I call architecture frozen music. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
“Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale.” (Hans Christian Andersen)
Recently, in Montreal, I was kindly invited to a rehearsal of Händel’s Triumph of Time and Truth. Sitting near the centre of a beautiful chapel, surrounded by three choirs (one in front, and one on each side) I felt the chorus line ” Time is supreme, Time is a mighty pow’r!” not only wash over me, but reverberating deep in my soul.
After what was a powerful experience, this notion of time did not leave me for days. Is it really, I was asking myself? Supreme, a mighty power? Or is it just a social construct to help us understand this world? Einstein proposed about 100 years ago that time and space are not really constant.
“The distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.” Einstein quote
What is the city but the people? (William Shakespeare)
“…Arriving at each new city, the traveller finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places.”
― Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities
Hello, fellow friends and travelers,
A recent article in a German magazine has me thinking about great words that do not exist in the English language.
Here are a few of my favorites:
For the tree hugger: Shinrin-yoku – Japanese, for “forest bathing,” the “practice of taking a short leisurely visit to a forest for health benefits” (Wikipedia: forest bathing)
For Santa and his helpers, a unit of measurement: Poronkusema – Finnish for “the distance a reindeer could travel before stopping to urinate” (Wikipedia: poronkusema)
For the currently stationary traveler: Fernweh – German for the ache / longing to travel or get far away.
For the budget-conscious: Prozvonit – Czech for initiating a cell phone call and only letting it ring once, so the other person has to call back and you can save on minutes. (See Wiktionary).
And finally, for the art lover: Duende -Spanish for “having soul, a heightened state of emotion, expression and authenticity” (Wikpedia: duende), i.e. the power that a work of art can have to deeply move a person.
Hello, fellow travelers and friends,
Fellow blogger Polianthus inspired me to partake in his monthly fountain challenge. After all, what’s not to love about fountains? I even have one in my backyard. Although it doesn’t look anything like this…
… it has become a gathering place for all types of birds and a “watering spot” for cats and racoons. While I enjoy the sounds of water falling, I return to the fountains of Rome.
Ciao – TT