Everything looks like a beginning today. First day of August. New Moon. Lughnasa’s Celtic bonfires. Irish time for truce, Irish time for love…It is truly time to go now. New unknown is coming for me now, with a nice remember of my past travels: last September, as I was leaving Canada after my jeopardized new … More Flying two winds
Once upon a time the world was born. Once upon a time was Pangaea. Once upon a time were a huge earthquake, a massive eruption and a series of shifts; once upon a time our world tore apart. Once upon a time was continents’ drift. Once upon a time was Iceland, mother of the last … More Once upon a time in Iceland
After four hanging days, two more hours of wait at the mechanic including fifteen improvised poetic minutes and our ABS light unwilling to turn off, the car is finally healed. I leave at midnight GTM +2 towards Cherbourg for the shortest road trip ever… There will be no trip, only the road! … More Celtic Twilight
Kay was the middle child of a ten children – including three pairs of twins – Irish family. Kay studied psychology and nursing in England. Kay spent most of her life out of Ireland because she traveled a lot across oceans, but mostly because she settled over seas. Kay left Dubai a year ago, she … More Two weeks with Kay
I’m driven across County Clare winding roads and enjoy my Irish cliché: green fields parted with small stony and old walls. And sometimes, grazing sheep within. And sometimes, a ruin of a wall, a castle or a tower within; only remembrance left of a hidden past. A few forgotten ghosts might probably still wander trapped … More Tir fo Thuinn
If an Irish shall cross your path one day, either because he got lost to go to the US, or because like me, Ireland called you through winds and rain, there is a couple of things that you need to know… First, I hope you are firmly sitting down because it will probably strike you … More How are you doing?
Way after Ancient Greeks, way before the Roman Empire, Western Europe – and therefore Gaul as well – was mostly Celtic. Thus, the first people in Toulouse that we’ve heard of, was Celtic too: the Volcae Testosages. Native from Bohemia, these Errant Warriors settled in Southern Gaul, in Garonne River cradle. But their wandering heart … More Once upon a time in Toulouse
First Name. From the old name Justina, coming from latin justus ou justinus, meaning “fair” or “reasonable”. In 2019, by an Irish month, I posted my first fleeting thoughts. I took care of my old travels and I chronicled my personal and international journey named CHRYSALIS, as a wish sent to the Universe. I hoped for my inner … More Justine. f.n (1989; from latin “justinus”)
Fleeting Wor(l)ds 