Week in pictures

Since a picture often tells more than a thousand words, here's this weeks square shaped highlights.

Monday morning. This little fellow slept in the tree outside the kitchen window.


My newest find.


As always, beauty is all in the detail.


Did we wait for spring or what? Rain falling down, but today it's all in the colour.

But it is the afterglow

But it is the afterglow
Inside of you
Of all those you met
Who meant something in your life /From poem by King Olav V of Norway, August 1977

Who will be your afterglow?

For a long time I have felt drained in a way. I blame what I currently fill my days with: work. I need to move on, because what should bring me life takes life away from me. I will need to break away, break free from what tightens the rope around my soul day by day.

Since nothing creative will take fire within me, I'll have to share somebody else's fire. This time around it's A-ha.

Lifelines. Not necessarily my favourite, but it is A-ha as we know them boys. Enjoy the view.



One time to know that it's real
one time to know how it feels
that's all
One call - your voice on the phone
one place - a moment alone
that's all
What do you see?
What do you know?
What are the signs?
What will I do?
Just follow your lifelines through
What if it hurts?
What then?
What do we do?
What do you say?
Don't throw your lifelines away
One time - just once in my life
one time - to know it can happen twice
One shot - of a clear blue sky
one look - I see no reasons why we can't
One chance to go back
to the point where everything starts
One chance to keep it together
when things fall apart
One sign to make us believe it's true
What do you see?
Where do we go?
one sign
How do we grow?
By letting your lifelines show
What if we do?
What now?
What do you say?
How do I know?
Don't let your lifeline go

April 23rd

5 days later spring is finally here. And my herbs are up and running! This is my first spring in this apartment. No balcony but at least some space for my greens.

April 18th

In this case the pictures will tell all about April 18th.

With an open heart

Once again I am wearing my heart so very close to the skin.

For every sadness it cries a river of tears,

for every happiness it is about to burst from joy.

It is clearly, too close to the world around me, too open.

But yet I will enjoy, while it lasts,

the feelings that are, in fact, too strong to survive,

the feeling of being overwhelmed by life,

seeing the true beauty to it.

I will be pushed over by storms and caressed by the sun.

With my heart wide open.

Soul-mates and people passing by

"Having the courage to take the steps we always wanted to take is the only way of showing we trust God.
As soon as we accept this, life takes on a sacred meaning, and we experience the same emotion the Virgin must have felt when, one afternoon in her otherwise very ordinary existance, a stranger appeared to her and made her an offer. 'Be it unto me according to thy word,' said the Virgin. Because she had understood that the greatest thing a human being can do is to accept the Mystery."

Brida by Paulo Coelho

These lines caught my eye today and they inspired my thoughts as I enjoyed my double espresso this morning. A beautiful thought. Taking the step into the unknown as a sign of trust. I adore that way of thinking.

Another thought that forced its way - yes, forced - into my mind this morning was one about soul-mates and people in our lives, passing through or staying. Two different kinds of important people. I believe soul-mates will always be drawn to each other. Their paths will cross time and time again, physical or emotional paths. They will be the kind of people we fall back to, in good times and bad. Those that will keep us standing when we're about to fall, those that will share our joy when we celebrate. Those are the kind of people that will leave a great feeling of loss, if separated from us.

Then there will be people who come into our lives baring a task. They are there to teach us something, to make us see beyond the obvious. After that, they will be free to go, to move on, without leaving a feeling of loss. For the first time in my life, half a year ago, I spotted that kind of person in my life. It was loud and clear, when it hit me. I learned a great deal about myself from that person, who did not know his task.

It is always a joy to pinpoint a remarkable thing in your life. Yet bigger is the joy to see oneself change and the things leading to it.

Horizon

Today I heard for the first time the song Horizon by Rachael Yamagata. It is pure beauty. It is poetry in its own way, both in the lyrics and the mood that it creates, spreading blue rain, letting it enter the soul. It is in no hurry to get to the end, it takes its space and it fills it, witout apologizing. It's beautiful.

Listen to Horizon or enjoy another favourite below, Sunday Afternoon.