Introspection and randomness

Anniversary from lmf on Vimeo.

Pratyahara is the fifth limb of yoga and can be translated as sensory control. In a few words, it encourages you to pay attention to what you let in into your consciousness, because everything leaves a mark and has an effect on you. In the past months I have gobbled up countless hours of youtube videos poking fun at the US election, becoming horrified at the potential results and hoping not to have to endure them in equal parts. It did me no good, but it was both unpleasant and addictive to stare at the lows we can dive into. Like pulling out a scab that isn't healed yet; sometimes you draw blood. This is enough for me. I'm not going to continue pulling. If there is any relief in the result, is that I don't have to fear it anymore. I don't have to watch anymore. Good luck America, Luismi out.

The coolest cats in the canals of Vienna #vienna #canals #lovecats

The first time I came through the doors of Barcelona airport was 12 years ago. I had spent a four month stretch in Belgium and was headed to Bilbao for Christmas. Those months in Belgium had been exciting and unforgettable, but also dark and alienating. I carried a lot of doubt, I guess I still do. But somehow everything felt alright when I stepped out of the building and I was literally blinded by the sun. Swapping the dark and freezing Belgian December for a 20 C, sunny Barcelona felt surreal. And to add to the confusion there were palm trees. Palm trees! What kind of magical land had I landed in? Well, one in which friends came to pick me up at the airport and the party never ended. Now, after all this time I come back to this airport as a citizen of Barcelona, flying to Vienna to meet my lover. It took a while, but the palm trees and the sun are now my routine. It just dawned that I don't have a plan B, nowhere to stay if something goes wrong, no contacts there, no support - and I am ok with it. Maybe something changed when I moved here. Maybe the sun erased some of my doubts. After all, whatever happens this weekend, the palm trees and my friends will welcome me back next week. The sun will keep on shining, the party will go on. #barcelona #barcelonaairport #sun #palmtrees #memories #selfconfidence #contentment #santosha #innerpeace #equanimity #friendship (at Aeroport De Barcelona T2)

The first time I came through the doors of Barcelona airport was 12 years ago. I had spent a four month stretch in Belgium and was headed to Bilbao for Christmas. Those months in Belgium had been exciting and unforgettable, but also dark and alienating. I carried a lot of doubt, I guess I still do. But somehow everything felt alright when I stepped out of the building and I was literally blinded by the sun. Swapping the dark and freezing Belgian December for a 20 C, sunny Barcelona felt surreal. And to add to the confusion there were palm trees. Palm trees! What kind of magical land had I landed in? Well, one in which friends came to pick me up at the airport and the party never ended. Now, after all this time I come back to this airport as a citizen of Barcelona, flying to Vienna to meet my lover. It took a while, but the palm trees and the sun are now my routine. It just dawned that I don't have a plan B, nowhere to stay if something goes wrong, no contacts there, no support - and I am ok with it. Maybe something changed when I moved here. Maybe the sun erased some of my doubts. After all, whatever happens this weekend, the palm trees and my friends will welcome me back next week. The sun will keep on shining, the party will go on. #barcelona #barcelonaairport #sun #palmtrees #memories #selfconfidence #contentment #santosha #innerpeace #equanimity #friendship (at Aeroport De Barcelona T2)

The simple things, like sitting in the sun and breathing it all in

Sequence 01 from lmf on Vimeo.

Quit Your Job

I think we can officially consider this a Bowie phase

Dalai Lama

Good bye, David.

So tired of this.

Miriam3 from lmf on Vimeo.

Rest in peace Scott