Posts Tagged ‘Universe’
Change angle
Posted on: August 1, 2011
When you change the way you look at things,
the things you look at change
Wayne Dyer
Be You
Posted on: May 27, 2011
The dreams that you dare to dream
Posted on: May 13, 2011
And the dreams that
you dare to dream
really do come true.
From “Over the rainbow” by Judy Garland
Northern Lights dancing over me
Posted on: March 2, 2011
- In: Happy Days
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There were Northern Lights over Hudiksvall last night!
Last time I saw it here was in 2001, and just like yesterday, it was only a vague shade of turquoise dancing on the sky, but none the less, the most beautiful thing.
It rarely occurs on this latitude, in fact you have to travel 1000 kilometres north to be within the Arctic Circle region, where the Northern Lights can be spotted. And even then, it only arise under perfect conditions.
I spent three weeks at the ICEHOTEL in Jukkasjärvi in 2007 and even though we went out on snow mobiles in the middle of the night we never saw the famous Aurora Borealis.
It would have been the most amazing experience to have witnessed it there. But now, I got to see at least a shade of it from my bedroom window.
I had just come back from my friend’s house, where we had made dinner and shared a bottle of wine. It was late, I had walked home for half an hour, I was completely beat and the red wine had put me in a drowsy state. I had just crashed in bed when I noticed a green light reflecting on the wallpaper.
I tried to keep my eyes open as I watched the light dance behind the tree tops. I knew the scene would have been so much better from an open field, but the thought of putting clothes on and going out in minus ten degrees again seemed too hard at that hour.
Instead, I dragged my bed to the window and let the universe of lights and stars rock me to sleep.
Happy Forever Now!
Posted on: December 31, 2010
A New Year.
According to the Gregorian calendar a year is made up by 365.242199 days but sometimes, due to a mismatch with astronomical events, time needs to take a leap to re-synchronize with the calendar. Hence why we get an additional day in February every forth year.
In the Hebrew calendar a 13th lunar month is added seven times every 19 years to the twelve lunar, to keep its calendar year from drifting through the seasons too rapidly.
And in Iranian calendar they have found a way so that every 33th year, the leap year will have a span of five years.
And then of course there is the Chinese calendar, the Hindu and the Buddhist calendars which use their own formula for calculating time.
Time is nothing but Mathematics.
One could even suggest that time does not exist, except as a make believe in our minds.
But of course, I have a hard time to grapple that because I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the idea.
Why do we need to cut and portion out time as if the bigger plate would be too much to handle?
Why do we need to stop and play as if New Years Eve was an end to a chapter and New Years Day a beginning to a greater book?
Is it to escape our past? Is it because we like the idea of starting over? Becoming better people? Changing our ways? Making better choices?
Even if you don’t make New Years resolutions, don’t you silently feel more prone to reflect on the past year and more likely to look forward to the next, and most probably wish deep down there, that things will get better?
That there is still time.
But maybe the whole idea of time is what got you off track in the first place?
Happy Forever Now! (while trying to come to terms with the non-existing, on-going paradox of time)
Take me there
Posted on: December 19, 2010
- In: Great Quotes | Real Poetry
- 1 Comment
Take me to the places on earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break you heart, and I will take you to the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Watch your thoughts!
Posted on: October 30, 2010
Watch your thoughts,
for they become words.
Watch your words,
for they become actions.
Watch your actions,
for they become habits.
Watch your habits,
for they become character.
Watch your character,
for it becomes your destiny.
Frank Outlaw
Mom and I chose to stay in Monterosso, the biggest of the five villages, because mom wanted to stay close to the beach.
And actually, I didn’t mind either.
Monterosso’s old town was gorgeous.
And we couldn’t have found a more lovely Bed & Breakfast.
L’Antica Terazza was a true traveller’s dream; clean, comfy, situated on the cutest little cobble stone piazza with daily fresh foccaccia and croissants for breakfast and a stunning roof top terrace where local wine and limoncello was put out for free every evening.
The atmosphere in Cinque Terre is really romantic and lots of people go there on honeymoons. Of course, it would have been nice to snuggle up with someone in the couch on the terrace or have someone to hold hands with while walking on the beach at night, but at this point in my life, I couldn’t be happier to share this holiday with my mother.
