kairos

Belgium, la Roche-en-Ardennes

let's talk kairos. kairos is chronos' grandson. i haven't known that for a long time. just 2 1/2 weeks ago, i came to the understanding kairos is chronos' grandson. does it mean anything? YES. it means so, so much. 

day's outing and museum moment in a nearby town

dutch contemporary philosopher Joke Hermsen enlightened me on these gods of old. and if chronos is playing tricks on us, which he is, like ALL of the time, then it's kairos we need to hug. 

sweet break midweek

while chronos makes us run and run, and perhaps seek cover, and arghgh, leaves us blown till it's all ugly, kairos can step in and he'll say: now. go lightly, child. and breathe. 

valerius de saedeleer, i bow

and sit down. and do absolutely nought. dare it, do ab-so-lu-te-ly nought. or ought. sit. laugh. cry. pray (mhmmm). work. admire. words on loan from a dutch singer songwriter. 

morning walk, sitting down on a bench, finishing a drawing

and what a relief it is to do so and just breathe. sitting still. not minding the world twirling by.  thinking... kairos, my gawd... 'bout time we got truly acquainted. 

love your sunday, enjoy the week ahead, giving kairos the light of day... ♥