Christmas Wishes

Ingela has been very busy with work and family and asked me to put something here on the blog for her. I know she wants to send you all a boat-load of Love and many wishes for you to have a warm and loving Christmas time. May your days be full of joy, your nights full of candlelight, beautiful music, and kindness. May we be so kind to ourselves that our kindness overflows naturally to everyone around us. And may we each reach out and express our care and kindness for the entire world. Christ is born means Love has triumphed over hate. We don't have to be religious to realize this in our own hearts.
/Blake
Kategori: Christmas, Life; Taggar: Christmas,, Ingela Axkrants, Love,, a beautiful life, kindness;

In The Wild

art by F. Scott Hess

Vilda drömmar målar denna natt, som en galopperande häst med gyllene man på himmelssvart grund i frihetens  land. Livets skörhet och bräcklighet är nära den vackraste stjärnans glöd. Stolt lysande, ensam i sin kraft, men troende på andra stjärnors glans, i rymden runtomkring. I stormande vind och djupa vågor rider jag högt på himmelen fram; där mellan träden visar sig grynngen igen, som ett magiskt sken från själens ljus. Drömmande, vild och vaket klar, morgonrodnaden tycks oändlig runt mitt hus... idag.
 
Wild dreams paint this night: like a galloping horse ridden by a golden one across the black sky, far into the land of freedom. Life's frailty and fragility is near a most beautiful star's glow. It shines proudly brilliant, alone in its power, yet believes in other stars that shine in the dark around. In the stormy wind and deep waves I ride high in the heavens forward; where the trees shine out again, like a magical glow from the light of the soul. Dreamy, wild and waking up clear, an aurora seems endless around my house...today. 
/Ingela
Kategori: Life, Poetry; Taggar: Ingela Axkrants, a beautiful life, dikt, freedom, poesi, poetry, spiritual freedom;

Death's Moment

Döden; nattens erövrare slingrar sig naken runt min kropp, som en väsande orm, i lustens tid. Åtrå, så djup, dit ingen når, inte ens blygheten förmår. Doften av livets sötma ger närhet till det mörka och sanningen lever i evig stund, mötet med gryningen, när månen är rund. I ensamhetens timmar är jag sömnlös och nära döden och kärleken, mina viktigaste drivkrafter.
 
Death; the night conqueror, winds nakedly around my body, like a hissing snake, filled with its lust of time. Desire, runs so deep, where no one can see, not even my shyness. The scent of life's sweetness provides nearness to the dark, and truth lives on forever as it embraces dawn, while the moon is still round. In the solitude of hours I am sleepless and near death... and love, my main motivations.
/Ingela
Kategori: Life, Poetry; Taggar: Ingela Axkrants, a beautiful life, death, dikt, life and death, poesi, poetry;