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Milton och jag

Ramlade på … i en annan blogg … och förflyttades tillbaka … till oktober 2013 … Budapest … med Milton …

mitt sällskap
på vägen som vandras – där
också vila

… så roligt vi hade … tills … du blev anfallen av en lös rottweiler … och jag fick bära dig ut och hem på kissrundor …du repade dig snabbt … och sedan kom nästa chock … inför hemresan …

av de båda
valde jag det ena – passet
så fel

… jag hade helt enkelt tagit Daisys gamla pass … och inte ditt Milton … du fick din erforderliga spruta inför hemresan … och en nervös matte som sällskap … skulle de upptäcka … att du var pojk … med fel pass …

Vi kom båda hem … så lyckligt!

That ground – Why?

This will be …

a night without
sleep and sweet dreams
in broken feathers

… and a night for …

awakeness
with an open suitcase – empty
flash in spider web

… sadness and grieve …

butterfly blue
in crushed wings – flight
ahead

… emotional every time …

… leaving …

… that ground …

… why?

Skrivpuff: Anledning.

Stop it! – Fair Service

fountain of feelings
a hit right into heart center
children too worthy

Well that’s what happened today! I just have to write about it. I bursted out like the most powerful fountain with hundres of jets. Just saying!

I had my walk in sadness today – like always – last day here – before I go back home – there. But in less than a month I will be back in – home here – again. That’s a small kind of comfort … very small though.

you beloved
city in center of all – culture
dearest in life

Well well … a wonderful day with sun and blue sky … in a long long walk … from one end to the other and also som curves here and there … when walking towards Liberty Bridge on a very busy street …. suddenly I see a man hitting his son … I couldn’t believe it! Then he hit him again … and so hard and furious. It was a family with four children. Youngest in a troller with the mum. I went up to the dad while he was hitting his son and I shouted:

-Stop it! Stop it!

The man looked at me and turned his back and walked away. One of the younger sons looked at me with astonished and large eyes. They all sneaked away but I took time to tell the dad that it was very very bad behavior. I was so angry! No one else reacted!

After a while … still thinking about the situation … I regret I didn’t ask the hitted boy if he was ok. Probably I too had been hit if done …

children
outstanding – most precious
our future

People are often cowards and fail in situations … I have experienced that myself … once in Naples, Italy … in daylight on a busy pavement … I was robbed … he pushed me forward and at the same time hold my arm … tore off my watch … ran away … I screamed … not a soul did a thing … that feeling … I will never forget … so I don’t like Italy … but had a nice time living with Saint Bridget (Birgitta) Systers both in Rome and Naples. That was a really memorable experience living with the Sisters. (Saint Birgitta) Sorry I couldn’t find a link to the Brigida house up on the hills above Naples – with spectacular view over city and Etna.

I could have written about the wonderful fountain on Margit Island. The dancing fountain.

drops of steps
actor in bewildering jets – true
art of balance

Carpe Diem: #1170 fountain.

Waves Unveiled

When the sun is shining … and it is 18°C … and there is an empty bench by the river Danube … and there is a perfect breeze … no body smoking around …

… when there is … like today …

body of roses
thoughts like happy piruetts
life is smiling

… a just so perfect day! Couldn’t be better. Well it could … if you were beside me …

ask me to cruise
all night long – loving
the upward curve

… I felt just crazy … in what was popping up … piruetting in my mind … I smiled … chuckled and giggled … crazy me … and I went on …

Well it would be nice to cruise on the Danube. In a nice room … in a pleasant bed … and with a sea view … of course …

a sip of nectar
a kiss of wild strawberry
my dizzy surrender

… with you … and your desire to … remember? …

waves unveiled
when string of kisses – opens
scent of violin flower

… I remember … clearly … like … a tip of tongue … remember … the taste of nectar.

Time went quickly and I had to get my salmon at the great market before they close. I always plan somewhere in my head so I was close to the tram. Right tram for market.

Went home to secure the salmon in refrigerator and off I went to check the film shooting outside Opera. Than finally a glass of wine in Anna café on Váci. Such a perfect day!

And I got a little sunburn – red I suppose …

Such Pleasure

How nice to read this post by Kristjaan in Carpe Diem. He told about feelings being close to nature. This is immensely important. But I think … not everyone know how to do … or even that it is an option. How sad! What about young people nowadays. Will they find – in their smartphones – what our generation finds in nature? Allow me to doubt!

searching the lost
most important of all – call
for nature

Today I had a day of pleasure. I was really in good mood. Went to the Thermal Bath. No turists only Hungarians …. and me. Not crowdy like in Szechenyi. Outdoors under the sky. 38° Oh how I enjoyed! Floating, swimming, doing some exercises … just for my wellbeing.

