The Last Step on the Stairs

 
Mossbeväxt är trappan och räcket har fått sprickor på ålderns höst. Ogräset vandrar och blommorna sover i rabatten sedan länge. På den tomma platsen sitter minnet, mjukt och varmt, och jag återvänder med öppet sinne till vårt möte den dagen. Tyst slocknade din röst när trötta fötter ville följa lyran och sången igen. Du var redo att följa ljuset och dö till evighetens morgon. Det kändes så tomt efter dig; solens ljus gick ner för att sedan stråla starkare igen. Det sista steget på trappan tillhör oss, så här vill jag sitta en stund och tänka på dig, kära vän.  
 

The stairs are mossy and railings have cracked from old age. Many weeds are wandering, and the flowers here have been sleeping in the garden for a long time. On an empty spot sits an memory, soft and warm, and I return with an open mind to our meeting that day. Quietly your voice grows extinct, though your tired feet would follow the lyre and singing again. You were ready to follow the light and die for eternity each day, or tomorrow. It felt so empty without you; the sun's light went down and then radiated stronger again. The last step on the stairs belongs to us, so here I want to sit for a moment and think of you, my dearest friend.

/Ingela

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The Vitality of Life

Livskraftens osynliga band, går från hand till hand och håller våra hjärtan samman och den natur som vi alla är en del av. Ändlöst lång är vår väv tillsammans; havets vågor och hennes smärta, allt är en del av mig och allt jag bär tillhör även dig. Ensamheten, den stora, gråter ibland på avstånd, men samhörigheten är nära och kan kännas genom det öppna fönstret, där alla världar kan mötas, där inget är åtskillt från dig. Döden och livets lund av gemensam stund.
 

Power and vitality, an invisible band going from hand to hand and keeping our hearts together in this Nature that we are all a part of. Limitless is the fabric that unites us: even the ocean waves share our pain. Everything is a part of me and everything I wear also belongs to you. The loneliness, the immense, sometimes cries in the distance, but the affinity is close and can be felt through this open window within, where all worlds meet, where nothing is separate from you. Death and life are simply a garden of shared moments.

/ Ingela

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Kissing the Bear On Its Nose

Ingela is so amazing... no matter what happens to her in her life, she embraces it as if it were a lover, a long lost friend. I saw this picture of an illustration by the great Swedish artist, John Bauer, and it made me think of her, meeting the obstacles of life, and kissing them on their nose. For example, the entire heating system of her home just broke and it will cost her 100,000 Krona to fix. It will take all her savings and she is just fine with it. So many people would be complaining, or worried, but she sees everything as an adventure of life, another opportunity to grow in thankfulness and trust that Life is bigger than all these passing things, and that trust, thankfulness, wonder and love are far more important at all times. 
 
Because her heart is fixed here, in these living qualities... like the little princess in the picture above, she shines with them, and by embracing with love the difficult experiences of life that would trouble others — they embrace her back. 
/Blake
 
 
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