so fragile
in it’s cute little fur
and strong
Carpe Diem’s Spring Retreat 2017 fragile beauty #4.
Well well well … I don’t know what to say about this story! First I thought:
-Why all this about God and religion!? That’s not interesting at all! Just boring!
the way you live
your life will tell about your need
for penitence
Interesting is life and life philosophy! No need for a God!
It shouldn’t be … in the time we live …
I probably sound harsh and tough talking about religion … so destructive, suppressing and inhibitory to people. I’m sorry – I’m not humble in this issue 🙂

Carpe Diem: #1127 penitence.
On the City Center square – called ”Stortorget” – an igloo was placed. With pink inviting light.
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!

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.

Daily Prompt: Invitation.
Med ögonlock som blinkar
tyngre och
tyngre.Med tankar som försvinner
längre och
längre bort.Med tangenter som snubblar
skulle sängen
upplevas skön
just nu.

Skrivpuff: Uppleva.
shut buds
waiting for lightning warmth
fragile beauty

Carpe Diem’s Spring Retreat 2017 fragile beauty .
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
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.
Carpe Diem: #1126 depend on yourself.
Mitt första minne … eller … mitt tidigaste minne … det jag kommer ihåg som allra yngst … var när min lillasyster föddes. På den tiden fick bara förstföderskor föda på BB. Både jag och min lillasyster föddes hemma i vår bostad.
Jag var då tre år och förstod att något spännande skulle hända. Jag ville vara med och hängde därför precis utanför dörren till rummet där mamma låg. Försökte kika in genom nyckelhålet och försökte få en glimt när någon öppnade dörren. Jag fick ju inte gå in. Min storasyster hade fått i uppgift att få bort mig därifrån och sysselsätta mig. Hon var åtta år då. Det gick inte.
söndagen i juli
en liten flicka föddes
min lillasyster
Det bestämdes att pappa skulle ta min storasyster och mig ut till Evedal och bada.
Kvar var mamma och barnmorskan.
Sedan slutade minnet.
Vem som är den nyfödda lillasystern syns nog.

Elder Sister, my Mother 80 this day, younger Sister and me
Skrivpuff: Första.