with love..

My lovely Jess!

I wish I could send you a postcard or letter and make you as happy as you make me every time I get one from you.

The fact you are constantly moving from place to place, not having a permanent address, makes it very difficult, so I have decided to let you know this way...

You will understand when I admit, your adventures make me a bit envious sometimes, but I can hardly think of another person who would deserve it more than you. You live up to the idea of life you imagined for yourself and that requires a lot of strength, courage and making away with all the fears that usually force us to give up on our dreams. I admire you for that and wish to get that strong some day soon as well.

My dear, be sure, I am very happy our paths crossed too. You would not believe, how often I recall our time together on the rooftop and afterwards, I always ponder on how badly I want to get back there! Once, probably while travelling up North and having the amazing nature scenery around you, you wrote me "...so much wilderness up here". Reading it, I was sitting in my flat in the middle of this city and I promised myself that next year, I will at least once more go and get the FEELING, this furtive conformity has forced out of my life, again.
It would be great to join you at some point and catch up. Maybe I will. Until then, I wish you all the best, my dear and send good vibes, lots of love and good energy your way.

Merry Christmas, dear Jess and remember "Breathe in LIFE, breathe out LOVE"

Lu

PS: Please, keep them coming ...(and when you find the right place for your farm, let the first thing you make for yourself be a nice wooden mail box, ok?:-)

Southerners ...

I wish I could be more spontaneous sometimes...

I was sitting at the bar with my colleagues in a beautiful restaurant in Cava Baja in Madrid and for more than one hour I was trying not to pay attention to a guy, who sitting on the opposite side of the bar was alternatively staring at me, the bar desk, back at me and so on...
I finished the last glass of Rioja and as I was about to leave, this guy came to me and gave me a piece of paper while saying: "Please, don't ask me why".

Only then I realized what he was doing the whole time...

Even though I hope my eyes don't look so sad, it is a beautiful picture and I wish I was able to say something...or at least ask "why".

Anyway, Mr. Unknown, thank you for reminding me of spontaneity.

I am such a tight-face sometimes, gah.

...

Nothing is more weird than if a person you feel uncomfortable around tries to comfort you...

O mužích, lovu a jiné příběhy

2 dny, 6 žen, 0 můžů, 100% legrace

"...No a kdyby do lesa na lov šla ženská, tak by na toho mamuta vyrobila past, za hodinu by byla zpátky a furt by se ještě stihla postarat o jeskyni i děti"

"Vyvrtám lepší díru do zdi než on"

"Já bych si tak zarodila..."

Tolik kontradikce na jednom místě, a v tak krátkém časovém rozpětí, se dá zažít jen zřídka...

chyba spojení

"Už nemáme spojení s ničím. Nemáme spojení se zemí, s vlastním tělem, prostě s ničím. Jo...možná s monitorem."

D. Štědroňský, Ostrava, Yogafall, 2013

thinking about time is a waste of time, sometimes

...well, this sentence was definitely a highlight of this excellent workshop! It woke me up! I had no idea there were so many philosophers working in the European structures, especially for the European Commisison. WOW!

@

....among all those men wearing a suit two sizes bigger than they actually are and carrying handbags their mamas had bought for them, he looked like an angel sent from DESIGN heaven...

unearthliness

I love morning swims in the sea....

When the sea is calm and quiet, the water cold enough to wake you up and the air windless. I love the feeling, when I first touch the cold water, swearing to myself I won't go any further in it, but usually, right after that, I do. I sink under the water table and it feels like getting into entirely different kind of world. World of one colour, simple structures and  ethereal creatures...

Counting down....6 days to go...

~

Science-fiction # Daily reality

It is an ordinary summer morning and a man is leaving his apartment on his way to work. He closes the door, locks it and starts walking the street. It is a typical street of Brno in the middle of summer - all is under construction. The whole city is dug up and so is this particular street. There are holes and heaps of building materials everywhere, so he is forced to walk the very tiny part of the street through...

..And there are female construction workers everywhere. This man is wearing shorts and light t-shirt, naturally, it is hot summer. All those female workers are stairing and leering at him, calling him names, catcalling, shouting obscene compliments and vulgar things at him... And this man, he doesn't feel flattered, he doesn't feel like he is being admired, not at all,  he feels objectified and insulted...Surprised?

Sounds like a science-fiction to you? Yes, to me too, but try to replace the man with a woman and the FEMALE construction workers with MALE construction workers and you will get an ORDINARY morning many of us experience every day.

summer it up...

Asaf Avidan - breathlessly listening to this guy

"Different Pulses"

My life is like a wound I scratch so I can bleed
Regurgitate my words, I write so I can feed
And Death grows like a tree that's planted in my chest
Its roots are at my feet, I walk so it won't rest

Oh, Baby I am Lost...

I try to push the colors through a prism back to white
To sync our different pulses into a blinding light
And if love is not the key. If love is not a key.
I hope that I can find a place where it could be

I know that in your heart there is an answer to a question
That I'm not as yet aware that I have asked
And if that tree had not drunk my tears
I would have bled and cried for all the years
That I alone have let them pass

Oh, Baby I am yours...

HOME

I simply love coming back home

Bye bye, my academic career

“Arjuna, you need to act without any attachment to the fruit of your efforts.”

