Paris

From the Gare du Lyon and the smattering of beautiful urban intellectuals into the dark depths of the metro and the alarming vibe outside the gare du nord where one dare not meet anyones eye in case they pounce. And then the whole Pahlava of leaving Europe for GB. Now finally on the Eurostar on the last tedious part of the journey to st Pancras 

Provence

Eckhardt Tolle in Provence seems to match. Being in the now in such idyllic surroundings is not so hard. But as my friend Ted says: increase my sufferings that I may breakthrough to the other side. (The Doors). Contemplating the reclining Buddha as we approach the Feast of the Ascension and in my mind the Assumption of the Blessèd Virgin Mary. As one reclines into the now so one may ascend into Heaven. As my sister @EmmaFenelon demonstrates in.her towers.