Black Beluga – A New Discovery in the Morning Ritual
Black lentils, known as Beluga, are a true treasure in the world of plant-based nutrition.
Black Beluga – A New Discovery in the Morning Ritual
Black lentils, known as Beluga, are a true treasure in the world of plant-based nutrition.
The Touch of Granite
Just a short, one-kilometre walk from the terminus of the local bus line in Prilep separates the hustle and bustle of daily life from a space where time flows according to an entirely different pattern.
Return to the Centre: Discovering the Pure Gesture in a World Full of Doctrines
We often make gestures intuitively, without pausing to reflect on their deepest origins.
Lessons from Macedonian Prilep
There are places where time does not pass—it simply dwells alongside people. For several days now, I have been settling into Prilep, a small town in North Macedonia, treading my own peaceful paths. Prilep lies in a local valley, surrounded by picturesque, granite, inviting hills, over which the ancient Towers of Marko preside.
This town immediately reveals its agricultural soul. You can feel a strong, grounded bread of the earth here, fragrant with the abundance of local crops. Countries that have not fallen into the clutches of unifying European Union regulations retain a unique, elemental atmosphere. Time in Prilep seems to flow more slowly, transporting us to a world from three decades ago, strangely intertwined with industrial modernity and new technology. Although beneath the surface the same systemic limitations operate as everywhere else in the world, the sense of inner ease and freedom is incomparably greater here.
As a vegan living in a rhythm close to nature, I am deeply impressed by the gifts of this land. The sight of parcelled farmland and small home plots evokes profound respect for the work of human hands. At this time of year, the Macedonian earth virtually explodes with maturity. Sweet grapes, juicy watermelons, aromatic melons, nectarines, apples, plums, figs and peaches dominate the landscape. Red peppers, courgettes, and huge, glossy aubergines are piled high on market stalls, alongside fresh, raw peanuts, local rice and much more.
The heart of this abundance is the grand town bazaar. It is not an ordinary marketplace—it is a demonstration of the earth's vitality and the natural rhythm of the seasons.
Interestingly, the architecture of Prilep has escaped the heavy imprint of Socialist Realism, which disfigured many other towns in former Yugoslavia. The town is dominated by low-rise single-family housing, and its centre has retained the unique layout of the Old Čaršija—an Ottoman bazaar with narrow streets. Towering over the central square is the Saat Kula—a 19th-century clock tower. Due to ground subsidence, the tower has noticeably tilted to one side, creating a local, slightly personified "leaning tower" that has been measuring time for the local community for over 160 years.
Prilep serves as a reminder of simplicity and teaches us to look at food as a living gift rather than a soulless factory product. It is a space in which it becomes easier to feel one's own grounding and to find a quiet breath.
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Ginkgo & Gaia
Six Dimensions of Earthing
The traditional approach to earthing is often reduced to a simple, mechanical act — placing bare feet on the grass or the physical exchange of electrical charges.
Matka Canyon - The immersive energy of limestone cliffs
On the third and final day of my short stay in Skopje, I decided to devote my time to a close encounter with nature.
SKOPJE – A SPACE OF COEXISTENCE
The second day in Skopje brought a completely different, remarkably warm light onto this Balkan mosaic.
From Mountain Stillness to the Balkan Mosaic
Yesterday, I began a completely new stage of my retirement journey, leaving behind the peaceful, deep atmosphere of Vikend Naselje beneath Kopaonik.
The Depth Beneath the Cracked Shell. From Scotland to the Balkan Space of Power
I stand at a point of transition from which it is clearer than ever what space truly is and how it resonates with my internal path.
A mountain blueprint of gratitude. Farewell to Vikend Naselje
It is slowly time to say goodbye to Vikend Naselje.
My initial encounter with the centre of Kopaonik was restrained.
Body Memory: Returning to the Court in Serbia
For fourteen years of my youth, until I was twenty-four, basketball was a constant rhythm of daily life.
Rethinking Fruit and Blood Sugar