For the last five days I’ve been back to Cluj, in Romania, the city where I went to University and where now I travel for a course to learn about biography counseling (if curious about what this is, read here). I’ve been here at the end of February this year and wrote this after.
The course felt pretty intense this time, I had to wake up early and be in the course until the evening, but I also got some time to meet old friends, have lunch with my parents who traveled 500 km for that and explore something I didn’t even realize I miss: markets.
And I got gifts! So many gifts! I feel so spoiled and overwhelmed by all the love and care I felt. I have no photos of the gifts but they vary from a beautiful ring, to a pair of really pretty handmade gloves, to a traditional chicken shaped whistle to good tools for my drawings and a gorgeous skirt. I also treated myself to some books and those strawberries below.
I go back the The Netherlands tomorrow.
Waking up with the love of a 7 kg cat.
Learning about biography is an outside the box process.
Tsuki the saved from a shelter dog.
Flowers bought on the street for a friend.
A place where I used to meet friends when I was a student.
Market!
A fierce mom!
A treat!
The look of love. Heavy love.
A flower from my parents garden that traveled 500 km to me.
My mom and I.
