“To rid yourself of old patterns, focus all your energy not on struggling with the old, but on building the new.” — Dan Millman (Way of the Peaceful Warrior) Good advice concerning any habit. Not doing things is way harder than doing other things instead. Right now I’m building the habit of…
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I was a fallen angel
A week ago I was a fallen angel. It was awesome, being part of a legion propagating chaos throughout a world of elves, orcs, dragons, swords, bards and magic. And goodness knows what else. An epic love-story was in it for me, as well, now captured into a song. There…
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Midnight sun and snowy peaks
What is this? Work. A sun that sets at night. A soft bed, hot bath-water, no miles to go before sleep. Reality? I don’t know. The mountains were real, and as always they made me feel so very much alive. I suppose it is good to be home, still I…
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Till Fjälls!
Off towards adventures! I have these mountains to investigate. Who knows what they look like underneath the snow? And under the midnight sun, nonetheless! Looking forward to a week of wilderness, and then another week of LARPing. Later, Reality! The mountains are calling And I must go Expect me when…
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Is this the freedom I’ve heard so much about?
How do I put the past week into words? A dream, a journey, or an adventure? So much spontaneity, creativity, and love with such complete disregard for the future that the fear of it is temporarily kept at bay. I want to live more like this; just saying yes to…
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Bare feet and glass splinters
Life goes on. Feelings abound. Down into the deepest trenches, up into and beyond the sky. All in just a few weeks’ time. Somewhere within the pain and euphoria is the thing which keeps urging me on. So I keep walking. Keep running. My feet hardly hurt at all anymore.…
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All days are nights
I truly love Which is harder to do Than to dream of Love, Winterdragon
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The joy of running
To get up before six o’clock and run in the chilly morning air. For over an hour. Before breakfast. Barefoot. This is a thing I do now. Regularly, even. Just a few years ago the very thought would have appalled me, but as it is I even find myself looking forward…
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Twelfth Night
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That was a most excellent staging of Twelfth Night. Not least the abundance of Shakespearean insults; their translations had me laughing almost until I cried. I think…
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Planets, galaxies and coming back to life
Achievement unlocked: observe all planets through a telescope! Mercury, I got you at last, and in crescent shape nonetheless. This was a most excellent night of stargazing, and just what I needed after these past few weeks of hell. Planets, moons, satellites, star clusters, nebulae, galaxies. Glimmers of hope in…