Ara també en el Maresme, tens la possibilitat de gaudir d un espai especialment pensat per a tú, per desconectar i descansar.

To write which I took o so long. Now its just a dark room cold night. Where we used to lounge under sunlight. The window glasses you kissed goodbye. Hold stain of you lips with a sigh. And the birds and squirrels you used to feed. To this desolate garden pay no heed. The roses grow wild and lilies have dried. The wind rocks an empty swing which shadows ride. The creaking branches wailing call you name.

A Compilation of Randomly Inspried Stories. It was our second date ever together. We are taking it slow. We both are still new to the whole relationship thing. Just kind of feeling our way around blindly. We both know that God is the center of our relationship and we are going to try to keep it that way.

A monthly online publication for participants in the StillPoint program. Wednesday, November 27, 2013. Thanksgiving - Without a Shirt. During the Thanksgiving Holiday we traditionally thank a power and entity greater than we are for all the wonderful things we have in our lives. Gratitude is a gracious and sweet hymn in the grand opera of creation. And yet, there is a different view of Thanksgiving altogether. A mystic does not wear a shirt on his back. He gave it away! This Than.

And I so-know the sound.