Tag Archives: #meditation

Spirited away

There is something about endless expanses that resonates with my soul. We had planned this trip since ten years and something always seemed to get in the way for doing it.

Then we just decided. The right time will never come, we just have to do it with what we’ve got, and off we went. Me, my sister and my father. Spending time with your family is so important. Do not take the time together for granted. And of course I left a poem in the Helags guest book.

My last adventure with my father was in 2013, when we took our motorbikes and drove from Sweden to Italy across the Alps. Something to remember. We have already decided that we are going to make a new adventure upcoming fall. New mountains to greet.

Finding your Master(s)

For every new skill you wish to master you need to find someone that inspire you. This summer I had the opportunity to paint with Joe Paquet, an amazing landscape painter that not only produce award winning paintings but also teaches from his heart.

Joe has a lot in common with my fabulous husband Farigh Ghaderi that invited him as a guest teacher to the Art Studio. I feel truly blessed for being in these two guys warm hands teaching me to paint and draw. And I was thrilled to hear that Joe is coming back this summer! Check it out!

For me nature truly is a place for recreation, inspiration and challenge.

Gryningstimmen

Det är tidig gryning, strax innan 5 på morgonen och jag är som vanligt vaken. Den här tiden är vad jag upplever som den klara, innan jag har fyllts med omvärldens alla intryck.

Jag har en stund då jag kan vända mig inåt och umgås med mig själv och mina tankar. Utan avbrott. Utan påverkan.

Meditation och koppla upp mig mot något större blir allt viktigare för att behålla perspektiven. I vardagen. I livet. I skrivandet. I andetagen.

I meditation finner jag svar på något jag undrat över, löser ett moment i skrivandet där jag inte vet hur jag ska gå vidare. I meditationen ropar jag ut en tystnad av frågor jag inte ens kan formulera, sedan lyssnar jag på ekot i mitt inre rum. Där svaren alltid har funnits.