Most of the time there are about ten persons in the big house close to the sea during this week. We have gathered around a birthday party. For me it is like hanging out with unknown people in an unknown environment, being together as a family but also be completely free to do whatever you like. Moments of silence, moments of joy, moments of sharing small things form our lives, cooking and eating together. Evenings with a burning fire warm and cozy, feeling comfortable and safe in good company and music.
Music touches me so deeply, especially human voices. There is a strong intention to sing again and to learn more about music in the years to come. But when I want to sing so much emotion rises up that my throat can't do it anymore.
Till we arrived in that ancient chapel on the cemetery, lying totally silent in the long summer evening light, a small candle burning. A swallow which has its nest there flies in and out, the thick stone walls are centuries old. In that place my voice finds its freedom again effortlessly.