<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[CarstenSprotte - Boundless]]></title><description><![CDATA[CarstenSprotte - Boundless]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2026 23:05:21 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[The Power to Save]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wishes for the new year 2026 Waves crashing into the rock at Quiberon. It has been my reassuring belief for the past twenty or so years, inspired by the poet Hölderlin, that the worst is never certain, and that as danger increases, so does also the power to save.  At the dawn of this year 2026, that quote no longer seems sufficient even though it remains true.  Now that the worst seems so highly probable, almost like a programmed trajectory, I cannot avoid asking how that realization should...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/the-power-to-save</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6979ffca4c1c36a19b74b8e8</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 28 Jan 2026 12:40:16 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_a20f7bc6a790492bbdd104f77193927e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Shivers of gratitude]]></title><description><![CDATA[Post-Thanksgiving, cold-turkey contemplations O ne morning at dawn, on a nameless beach, sixty-four people find themselves together, witnessing the most inspiring spectacle of their lives. Everyone knows one another, yet no one knows how they arrived there. Could it all be just a dream? I am one of the sixty-four. I don’t know whether I’m dreaming or not. All I know is that tears are welling up, moved as I am by the unexpected presence of these people I know—every one of them—gathered...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/shivers-of-gratitude</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6936c669fcf288ff9379fe7f</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2025 13:59:25 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_3905a3bd15b74c92b621a9053b2c909d~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_960,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[My matcha moment]]></title><description><![CDATA[It happened down at my farm , after a week of building things, repairing things, organizing things, and cleaning things. Thing upon thing...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/my-matcha-moment</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68922a8c8ceefd720106cbc0</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2025 16:28:53 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_5aa1d13df9994379b2231d164193a859~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lait de Pivoines]]></title><description><![CDATA[Silky more than sweet. Fresh like morning dew With a taste of it too. Shades of pink, in cream enfolded,  Hues of having lived, ...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/lait-de-pivoines</link><guid isPermaLink="false">685660be420332a4a3c2fa8c</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2025 07:43:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a98471_b616572734a84cd29e82f42df92485bb~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Radical gratitude]]></title><description><![CDATA[W hat would I rather wish for on my birthday than to be reborn?  Reborn into the same naked body and the same life, but with greater...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/birthday-wish</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68132958f547f5de525e8799</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2025 07:59:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_7af8434c2fa74336b7271826e96c95c2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The year to find ourselves]]></title><description><![CDATA[Why is it that we are losing ourselves in some relentless race for more, or in endless conficts whose consequences we abhor, when the endgam]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/the-year-to-find-ourselves</link><guid isPermaLink="false">677bafb002be392c9265adf5</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jan 2025 11:14:01 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a98471_a6a3d06ed57a474b84a5d55524d5f02a~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_488,h_721,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[ The full-moon mountain]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wherever she walks
with soft sureness of step,
all darkness abates.
Some say her saving grace,
is what our world awaits.]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/her-saving-grace</link><guid isPermaLink="false">666df6514103a06a669612d1</guid><category><![CDATA[Book Excerpts]]></category><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2024 23:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_fab275213e0e423e9836290760a7249e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Rainbow Knows]]></title><description><![CDATA[In the land of Cantobria, rainbows wreathe well-watered pastures, hovering within reach, touching west and east, beckoning us beneath....]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/the-rainbow-knows</link><guid isPermaLink="false">65441482381ea5b510e7f836</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2023 09:11:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_a5773eaaee174229bc9d6cf0cde5f585~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[La pomme, pondérée]]></title><description><![CDATA[What an apple tells. An apple is a form, a potential, a miracle, Green or golden, sweet or tart, plump in the palm or tiny as toes, Give...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/apple-tells</link><guid isPermaLink="false">652a580b59d0db0938307d68</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Commentary]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 14 Oct 2023 11:02:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_930f17319ecf41039677a0e95559e3e6~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Mirror of your Mind]]></title><description><![CDATA[You cannot determine what is right-side-up or upside-down by following the crowd, nor even your political party or your tribe. It is...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/the-mirror-of-your-mind</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6506f579536ad7256526d212</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Commentary]]></category><category><![CDATA[The world as I see it]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 01 Oct 2023 16:51:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_6a4004737e904b3db141638b43b919c9~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Thanksgiving Dream]]></title><description><![CDATA[This year’s Thanksgiving didn’t fall on the third Thursday in November. At least not for me. Here’s why. Seven years ago I promised...