A heart without wrinkles



"Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim." ~Vicki Harrison


“Talent hits a target no one else can hit; Genius hits a target no one else can see.” - Arthur Schopenhauer

Memory Lane

As we go on
We remember
All the times we
Had together

Med sol och blomdoft i melodin


Að vera einstakt er betra en að vera fullkomin


November rain

It may be our perfections that attract one another.
But it’s our imperfections that decide whether we stay together or not.

Most disagreements are caused by different perceptions that created different realities


We must walk in peace
It's the only way
If we want to see the morning
Of a brighter day

Patience, little sisters
Patience, little brothers
Patience, patience
We're gonna find a way

September - Earth, Wind & Fire

Rolling with you, hand in hand

My favorite hello and hardest goodbye. Come back soon. 

An old soul's clutter

I think that I'm thinking that I think - I think too much.

Instant Triple Power

Polish the brain and take the siesta's. 



So close to magic

Dine well

Food is powerful.

"Salsa dancing with my confusion"


Waking life

“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” Viktor E. Frankl

Cosmic bubble


Slow dance

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
or listened to rain slapping the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight,
or gazed at the sun fading into the night?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
time is short, the music won’t last.

Do you run through each day on the fly,
when you ask “How are you?”, do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
with the next hundred chores running through your head?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
time is short, the music won’t last.

Ever told your child, we’ll do it tomorrow,
and in your haste, not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, let a friendship die,
’cause you never had time to call and say hi?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
time is short, the music won’t last.

When you run so fast to get somewhere,
you miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,
it’s like an unopened gift thrown away.

Life isn’t a race, so take it slower,
hear the music before your song is over.  
                                                                                                               ~David L. Weatherford. 



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