On the day of my birthday, our last day in Italy, she woke me up 7 a.m. to wish me a Happy Birthday. While we lay there next to each other (yes, there was only one bed) she told me about the night I was born. We went downstairs and had breakfast before I ran off quickly to an internet café to check our flights leaving from Bologna to Stockholm the next day. 120 new e-mails – most of which birthday congratulations from friends and family.
I was so moved! So grateful!
There was also a pretty sweet message from The Universe. Now, I know, they probably send the same message to everyone on their birthdays, but somehow, I still took it to heart.
You’re the kind of person, Helen, Who’s hard to forget A one-in-a-million To the people you’ve met. Your friends are as varied As the places you go, And they all want to tell you In case you don’t know: That you make a big difference In the lives that you touch, By taking so little And giving so much!
Mom stayed on the beach while I headed off for a few hours of hiking.
On the way I popped into a bar for a coffee and some chit-chat with the local old men. When I mentioned that it was my birthday they insisted on paying for my coffee – and cheek kisses.
I love speaking Italian! And apparently I have a knack for it. A man I met on the hike said I didn’t even have an accent, but then after a while he changed his mind, saying I did have an accent, a Roman accent. I pick up languages and accents like a sponge, it is almost embarrassing.
I got to practice my Italian a lot. Mom contributed to the conversations by smiling and nodding. Like I used to do, ten years ago.
It was our last evening in Monterosso and our B&B had booked a table for us at one of the town’s best restaurants; Miky. We had a seafood platter for starters and a great spaghetti with pesto Genovese as main. When our desserts came out, the apple pie with vanilla ice-cream had a lit candle in it and they turned off the lights and everyone sang Happy Birthday for me.
A Happy Day it was indeed.
Looking up. Looking in…
Posted on: September 6, 2010
My mind is pulling in all sorts of direction right now.
One part of me tries to realize that I leave for Italy in two days while another is looking for job opportunities in the Caribbean this winter. Or some other sunny place.
All this time I am loving my country in its autumn outfit; fresh and earthy.
I almost fell into the ditch Saturday, biking home after a delicious wine and cheese indulgence with my childhood friend Pernilla (blue cheese on ginger bread biscuit with pear marmalade and honey coated pecan = deadly combination)
It was midnight and the sky was velvet blue, the scent of garden apples filled the air. I know these streets, these pastel wooden houses and hills. I still love coming home to find my memories intact, unchanged, right where I left them.
But what mislead my thoughts were the amount of stars blazing up above.
With the risk of sounding nonchalant, but it was almost like the skies at beaches abroad. The ones you just can’t stop staring at.
Why don’t we raise our gaze at the skies at home?
Why don’t we enjoy, more often, what’s in our own back yard?
I got off my bike and walked to the middle of a little square park. The grass was damp and the sound of cars passing by with teenagers pumping music made me smile and feel like I was an alien that had landed accidentally in this beautiful setting, that no one around seemed to take notice of.
I stood there for a long time. Looking up. Looking in.
Even though my mind, with all its desires and decisions are as scattered as the stars, my soul rested in the completeness of the picture.
Knowing that one day, it will make perfect sense.
Love ‘em or Leave ‘em?
Posted on: June 24, 2010
I had just written this:
Another week has passed by.
With showers of rain, mist, a few glimpses of sunshine.
That could be said about my thoughts too.
I have been ready to resign from this job at least three times a day.
I have felt completely lost in a haze of doubt and questions about my choices and options.
But I have also tried to look at the bright side of things:
- All the fresh, ice-cold water you can drink, right on tap?
- Two wonderful people living under my roof, the blessings of new friendship?
- The experience of living, learning (hard way or not) about myself and others?
Yes, so this job is not what I had expected and it has to do with the management.
Their personal issues affect the attitude of their staff and create a negative feeling within the walls.
There are too many details that I won’t go into now, but basically I’ve gotten yelled at every day.
For things I didn’t know I could possibly do wrong.
(one of the cleaning ladies said it right:
“Helen, don’t worry. Had you done it the other way it would have been wrong anyway”)
A decision needs to be made within the next couple of days.
Stay or Leave?
………………………..
When I received this:
Actually, Helen, it’s easier to accept others, than to change them.
It’s wiser to understand them, than to get angry.
And most of the time, it’s more fun to love ‘em, than to leave ‘em.
Your call,
The Universe
Coincidence or not, the power of the Universe works in various ways!
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