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All Winds – In Right Time

I picked two of my Tarot cards. The cards I got from my youngest daughter. About Goddesses. I wrote about them in the beginning of this pilgrimage.
Well now … thinking about ”arriving at the right moment” …. thinking more … cannot remind me any wrong moments arrival … so … in my mind … I arrive in the right moment … or if not … I probably make it right …

The Goddess of Sea and The Goddess of Love – were my two cards for today. Now I think about being The Eternal Minister of All Winds in The Royal Republic of Ladonia. All these titels arriving in my mind … maybe the right moment … or not … Do you know about Ladonia?

All Winds Ministry’s – declaration:

-“All Winds” is the predecessor to free movement everywhere and encourages all types of boundless movement – forward, backward, upward, downward, inward, outward, beyond, within, around, pirouettes, minuets, jumps, leaps and pas de deux. All Winds demonstrates how space is gained and free movement defended.-

… now … how to tie all together …

on pilgrimage
walking side by side with love
in all winds
from everywhere in right moment
touched by the sea and so trustful

… hope you enjoyed this odd read and I assure you – you arrived just in time – the right time!

Carpe Diem: #1140 arriving at the right moment.

Sometimes – Works Well

here and there
searching for peace in mind – sometimes
works well

Inspired Franschhoek South Africa Oct2016 by Lize Bard.

Most Best

Listening – so important! Not only the listening to other people which indeed is essential in communication. But also to your inner voice. This I have been very good at lately – but wasn’t before. Before I listened to everybody else’s inner (mostly not expressed in words) voices. That was then. While working. Now is ”after work” and I like that so much. Every age has been exciting and I have always liked the age I’m in. I love my grey hair and like it to shine just as much as when it was blond.
Back to ”listening” … I seem to flood outside subject …. and I seem to focus a lot about myself … perhaps it’s ok when on a pilgrimage … is it?
… so back to listening …

in wind’s melody
I can see all the flowers – dancing
to the voice of nature
the carol I feel – I am
most best listening to

… you know … I am an ”observer” … and I am … what Susan Cain call ”Quiet” … and above that – like spicing it up – I am very curious …
I am very busy being me … on my pilgrimage … and 24 hours ”After Work” … and I like it!
I ❤ it!

Ps. Sometimes I choose the wrong word. Like ‘quite’ in stead of ‘quiet’ … it’s all about spelling … that English!

Swinging while Listening.

Observing while Listening.

Carpe Diem: #1139 Listening.

Hacking Humans

In times – now – when war is about hacking. Hacking into computers, hacking into elections, hacking into …. sounds almost like hacking has become automatic. Automatically interfere into other’s business.
So next step – I think – will be …

birth and death
automatic constants in nature
also erasing

… hacking into humans. Like making tomatoes taste more. To hack into humans you only need the carefully prepared food to make people like, behave and vote as you wish. Scientifically it’s possible of course. Just a matter of time.
So beware about what you put into your body!
The history of hacking has started.
-The destructive human – so sad!

Daily Prompt: Automatic.
Skrivpuff: Historik.

Ctrl Del

I cannot help smiling when reading about ”beyond control” and Chevrefeuille’s problem. Sorry Kristjaan 😉 I’m thinking about when I deleted my first hard-disc about 20 years ago. I went to one of my IT Gurus to get it restored. He said to me:

– Freshly dared half erased! The world will not succumb!

This had a great impact on me. It always can be fixed. Now my son is my Gury. He started to work very young with these technical boys. They also had the first BBS in Sweden (I think in all Scandinavia). We got our first computer an IBM 1980. That’s when my son started to learn programming – by himself.
Before that it was Fax – when connecting to the world – do you remember?
It’s fun to be part of the early days.

My Mac, my miniPad and my iPhone are very important to me. I must have ”back-ups” of all kinds to secure. But ….

wandering my way
puzzled by life and html
ctrl del
every way or track I enter – want to
find what’s worth learning

… beyond control … I lay back and live life a bit more intensive … and then I take control again. I’m very persistent and solution-focused when I decide to.
One could say – I have learnt by life – lessons – the hard as well as the easy way – and I’m still learning – love to learn ❤

Now I would like to add a quote I read yesterday in Forestbather’s blog. I think you understand why …. 😉 Hamish I hope you don’t mind?

Quote - Miyamoto Musashi
I try too … but sometimes …. I fail ….

Carpe Diem: #1134 beyond control.

My Dear Feet

my dear feet
you make my life – extraordinary
every day
I just provide you with
the best walking boots

Carpe Diem: #1133 walking the Road.

Walking with Mosquitos

When I read about the struggle today I was reminded about my walk along Kungsleden in north of Sweden. It was 1968. We started in Abisko and passed our highest mountain Kebnekajse. So beautiful and so interesting. Most of all I remember the people we met. Some happy Austrian men in Tyroler lederhosen – drinking and singing, a bunch of young men we got a lot of fishes when fishing together and had a nice evening grilling and that lovely Danish young couple – they had brought tins with delicious food, crabs and things like that. Heavy to carry. We had army food in our backpack. Typical Danish – they like to enjoy life. I love that. Like ”You only live once”. And finally at Kebnekajse ….

along the road
so many refreshing souls
fresh trout and char
forgetting the struggle
to fully enjoy life

… we spent the night with an old mountain man in a little cabin. With a nice fireplace. He could tell me why my eyes were so swollen. And he gave me a good advice about mosquitos. Mosquitos love me – I hate them. It doesn’t help with garlic! But it helps with tar. I love tar! In summertimes I must have my tar cream – in case of mosquitos in a radius of several (Swedish) miles. It will keep them away.
I remember my uncle used tar (tjära) when a hen was hurt due to hacked in the back.

Carpe Diem: #1132 ‘The wrong answer will indicate the right one.’ (Petrus).

Helt snurrigt!

Jag har gjort ett avtal med mig själv. Jag ska skriva ner alla bra tankar. Innan har de försvunnit helt när jag skulle haft användning för dem. Borttappade. Det är väldigt irriterande.

-Tänk om någon annan hittar min tanke! vilken fasansfull tanke. Den tappade jag inte bort. Det är inte lite märkligt med tankar. Jag har alltid undrat vad de består av. En gång var vi i tider när man inte visste att ljud bestod av vågor i luften. Uttynande vågor som aldrig tar slut. Någonstans där ute finns rester av alla ljud samlade. Eller inte. Atmosfären är kanske inte den rätta.

-Är det likadant med tankar, undrar jag.

-Kanske är det en tidigare världs samlade tankar som blev ”the big bang”. Det snurrar och far i en väldig fart där ute. Precis som tankarna i mitt huvud. En del vilda som tar egna vägar. Andra samlade runt olika ämnen. Som om de var sökande efter rätta svar. Undrar vad månen söker för svar om jorden? Medan jorden själv solar sig i andras tankar omkring ett brinnande ämne.

uppdraget utfört
en puff tänkt i nedtecknad stil
helt snurrigt

Ps. Må ha sin förklaring. Glömde att kolla klockan när den ringde, steg upp, lagade kaffe och bredde mina frö knäcke. Satte mig tillrätta för lugn frukost i god tid innan hemfärden skulle påbörjas.
Sååååå god tid var det ju inte tänkt! Klockan var 23:19 – den tid när nyheterna är på engelska i ungerska TVn. Jag hade glömt radera 23:19 när jag lade mig tidigare än vanligt. Trodde det var 05:45. Nu är klockan 02:56.
Jag har alltid hatat akademiska kvartar. Kan ni förstå det?

Earth Speed - Det Snurrar