And then …. these water jets!!!! My back got a deep make over. Hard and strong – every knot inside disappeared. I shut my eyes. Me and the water in this mesmerizing jet. When I hold out my hands … palms upwards … to catch the yets … I felt as … they played piano with my fingers. Feeling my fingers to be the keys. It was amazing. I let myself be played … for a long time … and where were I with my mind … in that room I like so much.
I noticed people studied me but I didn’t bother. Was I standing out? I wondered.

such pleasure
connection to origin – habitat
water – loving life

These two I wrote after – on my way home – when sitting in the city center park -watching people – resting for a while – with so much peace in mind …

exhausted
after pleasure – living
above all

It took a long time … living … to find this balance … I nowadays feel … for my body … in my soul … in my life.
I think … I have definitely reached the best level … for living my life. I’m so happy and thankful.
And I think I am worth it because I have been working very hard on all levels … in life …. society … at work … … you name it!

Now is *After Work* – and I love it! Seize the day & Be live.

Crazy Art by me - Thinking about All My Rooms in Mind.
… pleasure in life …

Carpe Diem Namasté, the Spiritual Way #4
keepers of the earth.

Cats 1st March

I’m smiling – thinking of GP to choose ‘cat’ as prompt when March starts. The yelling soon to start too.
Cats are not very common in Budapest – not seen very much. But I have a cat café close. Very nice! Sometimes I need to pat a cat or dog. Miss so much to not have my own nowadays. It’s just impossible the way I live.

cats amusing
dancing around corners
nine lives

I’m sitting and thinking about cats … and at the same time …watching a ballet at classica.de on TV. Beautiful bodies, agile and supple as cats.
How beautiful the natural is!
Also when old I think. How sad when people change their bodies. Really sad.

Once I wanted to change my nose. Thought it was so big. That was as teenager. When a boy liked me – and I didn’t like him – I turned my profile towards him because I thought with such a nose he cannot like me anymore.
With my first salary I planned to have a surgery. Luckily that didn’t happen. I grew into my nose and now I like it.

B_ live

Talking about cats …I’m very specific about the nose … It must be orange framed dark 😉

Jeppe - Best Cat ever!
Me and my Jeppe.

Skrivpuff: Katt.

He was Outstanding

Will there ever be another conductor like him! No, of course not! He was just outstanding! He was one of the reason I started to enjoy classic music. How fascinated I became. Keeping the whole orchestra so strong in ones hands. Fantastic I thought and still think.

In Herbert von Karajan I also found that special sensitivity. I always look for that when it comes to artists of all kinds. Musicians as well as dancers.

Tonight at the premier of ”In our Past – We have the Present” and I met him. My – now – favorite choreographer. Actually he is the director. He was happy I came, he said, after the performance. Most happy I was – of course. How hard he had worked, I noticed. But now ”paid off” with ovations and applauds. He really has a wonderful dance group for his national dance theatre. I got three new favorites tonight. I had Alexandra (left) first and has still of course. She is also outstanding!

My two favorite female dancers.

One more female dancer now and two male dancers. They have classic schooling – which I want for contemporary dancers. Otherwise it tends to be more gymnastic than dance. So many practicing classic dance and when they grow up they have ‘wrong’ body measures for classic dancers. Life is hard for them. Luckily they can have a career as contemporary dancers.

PERFORMANCE ARTS – I LOVE ❤

Live and Die

tonight my skin
will miss the hot spring
it seems colder
©Basho

My skin too …miss that hot spring … I would like to sit there with the Master of masters. Talking about experiencing nature – its inner scent. Talking the poetry language.

like the steam
from inner body of earth – onsen
lifts my soul

This is not at all hard to imagine for me. This is something I love to take time for. Both in Hungarian ‘onsen’ and in my bathtub. Probably I will not vist Japan but I probably will visit Iceland where also ‘onsen’ can be find.

mighty nature
mountains and valleys – healthy
liquid for pleasure

In Hungary I have been to many termal bath from Hévíz in the south to Salt Hill in the north. I also have them close here in Budapest.

Salt Hill, Hungary
Salt Hill Eger, Hungary 2010.

dressed by onsen
I’m completely in your care
the touch of you

…. I’m now floating away … this must be heaven … this is how I want to die … dressed in onsen.
But in fact I want to end up in the sea. Hopefully my children will burn me up and then poor me out in a streaming river close to the sea. Then I want them to have a fun party – thinking about how much I enjoyed life.

