We have crossed yet another seasonal
The day of the Summer Solstice is such an
enchanting occurrence and yet it also instigates a gentle melancholy in me.
June is signified by the duality of Gemini and thus the first summer day reflects too
a joy and simultaneously a sadness. A pinnacle of light has been reached – even
though summer is only beginning; the sun now embarks onto a reverse journey away from us, shortening our daylight by each passing week...
Ever since my move north a year ago, I rarely thought about the stunning
vistas at the white house - yet I do so very much currently and I truly miss them...
Gone is the unrestricted view
of the horizon, the mesmerizing late night sunsets, which set the heaven on fire, the beauty of the illuminated midnight sky and the enticing glow of noctilucent
clouds - these light shows played out in front of my windows almost every day through out the summer - year after year, never to loose their allure.
Our low lying house has no extraordinary views to speak off. The only sign telling me we are indeed
amidst the time of the white nights are our solar lamps and lanterns, decorating the shielded patio and glowing silently yet persistently in
the dusk that has replaced the nights.
And yet, stepping out into our garden in the
stillness of the midnight twilight, I can nevertheless trace the silvery sky beyond
the treetops and gaze mesmerized at the starless heavens above me as we cross into the small hours of the morning. Unmistakably, the air holds an aura of enchantment and one
can easily fall for the magic of the Midsummer Night, when secret portals are
open and the esoteric lurks in the shadows.
I was born under the Tatra Mountains, to a Czech father and a Slovak mother. I grew up in Sweden and lived almost ten years in North Carolina.
More than a decade ago my line of work took me to Denmark, where I live today. My home, which I share with the man that holds my heart, lies in the northerly part of a Danish peninsula, in the proximity of endless, wide and pristine westbound sandy beaches, surrounded by the rough and untamed North Sea.
My writing is defined by reflections on my cosmopolitan past and my intriguing present. Ultimately I try to convey in words and images my personal thoughts and feelings about life itself, with all its magic, natural splendour and the beauty of simple pleasures.