I felt inspired and motivated – by life, by my heart and very much by all you other bloggers who have made long lists of adventures and accomplishments to come in 2013. So I made a list of my own.
May all your lists manifest and your lives become fuller, happier and more adventurous
– and mine, too :)
“A species in which everyone was General Patton would not succeed, any more than would a race in which everyone was Vincent Van Gogh. I prefer to think that the planet needs athletes, philosophers, sex symbols, painters, scientists; it needs the warmhearted, the hardhearted, the coldhearted, and the weakhearted. It needs those who can devote their lives to studying how many droplets of water are secreted by the salivary glands of dogs under which circumstances, and it needs those who can capture the passing expression of cherry blossoms in a fourteen-syllable poem or devote twenty-five pages to the dissection of a small boy’s feelings as he lies in bed in the dark waiting for his mother to kiss him goodnight….
Indeed the presence of outstanding strengths presupposes that energy needed in other areas has been channeled away from them.”
“… write because you owe the gods an answer…”
asked by the providence
running like ink through the veins
spilling a response
dripping an essence
of a life
“You see things and you say; ‘Why?’ I dream things that never were and I say; ‘Why not?'”
~ George Bernard Shaw
it’s not that it can’t be done
you just haven’t found the way to do it yet
A dear friend of mine posted this picture.
(well actually she didn’t. She posted a different picture with the same text as below but apparently the artist who made that picture wasn’t allowed to borrow the words from yourtruenature.com – and they didn’t approve.)
I thought it has such a wise and simple message and I just had to share it.
(I actually liked the other picture better but the message is still beautiful )
And PS – yourtruenature.com actually has some pretty cool stuff going on so maybe you should go check out their website.
Have you ever felt that strange kind of peace
where the situation is not really the peaceful kind
– and yet, you are peaceful
It’s not the happy and uplifted kind – it’s more the accepting and silent kind.
so very strong
Like when heading straight towards total destruction
– and somehow feeling indestructible
Like when you have played all your cards
when you have said all your words
when you have done all you could do
and now just have to let it go
set it free
It’s not necessarily triggered by a dramatic situation
but somehow there’s a heaviness
a potential life changing feel to it
– and yet, such deep peace
listening without waiting
observing without searching
and with the words echoing inside
come what may
I get the same kind of feeling when listening to this so very cool track – and in a live concert, you would not believe how awesome this girl is.
Getting out of bed this morning was a challenge. Not because I partied last night or had a hot man lying next to me – but because last night I decided to try something completely new. I went to my very first Crossfit class.
Now, I love yoga, I like running and I bike almost every day because that is by far the most convenient way to get around Copenhagen, not to mention absolutely lovely in the summer breeze. But going to a gym, lifting weights, running the treadmill and doing classes has never really been my thing. I’ve signed up plenty of times and stayed with it for a while but it always fizzles out. However, for the past few months I’ve had the urge to get more physical and in my new job I really need to be as fit as possible – so I was thinking, why not try something different?
The place was an old factory, still a work in progress and very… let’s say rustic. It was messy, a little dirty and kind of stinky – I immediately liked it. Okay, I admit that when I was standing around waiting for the previous class to finish, witnessing people clearly in pain, screaming out curses while literally dripping sweat on the floor, I was considering to make a run for it.
The warmup was a series of different jumps and push ups – I think already here I realized exactly how out of shape I am. After that followed almost an hour of the weirdest exercises I have ever tried. We were swinging kettlebells, using a giant hammer and throwing oversize (and over heavy) balls across the room and jumping up and down big wooden boxes. There were five ‘stations’ with different exercises, we got one minute at each and then switch to the next and by the end of the round a one minute break. Brutal! I was the color of beetroot, moaning, sweating, panting and on the verge of simply barfing up my lungs. If it hadn’t been for my stubbornness along with the
mean drill sergeant hot motivator screaming out his enthusiastic support, I would have given up. And still, in the middle of the excruciating pain, I loved it. My body was fighting for its life alive and afterwards the most amazing calm settled in every cell. Well, calm and pain that is.
It turns out that my legs are doing pretty good, I guess because of all the biking. But my arms, ugh! Let’s just say that biking home was risky since I no longer had any real control over my arms and therefore wasn’t able to steer properly. At home, I spent half an hour on my yoga matt stretching and moaning out more pain and the whole shower-cooking routine was a strenuous mountain of wobble. Several times I just had to laugh out loud because of my patheticness.
So, today I’m in pain. Not as much as expected but still enough to be convinced that at least my upper body needs more whipping into shape. I’m going to stick with this for the next month and then we’ll see.
Trying new things is one of the most important aspects of my life. Travelling is definitely the ultimate adventure for me but since that is not possible all the time, bringing the adventure into my everyday life is what keeps me motivated and inspired – and now fit as well.
I went to an art exhibition yesterday. I went there without expectations and I left sooner than I usually do when going to a museum. The exhibition was about the women of the avant-garde and although I like the concept of avant-garde, apparently I’m not really into the actual avant-garde art.
So, not loving the art but still fascinated by the expression of these uncompromisingly weird women and very inspired by this quote;
Now, I can’t be sure that I actually know what this lady is talking about but to me it sounds a lot like a complexified version of ‘follow your heart’.
The way I see it, one of our main projects in this life is to uncover our own unique essence and then express it as truthfully and uncompromisingly as possible.
So, today I cut my hair. Not entirely sparked by the exhibition but still with an air of synchronicity between the artsy expression and what I have been doing with my life in the past few months.
My new hair is not exactly avant-garde but about 12 inches did end up on my hairdressers floor.
A few years back I watched the movie The Bucket List starring Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman. Although very Hollywood’y it’s a beautiful movie – and if you let it, very inspiring.
A couple of weeks ago I watched it again and afterwards I decided “hey, I should do my bucket list!”. Making that decision, an inner clarification process was started. Desires and ambitions all rose to the surface and went through a selection; I realised that not everything I wish to do in life belongs on the actual bucket list. There’s a lot of things I would love to do, places to go, goals to achieve – but somehow, what goes on the list should be more important. Initially I would just scribble down everything that came to mind but taking each thing, looking at it, feeling it, I would end up erasing most again. It’s not enough to want it. I need to feel it in my heart.
Gradually the list became longer and as I’m writing there’s 11 items on it. 2 of them are very specific wishes; to attend the New Year Concert in Vienna and to tango in Buenos Aires. The rest is a mix of places, skills and events.
The clarity and satisfaction of going through this process then spread; discussing the whole thing with my roommate made her realise that what would be on the top of her list is to run a marathon. She has been considering it for years but never committed to it. Now realising exactly how important it is, she made the decision to go for it. Just 20 minutes later she comes out of her room, clearly very emotional and with an expression somewhere between joy and fear and tells me “I just signed up for the marathon!”
Updating your direction is such a life affirming gift for yourself. It will give you fresh motivation and reconnect you with your deeper values. And it doesn’t really matter if you do the bucket list or the vision board or something else (I say do all of it!) but it matters that you make time to listen to your soul.
Enjoy your journey!