How odd thinking about death when it’s all about pleasure with onsen. But for me death isn’t odd at all. Of course you must talk about it! It’s natural – or you have to make it natural. My children know – so no problem. I will die some day. No problem!

Until then I’m busy living … very busy! Tonight I’ve had an awesome evening. Premier contemporary dance event. Cannot be better!

Salt Hill, Hungary
Salt Hill, Eger, Hungary 2010.

Carpe Diem #1164 Onsen the hot springs of Japan.

Geisha – Not too Happy

Geisha, geiko or geigi are traditional Japanese female entertainers who act as hostesses and whose skills include performing various arts such as classical music, dance, games and conversation, mainly to entertain not only male customers but also female customers today.
Geisha, like all Japanese nouns, has no distinct singular or plural variants. The word consists of two kanji, 芸 (gei) meaning ”art” and 者 (sha) meaning ”person” or ”doer”. The most literal translation of geisha into English would be ”artist”, ”performing artist”, or ”artisan.”
A male geisha is called Taikomochi.

silent approach
geisha in modest movements
sends scent of lily

Last time in Budapest I went to an exhibition about geisha. I saw many beautiful things from Japan. Sadly I wasn’t allowed to take photos.
Today I went to the castle area on Buda Hills. So nice weather. I walked along both east and west side. On west side the sun prepared for sunset …

in purple blue sky
wanting you so much – to
walk by my side

… it was that kind of atmosphere … poetry popping up in my head … thoughts insisting on attention … in league with my fantasy …

Walking and talking. We would have a great time. I would struggle with my English. Being inspired by your way of using words in your poetic way. We would talk about life, places we have visited – wanting to visit, life philosophy, humanity in the world – the lack of humanity …

our breathing
same air under lasting sun – moment
awaiting the kiss

Then a Miniatyr Schnauzer – pepper and salt – caught my attention. So cute – szép, I said to it’s mother. She looked happy. We talked a little. The dog was a bit worried. Looking after the dad all the time, she said.
Then I spoke to some American turists because they thought – the smart crows solving a problem together in a wastebasket – were ravens. I wouldn’t let them go on thinking that so I told them it was crows. And we talked about how smart some birds can be. Even they can learn about traffic lights.

Now I feel almost like I have practiced the geisha role. Being entertaining a little … so I decided I was worth a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream.
Off I went to Anna café, Váci utca to watch people pass.

a lonely bird
searching for the flock
topped with cream

… and you know what!
The male servant – the Taikomochi – failed. Only milk foam.
He forgot the whipped cream!

Geisha left … not too happy … 😉 …

….. went off with a smile … of course!

Carpe Diem #1163 geisha, the beauty of Japan.

Wild – C’est la Vie

Today I have had a ‘free’ day. Nothing at all in my schedule. I love these days too. No problem to fill them. I take it slow and easy. Today I slept … well I wont tell you how long! Then I had my brunch with black coffee, seed crackers and goat cheese. Did some ‘musts’ and many more ‘lusts’.

At last I understood it was time for a hot bath. Sadly it wasn’t as hot as I wanted. Have to speak to the machine a bit more determined. Trying very hard to understand it after new circulation pump.

Put on an old list on Spotify. Didn’t get inspired – the three first tunes were oldies now boring – but then it happened …

tricky old
tapping on my heart – release
hips in rhythm

… This old heart of mine with Rod Stewart version with Ronny Wood. Now I’m in right mood. Then Sonny & Cher perfect for the mermaid. Every inch of the body wants to have a work through. Especially in hot water. Soft light. Today with a cup of tea. And my music.

In Bathtub

My kind of work ut.

kissing ‘n hugging
all that a body wants
you must give

Ha ha … Chuck wants to cheer me up. He knows exactly how to do it!

swinging the best
all times – c’est la vie – now
being a teen again

I’m working and swaying – feeling my best – mind and body totally free. Lost and happy. Free and flying. My thoughts are my surfing boards.

finding that special
wave in mind to jump on board
riding the other waves

What can I say more … breathe … Every Breath you Take … breathe … surf and breathe …

in the right age
just in the right time
waiting – for you

I’m ready …

I grab the plug … and let the water out … and …

no – not now
the hand shower went wild
simply the best

Now I die … totally wild too … thinking about one of my favorit dancer – Clare Turton (short dark hair) – dancing in Tinas show. She is just …. I die again … wildest ever … Live version … of course! (Clare Turton not in this version.)