Are you an activist? Do you have a personality that fights for your believes and hides your fear because the bigger cause is too important?
I don’t have that personality. I’m not good at fighting for what I believe in. I’m a diplomat. But, sometimes I take on the activist role, because I want to or because I wish I knew how to take the fight.
But it’s so hard to take a role that isn’t natural. And I often feel terrible during the try.
However, I believe it’s great for all of us to question our natural role and why we like to do what we’ve always done. Maybe stepping outside is a good thing, even though the direct result is terrible. I vote for long term success!
I tried my first class of hatha yoga today. Now I’m full of stardust and karma.
I have a new bright red nail polish named Wildfire. It feels a bit more like spring. And I guess the name is a good description of life now, chaotic, hectic but good.
I bike around town on my red bicycle embracing every single minute of spring. Because it’s here, finally! And even though I still have my heavy coat and my purple beanie I feel much more energised than just some weeks ago when every thing was grey and just above zero.
With spring and all the energy it feels like I get myself back slowly, waking up from hibernation.
What’s better to start the week with time-travel at the open-air museum Skansen. It’s a miniature historical Sweden on the island Djurgården with a view that’s pretty even a grey monday in March…
We visited some old homes, fully furnished with realistic surroundings, a hardware store and a glasmaker.
We decided to have luxury lunch at the Voltaire Sisters in their pretty brick building before we headed towards the fields and the gardens of Rosendal.
The sun was shining for most of the time, recalling summer memories and picnic cravings. I’m very happy that I get to spend my days with these lovely women in this lovely city!
700 hundred people will write for 100 days in a row in the #blogg100 challenge. I’m one of the fools trying to come up with a story for every day in the upcoming 99 days, we started yesterday.
It’s snowing outside my window. I’m telling people I love them, that they’re important to me. To buffer them against idiots and heartbreak and demons. You should do the same to the people you care for.
It might feel a little weird at first, but when you see how important it is for someone to hear that they’re loved you’ll quickly adapt. I think we should care more for each other, that we can’t care enough. And it’s healing.