Bhagavad Gītā

I am suffering from this unbearable indecisiveness of mine. Another big decision to make is waiting for me - to proceed with my study or not to? 

It's not up to me, actually, others are going to decide it soon, but if they come up with the conclusion that I can continue, will I? Should I?

I have been thinking about it, dreaming about it, counting the pros and cons, observing my feelings about it...ugh.

I have spent more than 5 years doing the research more or less intensively.  Less intensively in the last three years, I have to admit. I could describe in details, how does it look like and what does it mean to do a doctoral degree in Czech. No excuses I want to make, NOT anymore,  it's just the way it's. 

The only thing I am sure about right now is the realization of how much I do love geography. I love how it follows me as my shadow everywhere I go, naturally, of course, it is a spatial discipline, right:-)?!! I look through the eyes of a geographer on every single place I visit, I live, I feel, perceive.. I love reading the amazing work of other geographers and find it astoundingly inspiring! But I am not the one, who would or should be writing those articles, I think. I have to overcome my ego finally and admit to myself that my place is on the other side.
... realizing that, I feel sad, like I have wasted all that time, energy and  money!!! and  my ego is SO much  strugling for its nutriment!

But despite the fact, it took me more than five years to become aware of it, I can say now how much grateful I am for all that time, energy and money I gave away while doing my research. 

I visited places, which have brought along the most beautiful memories, nobody can ever steal that from me. I met so many wonderful people while traveling and doing my field  surveys, some of whom I became very close to. It even opened me to traveling in general, to not be afraid of unknow, to learn more about myself and last but not least - it gave me a very specific perspective of looking at the world around me, which I really like. 

All of these things would never happened if I did not enroll to my study programe. Of course, it also cost me a lot of money, a lot of effort which was partialy wasted, but that is all just about the point of view, priorities,  right?
...what is more important - money or friends and wonderful experience I've got? 

Althought I've decided to fight until the very last moment, I know very well, that if there's no miracle coming my way soon, I won't make it. I won't earn the doctorate from Human Geography in the future, I reckon. 

But I am ok with that now, because I know I am a human geographer anyway.

james knows...

Everything feels like touchdown on a rainy day…

The great mix of sense of  a glow, alienation, victory, happiness,... so much of a contradiction ..

My heart giving a slap to my brain in one moment and the brain striking back in the next... Lots of dirtiness around being washed by the rain of spotlessness and naivety. 

All over again and again…

Never ending feeling of a touchdown on a rainy day.

the last memorable highlight ....

...was the presence of this foxy lady

???Summer nightmare???

I am going to visit Copenhagen, Gothenburg, Vienna, Rome, Dublin and Berlin in the next two months.

Tame Impala are on their european tour in this time period and I won't be able to see their gig in any of these cities...!!!!!!!The same for Woodkid and James Blake...!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Bummer!!!!!!! I'd call it "when-your-timing-sucks summer"....

Are there still walls...?

where a commecial ad should not be put on?

Milano, Duomo

could you, please, explain me?

What is that part of men's nature that makes them think a woman is someone who is only capable of taking minutes, translating documents, just simply doing all the work they would not bother with?

What is that stupid part of women's nature that makes us persuaded, that we cannot (shouldnt) fight for ourselves and deep deep inside makes us go with what our mothers once told us - always be NICE?

Those two questions are based on my recent personal research among my friends and co-workers. I am not complaining, I am simply asking for explanation.

Apparently, most of the men I know are not aware of their modus operandi until I explain and describe it...same thing with women..
So after I'd seen them all nodding and confirming what I was talking about, I had to ask> what does make us behave these ways?

The answer could be - it is the place we live in. The countries of western Europe are much more developed in the respect of gender equality issues. Are they? Truly? I think so. Even though the process of gender equalization's started there as an imposed one, it was simply a qestion of a law acceptance ...a law which became natural to people  after while, I guess.

Well, I have been waiting here..., the law addressing gender equality was implemented  three years ago in Czech and I cant see even  a slight improvement, not at all.


Sitting with 18 people (5 women) people in the room the other day. I had the opportunity to observe, how do men react on the gender inequality issues in this country.
As one of them was asking for cooperation in the project which would attract more women to the environmental research, a half of the men in that room started laughing... some of them said that there was no benefit of having more women in that particular field of research ....And  women? They were sitting there, being ....all NICE...

I have this kind of experience on daily basis. I am not saying I know the solution. I want to say only one thing. Men should once try to find out more about what are the obstacles for women to get our dream jobs, dream results, our dream salaries and dream reputation.

It can be very easily you, gentlemen!

gah

I wanna go out and see the SUN! Streets flourishing and parks being all green.

Wanna hear birds singing when I  wake up in the morning. Ride my bike and watch guys being all axcited as they look  at the girls wearing short skirts again.

Wanna take care of my small garden on the balcony, drink my morning cup of coffee there and feel the midday sun warming every inch of my body. 

Wanna sit on the patio of my fav café with my friends all night and complain about this summer to be way too hot.

Two days ago, I said to my friend:"Ok, that's it. If I see another snowflake again, I am going to move out of this country"

Here I am, after two days of constant snowing, trying to chose a new place I wanna live in....