When I am feeling glad;
You help to heal my injured heart
Whenever I am sad.
I hope that you can see
How meaningful your friendship is;
You’re a total joy to me.
(source: http://www.poemsource.com)
Thank You!
(( kram ))
Anna-Lys
A female analytic abysmal diver from Sweden that mostly finds treasure chests of guffaw and love in our darkest and deepest contexts of life.
Winter Solstice
The birthday of the Sun and of the year. We experience the greatest darkness, the hours of darkness are so much greater than the hours of daylight. And yet, it is within this time of greatest darkness that the Light of the World is reborn, for now the hours of daylight will begin to grow and the hours of darkness will lessen.
The celebration of St Lucy spread over all of Europe. But the place where she is most beloved is Scandinavia, where light is especially welcome in the long hours of winter darkness. On her day, the eldest (or youngest) daughter rises before dawn and fixes a breakfast of special pastries and coffee for her family. She appears in their bedrooms, dressed in a white dress belted with a red sash, and wearing a wreath of greens and four (or seven or nine) lighted candles. Sometimes the wreath is made of green rue and decorated with red ribbons. She serves traditional pastries called lussekatter (or Lucy cats), x-shaped pastries, sometimes flavored with saffron. Other traditional foods served in her honor include saffron buns, ginger biscuits and glogg, a hot spiced wine with aquavit.
(source: School of The Seasons)
With this post I throw some thoughts and light upon my friends living in the Northern hemisphere and those of You that see darkness around You, despite the presence of the Sun. I hope there will be light falling upon us all, but most of all - You are the Light of my Life!
Have a lovely light season,
Anna-Lys
Your vote will be presented to world leaders at the COP15 UN climate summit in Copenhagen, telling them to seal a fair and effective climate deal.
http://www.showyourvote.org/vote?skin=miniThis is how the engagement looks (so far):
- 1127481 Asian votes
- 37149 African votes
- 26154 European votes
- 17924 Oceanic votes
- 12885 South American votes
- 7495 North American votes
- 16 Antarctic votes
Of course, the voting has to be related to Internet access and population, but, even so, it can by an ocular survey give a pretty fare picture of the citizens engagement in saving our planet. IF you have a hint of population and Internet access, and even electricity distribution.
Shame on us!
Anna-Lys
Positive relatedness or negative relatedness are in relation to factors such as distance, actuality, mood, hunger, openness, sex and humour, etcetera, but most of all projections. The change between positive and negative responsiveness is called learning. Learning may be limited by growth and social context. Animals has to learn to survive, if they turn their back to the "Newly" perceived, they may be eaten by that new creature.
Lets get pseudo-philosophical! (I discuss from a first-person perspective, only because I prefer it, not due to some self-related experience.) I have been looking upon blogging as a kind of escape-way when life gets dull and boring, or when I am overwhelmed of creativity, or just can't sleep and care for some social interplay. Now, I face almost the opposite side of the coin. When, into deep serious states in life, that needs lots of reflection, a "LOL" can destroy the reflection and I have to start the thinking-process all over again. Today the online sphere is an ongoing parallell world, side by side, the physical world. Both worlds are happening in the real world of the humans everyday life. Escapes can be looked upon as intellectual decisions needed when aiming for a timelimited goal. Before escapes was thought of as something negative - what has generated this paradigmshift in thinking? The "ESC-key ", of course. The computers has tought us that we are the agent that can descide, before we thought it was all about destiny ;-)Wonderings by
Anna-Lys
If You dig deeper it might get hot ...
It's snowing outside and the Swedish melancholic soul starts to wake up. Still living in they grey scale but slowly slowly visualising a lighter environment, that will lift us up to higher former of being ... here ... alive and interplaying with the outside of Self.
~ Just an other Self-Anna-Lyse
The life on a croft not being used since 1942 are like a journey of discovery every day. I told You before about my kayak project, To tell You the truth, I am far from being there! I am still in the process of organising my every-day life according to not having any electricity. And a lot of my spare-time goes to fixing up the place and the interior. I have recently found a lovely stone garden underneath 60 years of old wilderness of free growing grass and trees, as well as a lovely pond in the garden.
This island in the archipelago of the coast of West-Sweden, are mostly mountains and forest, and my croft is at the very top of one of this heights (ohhh I am a highlander! The picture above is taken from the seaside) This croft and its farm is built into the nature in a very creative way, as they don't do any more. I have my own well with fresh water from the very deep springs in the mountain. But, the old building for cows and sheep are gone long time ago, only the stones from the ground it stood on are left. The beautiful and large root cellar I have to repar, because a tree liked to grow inside and through the stone roof, but it is beautiful.
In the harbour I have access to two small boats, havn't had time for fishing, yet. The two most important projects right now is to set up the sun cell system and and combine it with water turbines for the rainy days :-D
It is about 2 kilometer to the closest neighbour, where I have access to as much horse-back riding as I want, and have time for. I am working full time at the uni in the big city, imagine to come home each day to this silent paradise!