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/my-thanksgiving-dream</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6383a54f285dbd5453a603a9</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><category><![CDATA[More about Carsten]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2022 18:24:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_74541cc6d11d4932b3a69d48238bf2aa~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Of Earth and Eros]]></title><description><![CDATA[ou now know that the earth itself is the most precious of treasures, superior in every sense to anything you have called luxury.]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/of-earth-and-eros</link><guid isPermaLink="false">66a20f5580f7bb9341bcf463</guid><category><![CDATA[Book Excerpts]]></category><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2022 22:00:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a98471_e57ac4c4f36743e984ae33cb5f17cd37~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sibelius and I]]></title><description><![CDATA[My upcoming concert is already feeling like a tentative farewell. I am uncertain of what lies ahead, yet certain enough that my physical...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/sibelius-violin-concerto</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6339f0d0b87b0c79463a43ed</guid><category><![CDATA[More about Carsten]]></category><category><![CDATA[Commentary]]></category><category><![CDATA[Book Excerpts]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2022 12:26:54 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_5a7f7575a4914d38ac501cc8ce580d74~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Once upon a bridge]]></title><description><![CDATA[I look for you by the faint light of dawn, yet you dwell in the fading light of dusk. In between, there is a fleeting moonlit moment, a...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/once-upon-a-bridge</link><guid isPermaLink="false">628ca1d121a671ff6260a237</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Book Excerpts]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jun 2022 11:13:50 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_7b0f3984495242feb0070ed889cf06fb~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Salvation, Now!]]></title><description><![CDATA[Today was the presidential election day in France: a showdown between the unconvincing and the unthinkable. I cast my ballot, certain...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/salvation-now</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6265680f52da2c66f409f208</guid><category><![CDATA[Commentary]]></category><category><![CDATA[The world as I see it]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 24 Apr 2022 15:59:29 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_86f32627c461457f973b29d1029a855a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cherish Her]]></title><description><![CDATA[My wishes for 2022 In the French language, it so happens that the following nouns are of feminine gender: La vie (Life) La vérité (Truth)...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/cherish-her</link><guid isPermaLink="false">61d06823899e4800165204ad</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><category><![CDATA[Commentary]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 01 Jan 2022 14:52:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_4797399773e0451bb8a07ab8e53e437b~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Into that good night]]></title><description><![CDATA[A Christmas to summon the light. The Christmas light in Quiberon, Bretagne Christmas speaks of birth, but all around us is talk of death...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/into-that-good-night</link><guid isPermaLink="false">61c75aa780cc390016dd5a63</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2021 18:24:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_1336e9eed05642de82dc8d766e51e298~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Awe in Autumn ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Poetry is perplexing and prose is prosaic. How, then, can I tell you about this feeling that comes upon me, year after year, when the leaves drift dreamily downwards to drape the earth in golden hues? There is such awe in autumn. What can’t be explained can be felt in the veins. It is the season of waning light, of dancing with death....yet what glory it reveals! Perplexing as it is, autumn awakens the poet in us. I. Find me in the fading light. Where gaudy ways have no sway, and our mind’s...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/awe-in-autumn</link><guid isPermaLink="false">618ec928665f43001774fc14</guid><category><![CDATA[Contemplation]]></category><pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2021 21:20:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a98471_6a9a7afbd833481bb8e5ca24c8cfd252~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Uprising]]></title><description><![CDATA[Resurrections and Insurrections Rising from the tomb on Easter Day 2021, this is what I saw: the spring sunshine illuminating a thousand...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/uprising</link><guid isPermaLink="false">606a20e0ba23cc00165f68d9</guid><category><![CDATA[Book Excerpts]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2021 21:09:29 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_b9da190c85254b58aa2316144b86034e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cold earth, Warm feet, Off-beat]]></title><description><![CDATA[After several Sundays of talking with the dead (see posts on Père Lachaise), I needed to get back into my body. A run in the brisk,...]]></description><link>https://csprotte.wixsite.com/boundless/post/luxembourg-gardens</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5fd685bdc56b0f0017437dbc</guid><category><![CDATA[Commentary]]></category><category><![CDATA[More about Carsten]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2020 07:33:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/985404_c61e0ee682ea4fa9b6fb74bae9eb976a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Carsten Sprotte</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>