Månad: april 2019

Dear May…

… you come bearing sunshine, you come bearing love. ”and there you were, right there, in the middle of things.” – beautiful now   As I find myself moving with the waves, a sense of peace floating through my veins. The sun caressing my heart, the Moon my entire being. Providing me with love and light. Dear nature, dear ocean, you feed me hope. You feed me laughter. The way you so effortlessly transform into a beautiful work of art.  Darling May, breathe my air, and kiss me there. I’m a little cold, but your lips fire up my soul. Run wild with me, let us chase our dreams. Today won’t come again. May is all about speaking with honesty. Living with integrity, boldness and compassion. The words you speak become the house you live in. Now is the time to trust. Trust yourself, trust your calling. Staying open to how the sky, at night, changing its colors, hour by hour. May is for magical, heart-warming evenings. Nature, and humans, reborn. Wherever life plants you, …

You are never fully completed

”There will always be room for more;more wisdom, more love, more you.”   I think that is one of the biggest problem with humanity today; that we are so caught up in our own lives, in our own way of living, that we think that it is the only way to live. It’s not. Our friends, family and neighbour might choose a completely different path, and that’s ok. It’s totally fine. Diversity is what makes us thrive. What makes us bloom like an early spring day. Everyone flourishing differently, unapologetically, in their own way. Humans need to learn from each other; gain wisdom, love and clarity by interacting with one another. First and foremost, we need to start listening. Listening without judgement. Listening with respect for our fellow humans. Asking questions, when we do not understand. Ask, and listen. My path may be different from yours, my goals may be far from yours, and my desires may be too much for you to handle. And that’s ok. It’s totally fine. I want you to walk your …

Dear April…

… take my hand, inhale my breath. We won’t die, as long as we don’t fall in love. ”April dear, I breathe you in like air.”   Time standing still. The warm, golden light, burning through my window, caressing my cheeks, awakening my body. Dreaming of doing everything in life, and nothing on rainy Sundays. Watching captivating sunsets, and counting countless numbers of stars. Happily having you, blooming in my arms. Speaking with no words, undressing me with your eyes. Whatever you do, I swear, you got me feeling butterflies.  April is for getting lost in translation. Being curious and bold. Breathing in lust, breathing out fear. Breathe me in like air. It’s about black coffee, poetry and letting go. Soft raindrops against the window, purifying dark winter souls. Touch me with no hands, with your eyes. As long as you touch me, I know we will be fine. April is for being affectionate, playful and passionate. Confident, happy and alive. Stop looking for it on the outside, when it’s already resting within, patiently awaiting …