
I wrote an essay on ‘Women on Top’ for Harper’s Bazaar September Issue with a little preview here. And a small piece on my clothes for September’s Vogue. Both out now.
happy
I”m sitting in front of a nice meal and I am just so happy. The no-real-reason-to-be-happy-happy. Just happy. I notice how much this feeling is me. This is where I know myself best, I have feeling-memories through all my life feeling this way. Same goes for panic when I think of it. It always feels the…
heart
I often have the stuffy feeling people want more than I can give. Time, attention, dinner dates. I feel I am disappointing all over the place. It makes me angry and I feel like walking up the mountain alone and get away from everybody. Just leave me alone! I know this has nothing to do with…
on french motherhood
The children play in the river all morning. When they start to ask about food I hide behind my computer. I am trying to finish an article. Yes it is holiday time, but I have a deadline. And they are playing, right? I throw in some peaches. Here’s food, healthy, they’re organic. I am present….
end of the world
A new bus driver drives up the road into the next village 7 km ahead, which ends in a roundabout: “Wow this really is the end of France!” Here, in this little fortress at the foot of the high Pyrenees, is the school, the bakery and the pharmacy (and a small but great cinema!). Until somewhere in the…
goodmorning!
7 o’clock walk up the mountain to write and back home through the river.
new land
Walking my familiar path up the mountain through the woods, memories come creeping down from the tree trunks. Last winter I almost divorced. For the second time. The first time was 24 years ago. Suddenly I am 13 years old again and watch my parents divorce. I watch them shaking their heads when they look at each other….
SARAHDOMOGALA 