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Between now and then

French bedroom

Once I was young.  Sometimes when I utter these words, I realize too late that the receiving person is older than me. I can be socially inept that way. People help me out, though, and tell me that I'm still young, and indeed, in their perspective, I might be. But once I really was young and even back then, I wanted to write books. I secretly wanted to anyway; my official life plan was to become a physicist and do research in Theoretical Physics. That sounds much better coming from a 22-year old with big ambitions. But when I read my old diari[...]

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Awakening city (Sweden in Corona times)

Morning coffee

Each morning I sit by my window regarding how the city slowly awakens. Today the city pulse seems to return slowly but I can sense something different about it; it seems calmer and more harmonious than a few months ago. Maybe I am imagining it as our household has become more serene during these weeks. Maybe I'm affected by what I've read about people around the planet pausing in their lives, waking up after years of "automatic living". A kind of forced mindfulness for the more privileged on our planet who have been talking about mindfulness for years but not app[...]