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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!

Crazy Art by me - Swinging my Life

Swinging while Listening.

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Observing while Listening.

Carpe Diem: #1139 Listening.


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 ….

Crazy Art by me - Ctrl Del

Carpe Diem: #1134 beyond control.


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.

Tar cream - Tjärsalva - mot Mygg - fight Mosquitos

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


I Promise

I also think everybody do some meditation from time to time. Some need to have guided meditation and some don’t. Some need structure and some don’t.
I think meditation is – I mean – meditation for me is to place myself on a kind of meta-spot above everything that is going on around. It’s like making yourself invisible. I’m fortunate – cause I can do it wherever I am – ‘disappear’ into my own world of thinking – meditating. Close my eyes …
And I like it.

I promise
when hands. heart and thoughts go
for peace in mind
you will like the colors
and no longer see the mist

I heard you talking. I heard about your dreams. I’m sad about the false. That is something that from now on – is ”was”. The most important is ”now” – from now on.
How would you like it to turn out?
Life is now – B i r g i t t a – you owe yourself to make it the best.

”cause – you’re worth it”      😉

Carpe Diem: #1131 meditation.


History – For Now

walking
the lonesome way
for now

a road
away from all
of you

you meet
in no understanding
of me

that life
was a story
no more

some lives
are nothing at all
but hurt

one life
between dark and light
a choice

for life
some enlightened melody
my choice

that history
with patterns in footsteps
sucks

absolved
the exempted droplet
in mind

some lines
not for your eyes
at all

only one
among all the others
talk

if not
what else turns for sure
to do

…  a kind of question … but not to be answered …


Popping-Ups … saved for future arrangements … of mine …


Thinking about ...

Blue Photo - Winds for Mills and Turbines

A Thought in Time

How interesting that…

open to emptiness
for every and only varieties
a thought in time

…  I can use my ‘morning popup’ as prelude here …
… and start to fill the emptiness …

because
crossings of thoughts always
fructifies

… I love crossings in every kind. Especially in ”My Holy Three” …

Crossing for thoughts
yours and mine.
Crossings in life
old and new.
Crossings in acting
dance and music.

…. so it is.

But! – Take care when crossing streets!


Daily Prompt: Crossing.

BR poetry - Emptiness & Filling ups