Saudade. Real... one must hold on to the wonderful elements, found... out of the blue. Equals ... balance. Which sounds even like one is manifesting the same nutjobbery of the places of fake spirituality and bossy lifecoaching.... an easier life than being a cleaner.
However, that is not true. As had Hesse been rather more a down to earth countryman, used to animal shit from youth, well... he may have had his splendid anti-guru Sid, going a bit lower than being a mere ferryman... mindfulness is really about accepting and finding new 'growth', or at least allegorical fables, in all walks of life....
Vehicles, any kind... any, land or water, just distract from the true earthiness ...
that is always only about the body, and tollerating all of it....
Time...kairos..( Mr Fantastique had that word emblazonned accross his chest.... and unlike any local or regional blow in actially invited the fellow ' traveller' to their Brussels abode if i ever was that way... thats saudade... ) ... i have only just started to roll out the wonderful experiences with many Europeans
Elsewhere.
No English can listen " i gave up on causes here two years ago... the whole place is a lost cause" whats hard about that...but no, they jump to conclusions ( from their suburban melodramatic mindset unable to even listen to ' those whom for decades are NO ONE in the middle of nowhere, do mean what they say... lying charm to onesself is for suburban children who value not words or real thought long pondered and is obviously the end of a real human living in quiet human mode ), assume, second guess, dig...