Of course here is lots of wild animals around me, both small and huge, the other nightfall I had a huge elk in the garden, he stood there for a long time and I was sitting in the window amazed over my new way of living, close to the nature, only using the natures resources.
Until next time,
(( LOVE ))
Anna Croft
Here I am at The International Science Festival (Yes, I am the chimpanzee, to the right). But, I ran away listening to Green Design, because I care for the environment, but I will also attend the more spacey, or out of space programs, maybe it will be a better place to live on? I will be at the festival most of the time and do some "monkey business" and so on ... and lets rrrrrrrock.
May 7:th Updated photo from Gothenburg.Photo: Dick Gillberg
"The inland canoeing in Bohuslän is concentrated in the northern part of the province, a hilly and relatively barren area, crowned with the plateau of Kynnefjäll. The waterways usually follow the lakes along the rift-valleys of the landscape.
In the south, the river Nordre älv and its valley offer beautiful scenery. Beside flat water paddling inland, Bohuslän is probably more wellknown among sea-kayakers for the great archipelagos decorating the coast line. In the north, the stony shores consist of the characteristic red granite, while gneiss dominates the coastline southwards. The landscape reminds you of a bare mountain region.
We recommend a kayak for paddling on the west coast. You should have experience and patience, because in spite of the sheltering islands, there are many open straits and bays where you may have to wait for better weather before passing. During long trips of a week or more, you are likely to be delayed for some time because of heavy winds and sea.
The best seasons for sea-kayaking are late summer and early autumn, while the water temperature is still at a humane level and most of the pleasure-boats have left. There is also less risk of disturbing the bird- and animal life when you approach or land at the islands.
On the coast of Bohuslän the tide as a matter of fact is perceptable. It is not much - maybe a foot at spring tide. But note that this tide, when together with a strong west wind can make the water rise considerably. So you had better pull up your kayaks a good distance from the water if you are leaving them out of your sight."
SOURCE: http://www.kanotguiden.se/bohuse/f3karta.htm
or am I still sailing?
ROFLMAO
Haj Everybody, I am Lost!I am searching for information regarding putting a sail (a la Viking Era, or a spinnaker) on a kayak. I have not bought the kayak, yet, due to that I must learn how I can expand it into a sailing kayak. I have seen models that are built on the catamaran idea, but also on the Viking principles.
I have not found out how the mast (or pole) will be placed on such a little boat. I don't even know if there are kayaks for sale, with sail :-) I am quite interested in buying the kayak model; Prijon Seayak, there is a great space for my dog, as well as a rudder that keeps it on track, with my feet, when I am fishing.
I need information about if this model can be developed into a sailing kayak or if You have better suggestions and ideas. I am not in a hurry I prefer to wait and get the right gadgets or at least knowledge of how to go further on this matter. Any wise or otherwise thinking or information to share? Thank You very much, indeed for trying to help me!!!!
Wondering and Fishing for Knowledge,
Anna-Lys
We Swedes have a special relation to nature which we share with our Scandinavian neighbours. We tribute nature through special festivals nd we dance around Yule trees and Midsummer poles. Our spirits are sensitive for natures shifts and we become lyrical over the first flower. Many of us still bend to the ground and kiss it. In the Swedish constitution, we have The Right of Public Access, which probably is the most important reason why we stay in our country whatever happens. We still have the same procedures around natures shifts as we had long before the church came here with their calender.
In spring we celebrate the birth of nature, Walpurgis (Valborgsmäss), I think the video capture the soul very well, it is the Godness of Spring with the Finnish band Gjallarhorn. The narrative from their songs springs from Nordic mythology. "Gjallarhorn" is the goat horn you can see on the video. The celebration of natures birth is also a awakening of love and passion in our pretty melancholic souls. Spring is seeds of love and growth.
Me, myself move out to the Archipelago of the West Coast, Sweden, I will now live on a small island, even if I still go to work on the university. Getting back and forth will take about 5 hours, but I will live in the midst of the wilderness, I need this for my final process of writing, to be closer to our nature. I will still be around, now and then, but, not as much, as I have been until now. I will probably post some pictures of my surroundings ;-)
LOVE,
Anna-Lys
Our times Einstein, professor Stephen Hawking has today been hospitalized, and is very ill. He fascinates me, most people know him due to his explanations of that black holes are not empty, on the contrary there is lot of energy ... together with fellow researchers he tried to find the big explanation, an unified theory of relativism and time, that could explain it all.
I came across him because of my interest in "present time" and "presence" ... brb
I am back,
just to inform You, about that I have no more to say. There are now many bloggers out there posting the same news .. they master the English language better than me ...
visit my bloggfriends Laughingwolf and Quasar instead :-)
Stephen You have much more to accomplish, be well soon!
// AnnA
Some people shook their pretty head, some hold their hand in front of their mouth, yes, even in front of their eyes. Me, myself, sat silly with my mouth open, but full of anticipation.. ... then I spontaneously burst into tears.
