Fear. I am not afraid of anything but you and what you represent to me. To fear you means to abandon me for the sake of others. It means to clip my wings so they can be attached to somebody else. And as much as I enjoy being helpful and supportive, it does cause me to slowly … Continue reading An empath‘s story
Swim with the stream, not against it, I remembered them say. And when I saw this terribly frightening storm come towards me, I remembered. I remembered to not hold up against it, but to instead open up to it. I opened my arms and let the storm in; it whirled me up a bit and … Continue reading The storm
Love is what keeps earth’s balance, what keeps us calm amidst all the insanity, this complexity. Real or not, this world, who knows, but with love, with love we suddenly know, with love we suddenly just are, we are enough. Everything just suddenly is enough.
What shall I write the hand asked the heart for did it want to express the troubles of the heart. But the heart remained silent as there was no way to transform what was felt into lines of ink just yet. These sudden emotions rumbled like thunderstorms above stormy waters, untamable and unpredictable, scarily dark … Continue reading What shall I write
This love, it cannot be tamed, it cannot be kept safely within boundaries, it cannot last forever but it sure can be ignited every day anew. It can warm us from the inside on those frosty winter days, it can be the flickering but steady light in the seemingly endless dark. Whenever we are ready, … Continue reading This love
Today I met the sun above the clouds. She smiled and touched me gently, and kissed my sorrows away. What a rare and beautiful encounter that was, above these clouds today.
When the red ball kisses the horizon and the river starts to softly sing her goodnight song, then I too will have to leave my last footsteps on this muddy ground and join the wind on her last ride home.
When sometimes people ask me why I start laughing at most random times, I like to tell them that it’s often for no particular reason but the absurdity of life itself. To me, it’s like imagining monkeys in a zoo sitting at tiny tables drinking out of tiny cups – it doesn’t make sense – … Continue reading Monkeys
They say I am different, well actually, they don’t. I say it to myself, because I feel it so, so misplaced in these daily surroundings; where instead I want to run and jump and hike want to cover myself with a sky full of stars want to dive deep into that river of passion want … Continue reading Different
Through this dark and snowy night I wandered without anyone noticing, it was long after midnight. The wind blowing ice-cold air in my face, I heard footsteps cracking through the snow, they were mine. Freedom is what came to my mind. The freedom to walk through this beautiful winter scene long after midnight alone without … Continue reading Beautiful Finland