Bulls in Lund

Idag blev det av att jag hälsade på tjurarna som man ser från motorvägen högt uppe på kullarna när man är på väg in mot Lund norrifrån. Jag var på cykeltur idag. 28 km blev det och i helt underbart men lite blåsigt väder.

Jag har länge velat se tjurarna på nära håll.

Bulls on the hill outside Lund. Bulls on the hill outside Lund. Bulls on the hill outside Lund. Bulls on the hill outside Lund.

My Love!

standing strong
in full bloom dressed purple
my heart bow

My feelings for nature and reading the post … the haiku was strong and wanted to be presented first. And I just follow my feelings and instincts …

the squirrel
grabs the fir cone in delight
a pulse of love

There are so many kinds of love in nature … a richness … a generosity … sharing … cykling … consensus … collusion … movements …. I will call it pulse.

(sometimes its difficult for me to find the right words, I’m sorry for that, I so wish my English was better)

The pulse of nature … the pulse in nature … the pulse out of nature …the pulse of grows and evolution in nature … that extraordinary energy and power … the pulse … only nature possesses …

osprey wings shiver
when ocean depth roar desperately
bay lost again
nature sometimes takes away
for new to soon be welcomed

… and I am just an observer … but also a part … which goes with a responsibility … for all of us.

my deepest love
for that mighty creativity
only in nature
when meeting the you
only to pulse together

… could be read … ‘my love’ … instead of … ‘the you’ …

My love!



Carpe Diem #1176 Theme Week Hafiz (2) lover.

In the Mountain

Writing ghazal – what a challenge! I had to look up some Swedish explanation and found also Swedish poets in this kind of poetry. Gustav Fröding is one of our great poets.

I will try …

I wanted to travel to the best view on a mountain.
I thought your secret was hidden on the mountain.

The clouds always brought love letters from the top.
And the stamps had a great picture of your mountain.

The birds in the sky were singing the content to me.
Their wings made traveling easier to my mountain.

The flowers on the ground made my steps lighter.
Their colors brightened my way up to the mountain.

In every breath I felt your welcoming and longing kiss.
Kisses like snowflakes covering the top of my mountain.

Last day sun is burning hot and hiding behind your top.
You made it Sofi! now rewarded and worth the mountain.

Well well well … that feels very constructed … probably has to be worked on more … so I can feel I am content with it … but however … its my first …. and I wonder …

in the mountain
the most grounded can be found
only my soul

… as always …. wonder I do … will it be the last?

Bruksvallarna Sweden 2008

 Carpe Diem Universal Jane # 12 Mountain View.

A Cocktail for Life

lies within the listener –
a cuckoo’s call
(c) Chiyo-Ni

morning glories –
in the middle of a dream

(c) Chiyo-Ni

I pick up the loneliness thread …. It’s a bit sad thinking about loneliness … or? Being alone doesn’t mean loneliness. I often like to be alone. Worst is when people feel loneliness when being with other people, I think.

travelled sadly to the heart
raindrops falling

Nobody should need to feel loneliness in a caring society. When will we get there?
So far … just a dream…
dreaming high
a struggle up the mountain
to a shrine view
To dream is crucial important, I think. And just as important is that … the dreams do not have to come true. They just are giving so much feeling-good on the way – while dreaming. To be able to dream you need a good portion of imagination and fantasy. Best spices for living life I think.
honey in mind
smooth start for fantasy – sets
pinecones rolling
Now thinking about how wonderful the coconut oil is for the skin. … Has to be another chapter …
Until then … Please have a cocktail for life ….
A Cocktail for Life!

Carpe Diem #1159 Matto, birthplace of Chiyo-Ni.

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.

High … really!

Such a beautiful picture! Amazing landscape. A place on earth where I could wish to die – when it is time – but not now.
Captivating and feeling the colors, the highlands touching the sky – it’s like poetry …

the highland sky road
worthy my feet – only if  my heart
feel the beauty

… and also captivating in its mighty desolation. Such places are to me – as I believe churches are to religious people.

My little Daisy – The Tibetan – in the Highlands of Norway. She loved it and so did I. Some years ago. Miss you ❤
Daisy - The Tibetan - Highlands of Norway

Carpe Diem: #1128 Imagine the Road to Santiago.

Raven - Far and Close

Renewal is Revival after Pillage

There is such mess in our world! The worst made by human hands. Worst because somebody made a choice of pillage. There are always humans to blame in this case. Well of course the nature itself also creates disasters. But not by a choice … I think – with my kind of knowledge … so far. I’m fascinated by the power of nature. Very much. And by contrasts … as you already know. The good and bad – pillage …. so to say.

stumps and splinters
chipped and left by nature forces
sad pillage
a desert of disaster might prosper
if invaded by energy of origin

Daily Prompt: Pillage.

“A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.” Albert Einstein

 View - Fuerteventura Desert Landscape