Tag Archive: Awareness

Feelgood weekend (in Oslo)

Yesterday Oslo’s outdoor cafés were packed with people in sunglasses and sneakers. Today it is snowing. It’s March and this is to be expected. Hence why I embrace it, sitting here at Funky… Continue reading

Ask and you shall receive

I take time to sit down at my desk, with no distraction but the empty screen. A glass of red wine to my left. A plate of sliced parmesan cheese to my right.… Continue reading

Fleeting feelings

It’s been two weeks and the sensation of waking up the sound of the Costa Rican rainforest, it’s tropical birds and cheeky little monkey’s, feels long gone. My faded summer skin is back… Continue reading

International Women’s Day

It is almost midnight and International Women’s Day is soon over for Scandinavia. But across the World is has been acknowledged, and my hope is that it has shed light on the virtues… Continue reading

This beautiful scene

It’s 7 am and I am having coffee in my little kitchen. Standing by the counter as there are no chairs. I didn’t want the sound of my crumbling crisp bread sandwich to… Continue reading

Home for the holidays

I’m sitting comfortably in a spacious seat in a silent train car travelling along the coast from Stockholm to Hudiksvall. One my one side, a woman is quietly knitting and on the other,… Continue reading

Thoughts and Thank You’s

November is almost finished. Everywhere around me there are signs that December and Christmas is around the bend. Last night I noticed that the park where we lay kissing last summer is covered… Continue reading

The real remedy

When I wrote my last blog post, I thought I was at a turning point. But actually, I went even further off track. Every day that week I felt like I was digging… Continue reading

November haze

Monday and a new start of some sort. I caught the classic dragged out November cold and can’t remember when I last felt energetic or refreshed. As if someone had pulled a thick… Continue reading

October captured on camera

1st of November and it seems the longer I don’t write the more difficult it becomes. To put words on this thing I call life. These things that keeps me busy as yellow… Continue reading