• Inspiration,  Writing

    Pick up the pen and write

    When you’ve stopped writing creatively and haven’t picked up the pen for a while, it can be daunting to start, the expectations creep up on you and you want to perfect a piece so badly. But it’s important in those moments to just stop and take a breath, not overthink your creative process too much even if it’s easier said than done. I have found that the easiest thing and the method that has worked more times than not, is to just sit down with either my laptop or a pen and paper and start writing words that come to me. The words are key words to what is coming through to me in the moment, those words usually spark some sort of thought where I spin off from. Sometimes the words can lead to a whole stanza and sometimes it’s just a row of words. That is fine. The main part is that you’re creating, you’re using your energy to put mind and thoughts into words. One day those words and creativity creates an outcome which is worth putting out there for others to read and be inspired by, other days it doesn’t feel entirely there yet. You just have to keep on doing it, keep showing up for yourself and keep creating and be in tune with inspiration. Because I don’t believe inspiration only strikes us at certain times and that we need to catch those few moments. I believe we can tap into and connect with our creative frequency more often if we try to show up and tap into that sphere of reality. It doesn’t feel like a part of reality when the words just flow out of you, it feels like some sort of force of energy trying to get the words out on paper. To convey a message. Perhaps a message we have long waited to hear. From the universe.

    Writing, Write, Fountain Pen, Ink, Scribe, Handwriting
  • Dreams,  Thoughts

    Memories and Connections – Lost forever?

    The connection and understanding between two people can only ever be known by those two persons. I have contemplated over the memories and shared moments between two people, what happens to them over time? What happens if one passes away, do the memories die with them? What happens if one loses the memory? Where do they go? Do the memories even make sense to anyone else but to the people sharing them? Is that the reason why we would want to create art and creations to capture the soul of the people around us? To honour the connections between souls. I don’t know. I just know that I cherish each moment with every single soul in my life that I share a pure connection with, and I hope that we are able to hold on to the memories the day they’re only left with one soul.

    Photos, Album, Old, Photo Album, Photographer, Memory

  • Personal,  Poetry,  Spirituality,  Thoughts

    Crystals and Moon phases

    In 2007-2009 I attended yoga and meditation classes in Gothenburg, when I lived there. My teacher, or guru, Anandananda was the most genuine yoga teacher I have come across over the years. In comparison with all classes I have taken over the years those were the ones I remember with great joy. While meditating on the train down to Gothenburg a couple of weeks ago, I came to think of that teacher again. It’s been years and the thought hasn’t really ever crossed my mind since I don’t live in the same city anymore. I looked him up to see if he’s still teaching and he is, especially during the pandemic he was doing classes over Zoom. I signed up without hesitation for a class this autumn season. I needed something like that to ground me during these difficult times and I believe my higher consciousness took care of that for me, and made me remember what in the past has made me feel better.

    I visited the main place in Stockholm for crystals, called Kristallrummet a few days ago. I needed some new energies in my life from the power of the crystals, so I looked around mostly on intuition and from previous knowledge of different stones. I love the energy and vibe in that store, everyone who shops there are all so in tune with their spiritual practice and I don’t know many other places where people would treat each other with such genuine kindness than such places. Due to the pandemic there was a queue outside and they only let 10 people in at a time. In that line I could see a bunch of teenagers in the age range 14-18. It made me so happy to see how this practice and spiritual interest has spread to the lower ages these days, most probably due to it spreading via Internet and word of mouth. I remember when I was their age, I used to hang out online in these Yahoo mailing groups, spiritual forums where no one knew each other other than a nickname. I had joined both international and Swedish forums at the time and I remember always being one of the youngest ones in the groups. Since age isn’t visible online, I remember people often mistaking me for being one of their age (adult). All of that came back to me just by seeing these teenagers in line. I’m glad people are able to find their way to this hobby easier these days. There’s also less judgement for difference and other hobbies than the norm, compared to when I grew up. Back then it was something better to be kept to myself if I didn’t want to be a total loner.

    Gemstone, Amethyst, Semi Precious Stone, Violet, Purple

  • Inspiration,  Personal,  Spirituality,  Thoughts

    What is our meaning?

