It was another hot evening during a long heat wave and my husband and I were approaching the terrace, where a movie show under the stars was going to take place. The entrance was free, so we came upstairs half an hour prior to the beginning of the film projection in order to get a seat. We are both very cautious people, but obviously not too cautious, for when we entered the terrace, the seats were almost all taken. We moved quickly to our seats, so we would not lose the last opportunity. And then we waited for half an hour. People kept pouring in. The personnel kept bringing in more chairs. My husband...

I remember when I was little, my parents never talked about God. I was basically raised in an atheistic environment. Well, maybe not exactly atheistic. I believe non-religious would be a more appropriate description. My mother always said that God was in nature. My father never shared what he really thought, but I think maybe he did believe in God. My parents were very ethical and I copied their ways, yet that ethics was not connected to any deity. We did right, because it felt right. We always did and we still try to do the right thing. In school as a little girl I was taught to believe in science....

We all know that our culture is very competitive, but are we really aware of details? Let’s look at some of them. One day we find ourselves not happy with just running. And we start to inquire about running competitions for non-professionals. Maybe even the whole classic marathon: 42 kilometers. We get bored with the same old grind three times a week and we want more. We want to compete. And we join running events. We will compete. That’s the spirit. We managed to turn our spare time into a struggle. Like the struggle of our job, which is inevitable, was not enough. I guess the running competitions...

One fine day I walked along a gravel road up the castle hill in the vicinity of my humble abode. The steep ascent really takes energy out of me, and I do not have an ounce to spare. I have inherited low blood pressure and I take tranquilizers. Both make ascents difficult. But I plod on since it is only about 300 feet of elevation gain (100 m). And so, I proceeded with difficulty until almost at the top I heard a noise in the bushes quite close to me. I stopped in terror thinking: ‘Is it a bear?’ There are a lot of bears in Slovenia, but I really doubted there would be one so close to a town. The...