It’s a Sunday in the absolute middle of November and I feel I have to practise the English language a bit. Just in case, you never know who’s reading. I have noticed some increase in visitors on my website, that’s nice.
Nothing could ever be more grey than this time of year in Gothenburg. The days seem to wonder whether it’s any use to unfold, it’s soon getting dark again anyway. It’s kind of hard to not to fall into the grey yourself – it feels like the well-being showers of hormons are fading…Buhu.
I try my best though, not to vanish into memories or into thoughts of a future that, in days like these, doesn’t seem to shine in bright colours. I’m trying to stay here, in this room, turning into the inner light that I know remains, whatever happens. Emmylou Harris is helping out this instant, singing like noone else can.
I have also been dancing here on the living room floor, Gabrielle Roth’s five rhythms and it is so great. Try that! Floating, staccato, chaos, lyric and stillness. Collect five tunes, fitting these rhythms and dance away. It’s good for the body and soul, especially when you feel something’s (someone’s) missing in your life or if you want to just want to capture here and now.
Today the feeling of solitude transformed to loneliness, but the music and dancing turned it into solitude again.
And spring will come again, spring will come, spring will…