Dagbok

Make a Wish – Hang it in Tree

On the City Center square – called ”Stortorget” – an igloo was placed. With pink inviting light.Pink iPhoto - Igloo, Lund Sweden

The purpose was …

a piece of paper
to place some wishes – odd
dangling in trees

… let people write a wish on a paper and then hang it on a tree inside. Well what to say about this!

Pink iPhoto - Make a Wish in Igloo, Lund Sweden

Make a Wish – Hang it in Tree – Then WHAT!?

If it had been something for children I could think about it as creative. Now I only find it ridiculous and nothing the community should take time for or spend money on. Better to make the transport service to work for our old ones – thinking about yesterday.

Blue Photo - Igloo, Lund Sweden

Daily Prompt: Invitation.


With Power to Share

Today has been a dazing and shattering (hope I use correct words) day. Really! I am still a bit shaky about what I experienced.
I had some errands to do. Library for Basho poetry. To AF – Academic Society – to ask about The Debate taking place tomorrow. Oh how I enjoyed to walk in Lundagård – the park in where Lund University and the Cathedral are situated. I do love to have my heart in this city of old and new knowledge. To share myself between two gems – Budapest.hu and Lund.se

iPhoto - Lund University in Lundagård

While walking I lived in every breath. Satisfaction in every step until …

beside the pass-over
standing with most bowed back
tired and old
depending on rollator
I offered my help

… I met this old lady. Her body language spoke – ”need help” – so clear to me. She accepted my offer to help her cross the street. I stopped the rushing cars and we crossed. I couldn’t leave her there. Long story ….
So we spent 90 minutes together and what I experienced these minutes about old peoples life in our society …. I felt so sorry about her … I got so angry about the community … and not to talk about the transport service she called for to get home!!!!!

Above all this – it’s a cold late afternoon – she was marked of her reumatism – our long waiting for the transport service made it worse – and worse – long story – I also had to phone – twice ….

depending
on my own ability
for now
with a strong stream in my spine
with power to share with you

… and I got a clear reminder about our fragility. For now I trust myself and I am thankful that depending on myself works. Also in humbly insight there will be a day when …
During the time we spent together I got to know Ulla. We both were happy to have met each other. At last the transport service came. And the driver were very kind and helpful. Which was a relief for me.

After waving them off – I went home – dazed and shattered in mind. Now sitting here – writing …

Tomorrow will be a day for ‘take action’ – depending on myself.

iPhoto - Lund C - Train Station

Carpe Diem: #1126 depend on yourself.


Diamonds for Truth and Secrets

Today I got a wonderful visit. My two granddaughters came around. I call them ”My GoldenHarts”. We spent all afternoon together and had what’s called ”quality time”. Chatting, laughing and also playing cards. I told them that playing with cards wasn’t allowed on Sundays when I was a child. I think they thought it was very odd. I thought so to at that time.
They also brought a gift for me …

my cards of tarot
diamonds for truth and secrets
a dear gift
from daughter to mother
some real goddesses

… from my youngest daughter.
Tarot cards …. a lot of them … about all kinds of Goddesses …
Now I have something to find out … on my Pilgrimage …

Goddess Tarot Cards

Carpe Diem: #1125 The Road to Santiago is part of the Tarot.


För Njutning – For Pleasure

Idag hade jag särskilt roligt på pedikyr-en. Ja, jag unnade mig till slut en behandling. Fast utan lack. Jag skrev haiku på löpande band. Måste ju syssla med något medan jag väntar. Tidningar går inte att läsa. Språket omöjligt.

Jag tycker också det är lite särskilt roligt med de nya apparna jag hämtat. Så jag kombinerar foto och poesi. Trevligt tidsfördriv när man ändå måste vänta.

Sedan är jag väldigt nyfiken på … en …

ett litet barr
sticker till men håller sig grönt
för njutning

Ja, ni vet …
… operation ‘stilla nyfikenheten’ har inletts.

HAIKU - Photo & Poetry #byblogfia

Skrivpuff: Särskilt.


Yuxta Lives

This time here I haven’t given myself treatments I use to. Visiting the hairdresser, having manicure and pedicure, nice outdoor bath …. but today … soon before returning … I had pedicure. How nice to spoil myself and so good for my hard working feet. Soon I will leave all wonderful happenings behind … leave home here …

I’m happy
living in your longing thoughts
until next time
we will meet – soon enough
and share our yuxta lives

… to check out what’s going on at home there …
… to soon leave – home there – again behind …
… my yuxta lives …

Today I totally forgot to visit the Geisha exhibition – a ‘must’ to remember tomorrow!

