Somewhere in Quebec

2 weeks ago I went to Lower Saint-Lawrence for a couple of days with my mother. The final destination was a small island in the middle of the Saint-Lawrence. On that island there is no electricity, no water and only 3 houses. It was a great moment to disconnect ourselves from our smartphones and reconnect with nature.

My essence

What is my essence? This word has manifested itself to me in a whole new way recently. It seems that my essence is covered with extra layers of stuff that doesn't belong to me... I know, I put them there. My fault. They are like outgrowth. It looks to be part of my essence but actually it's not. To find my essence, first I have to distinguish what's not it. Time to work.