    What is giving us meaning in our lives? Is it the strive for a career, near and dear ones, children or something beyond that, a faith or religion? Why is it so difficult to find the meaning and why does it matter to us so much? It’s a question that always keeps coming back to me. I contemplate on it and meditate on it but still come up with different answers each time. At times it can be hard to find the meaning when you feel down and depressed without light in sight. It’s funny how it can either be hormones playing a game with our brain or thoughts spiral in circles. Either way, it’s super difficult to do anything else than to rest, sleep and try to be kind to yourself and hope the day after is better. Those days it’s hard to find the meaning of life, why we are here on this earth. Music helps some days. At least to get the emotions out of the system. Some tracks make you feel so many emotions that it’s best to just listen to what your body and soul is trying to tell you. Through the music.

    I have pasted some links to some tracks that always have an impact on me. The last one is a Swedish song, which is a remake of a song from a musical from 1995, Kristina från Duvemåla (which I obviously haven’t seen since it was before my time). Haven’t seen the musical but the song spoke to me. It’s called “Du måste finnas”, which means you must exist or you must be real. For me it represents a belief in something spiritual, something higher than us, something universal. A God, perhaps. Whatever you may call it. I don’t listen to a lot of Swedish tracks these days, I used to do it more during my teenage years. This song is a song about belief and faith for me, something you might need to remind yourself of when times are rough or you have doubts that you can make it through trying times.

    Three books I’m trying to read these days are: “Mindful way out of depression”, “A new earth” by Eckhart Tolle, and “The Untethered soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself” by Michael Singer. The last one is a really great one which anyone should try to read, over and over, you find new things to focus on each time. I received it from a dear friend in India. It’s a highly spiritual book and will really take you on a journey within yourself, explore the vast divine within yourself.

    Howard Shore ft Enya – May it Be (link to Spotify, if it doesn’t work, search for it on Youtube)

    Hans Zimmer – Time

    Yiruma – River Flows in You

    Hang Massive’s music is pure magic. Just watch these two above videos

    Du måste finnas – Newkid (lyrics in English here)

  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Flames

    Close my eyes
    Shivers spread down my spine
    All hair rise across my body
    Gust of air enters the room
    I feel alive in every inch
    Vibration from top to toe
    Dream has transmitted
    Through the universe

    Source of life
    Reuniting with spirit
    I am the moon
    You are the sun
    So hard to reach
    So hard to touch
    One mystical creature
    In two different spheres

    Oxygen fills me up
    Heart is beating louder
    Won’t let me sleep at night
    I’ll lay awake in bed
    Thoughts begin to wander
    Asking for some answers
    Why the flames are burning
    In a destination
    Far away from home
    Light years from us.

    Fire, Match, Smoke, Flame, Burn, Burning, Incandescent
  • Poetry,  Writing

    Poem: Azure

    I whispered to the universe
    I looked near and far
    For the ticket
    Unlocking the portal to your heart
    Losing myself in contemplation
    Gaze into the azure
    Searching for signs
    Floating away
    In the clouds above

    Expanding hearts
    Beat as one
    Illuminating, in flames
    One by one
    Each element flare up
    Light years from here
    Beyond earthly delights
    No less than an,
    Ecstatic eternal passion.

    Saturn, Landscape, Terrain, Water, Waters, Planet
  • Thoughts,  Writing

    Words that came to me…

    9:50pm 1st of March.

    my mind wanted to blurt out what was going on inside, so the words that came out without any order are written below. Within one minute this is what was inside, let’s dig deeper and see what we can come up with.. stay tuned.

    “Drown, bittersweet, joy, freedom, lucid, dreams, projection, dimension, astral, layers, nomadic, soul, travel, free, you, love, me, words, inspiration, galaxy, universe, infinite, possibility…”

    Peace and love,
    Kimmi

    Sitting in the window of a hotel room, beautiful spot to sit and write and be dreamy…
  • Dreams,  Spirituality,  travel

    Astral Projection and Lucid Dreaming.

    15 years later. This topic has found me again and I will tune in and listen to what the universe wants to tell me this time, when I am a little older and wiser. Let’s start a new journey to try to gaze inwards and try to find more answers to what’s within us and beyond us in different dimensions. This is the truth I have always felt inside of me to be true, but there hasn’t been the right words or situations to explain it all. Let’s see what happens this time around. I am open and ready for it.
    Sometimes when I write, words are flowing through me and they have been trying to explain these concepts. I don’t always feel that I am entirely aware of what is being said in the moment, until I read it all back. Who knows, perhaps that is what is called ‘flow’ or ‘inspiration’?

    Peace and Love,
    Kimmi