Lund University, Sweden

Carpe Diem: #1122 leaving all behind.


Something hurts

Today has been a tired day. Well I went my walk. Today between two bridges and then up to the Castle area – and back again. Stopped to shop some bottles of Champagne since they still have discount. Good to have stored. Also to the health shop to by different seeds for my delicious seed crackers. Which I eat with goat cheese. Not chèvre or fresh – just a real hard cheese. That’s my favorite.

Just checked my fitbit and it showed over 10 000 steps. Well done Birgitta!

But anyway – I am tired today.

eyelids heavy
shoulders loose and low
something hurts

Very tired now …

Blue Photo - View over Pest side in Budapest

Soon!

No poem popped up today. Nor when I took my bath neither during my long walk. I miss that because it’s so funny when they are popping. I also missed the film shooting outside the Opera today. I was too late. Had spent too much time indoors. The cold bite my cheeks. I don’t like!  Not anymore! I have done that stuff enough. The cold things like figure skating and skiing. Now I only want warm weather and blue sky. Longing so much after early spring in Budapest. All my journeys are booked. Going back this week and coming back in February. Back there and back here. Home there and ‘home’ here.

hit by memory
and the magnolia blossom was stuck
to my chest

A poem did pop up! I almost forgot. Walking along the Danube today I thought about spring and the lovely flowering Magnolia trees outside Vigadó. I use to take photos of them.
Now quickly rushing into my files … to prove that I don’t lie …

The first here from 2015 -03- 26.

64/5000 a pink arrow hit and the blooming magnolia attached on my chest
This one from 2016-04-03 … and the same tree.

64/5000 a pink arrow hit and the blooming magnolia attached on my chest

… I am an honest one … for sure!

Ah … that blue shiny sky … and spring … less clothes … soon!


“Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are.”
Gretel Ehrlich.


With Crimped Edge

The radio is on during my night. Now and then I wake up and listen. Then I go back to sleep. This night – welcoming a Sunday – I woke up to sacred hymns. I don’t like ”the sacred” but sometimes I like ”the hymns”. Hymns often give me nice childhood memories. My dear Aunt was a wonderful singer and a strong believer. I’m not!

I listened to the beautiful song ”Strålande stjärna” (also called Gläns över sjö och strand, Bethlehem star) In the program I see they played the song in 3 different versions.

I woke up to the last …

strålande stjärna
som en bankad mässingsskiva
med krusad kant

… probably it was disturbing me. And that poem popped up in my head.

glorious star
as a beaten slab of brass
with crimped edge

Couldn’t go to sleep for a long time after …

Traditional … and … the other (on Spotify).

And now I wonder …

… if some part of my brain is allert and awake … when I’m asleep?


Ps. Listening again when I’m awake_awake I find it not so bad but isn’t it too languishing slow!?


A kind of infinite music and questioning … like dancing around ”the point is”…

Blue Love in Hearts

En Saknad Kokosnöt eller?

Idag blev det en enda bild. Men den tog minsann sin tid. I anspråk. Och tur var det att jag hann spara den. Innan skärmen blev svart och datorn dog. Den uppstod som tur var igen utan att ta tre dagar på sig som vissa. Nu har jag en fråga …

en liten tripp
alla vill hänga med
på äventyr

… man ska ju sätta namn på sina bilder. Märkliga bilder. Vad vill de säga? Egentligen! Det funderar jag mycket på. Därför är det så roligt när en läsare ställer en fråga så jag hajar till. Som Yuhu gjorde igår. Då måste jag tänka till ….

en stor nyckel
kontrolleras av en lite fjäril
så märkligt

… det gillar jag skarpt! Och vad kan det betyda? Jag funderar fortfarande.
Vet du?

under palmen
funderas det intensivt varför
en kokosnöt saknas

… och frågan är?

Vad ska en så’n här bild kunna heta?

Crazy Art by me - Exploring the World

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När jag ska upp

I morgon måste jag vakna …

ett penseldrag
och det öppna fönstret stängs
plötsligt

… ja alltså tidigt! Tidigare än vanligt. Senare än alla andra. Ska ju på möte.

husmöte
om ytterligare en våning
och ny hiss
precis som en gång tidigare
då inte alla ville

Undrar hur det går? Hoppas någon översätter. Vill ju inte rösta fel. Men jag gillar faktiskt den gamla hissen … när jag ska upp ….

Tänk om det blir takterass … också!

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