Like a silent rain in Springtime, I cried. I cried for all of us, I cried for the human kind ... and all of this, because of this Talent Woman, and what took place in the waves around her performance, and long, long time after that! Hopefully, will this waves never end as they take their journey around our planet!
// Anna-Lys
Please, follow the link Talent Woman for the full story line.
Me, myself stumble upon this experience on the blog "Live Passionately".
(picture above found on Google, can't find is original creator)
This weekend I am re-reeding a tiny book (819 pp), an integrated approach to research in social and behavioural sciences (maths), and as always my thoughts went elsewhere. I can´t really understand why our kids must learn mathematics, by using numbers. How interesting it would be to use non counting logic, like poetry and art, meaning turning the process upside down. It probably would result in an understanding of logical thinking as well as an urge to get tools for using it, those tools would of course be numbers, because it would take to much space to write with words, sentences and so when communicating the logics.
If allowed kids, would first use play as a communicative tool to display their thoughts to others. When other kids unite in the play, the play will turn into a game, because they make up rules for the play, games follows logics or rules :-)
How much funnier it is to read this English book having this metaphor in my head. After every chapter I summarize into dramaturgy. Another win is that it besides the semantic memory and perceptual memory also falls into my episodic memory, which makes it much easier to remember and have access to. Knowledge, is like a fresh fruit, it rotten after a short while, but the logic behind getting the new knowledge is a game we need to play every time we meet something we don't understand.
In the Midst of Wondering by,
Anna-Lys
“When you take a flower in your hand and really look at it,
it's your world for the moment. I want to give that world
to someone else. Most people in the city rush around so,
they have no time to look at a flower. I want them to see it
whether they want to or not.”(Georgia O'Keefe)
Iris, a flower that can grow almost anywhere, no matter the nutrition or quality of the land. The Iris is a beautiful and dramatic flower that has many different looks, and colours. Still they are the same family - The Irises.
The Iris has strong fibre and are very flexible. The fibre from the leaf can be used to make cordage (for making fishnet, ropes, strings etcetera). The roots was used in medicine for kidney problems and to get into a dizzy world. No, no I haven't used it!
I use an other root, everyday, it is from the same family, as the Iris, namely Ginger. I eat it fresh in my everyday salad bowl. In some cultures they use ginger root for torture, because it is very strong. But, me I don't use it in that part of my body, I eat it, and use it for healthy purposes.
Health, yes that is something lots of people all over the world are getting more less of. For example in my own country, Sweden, we have a huge problem with unemployment, actually the highest in Europe right now (we can't export any more).
If You can't control, anything else, stay healthy with the small things in life. Enjoy our nature and its richness, take a flower in Your hand, and watch it carefully, feel its softness. You can also take control over Your body, by healthier living and why not start with some martial arts (I do Shotokan karate), because loosing the sense of self-control, is to slowly, slowly loosing Yourself, the core roots of being a human.Stay Strong, Healthy and Flexible!
(( Hugs ))
Anna-Lys
I have been searching for information about blogs, their existence, and how many we are today. Almost a mission impossible! I found that there are about 184 million started blogs, at another place I found 77 million, but nowhere I can find what they define as a blog. Maybe, that is the problem, that You can't count what is not categorized properly.Is twitter, glitter and critter defined as blogging?
Is my blog, a blog per se, because I publish on blogspot?
Is it important at all what I am doing, as long as I do what i like to do? ;-)The industry find the Blogosphere most interesting, they have conferences and expos for example Blog World Expo. I went also to Google Schoolar (only peer reviewed articles) to find out what the researchers think about the blogging phenomena.
Then I became very sleepy.
Saturday, again - time for some cleaning up?
Satur is the Roman God for agriculture, and the only day of the week in the English language that are from the Roman mythology. In the Scandinavian languages this day and the name of it follows Viking rituals - namely "bath day" (lördag). When taking a quick survey into other cultures I find that modern Maori calls it "washing day" (rahoroi).
I wonder is it also a myth that my ancestors, the Vikings, did bath, at all? Or, did both Maori and Vikings refer to a "mental cleaning", a refreshing start for the new week to come? Is there actually a connection between the Roman God for Agriculture and the mental preparation for the next weeks hard work on the fields?
Wonderings by
Anna-Lys
Annika Östberg is today back on Swedish mark,
after spending 28 years in Californian prison!
Annika moved to USA as a little preschool girl, her mother meet an American man. The couple experienced that the daughter was in the way of their new love. Annika had to move to his relatives. Unwanted and unloved, she did as most unseen kids, she went into a way of living that was bad for her. As expected, by 12 she got into youth prison. She escaped from youth prison at the age of 13, and lived as a prostitute for living, and to stand out in this situation she started to use heroin in the flower power era in San Francisco. At 15 she gave birth to a son! (He later died in a car accident 1985).
From childhood and on and on her life was field of tragedies and criminal acting out. It ended up with a scene where Annikas boyfriend shoot a policeman to death. They had stopped their car, and Annika went into the "ladies" in the woods, a police car stopped, and Annika went back to the car, the the boyfriend shoot the policeman. Annika got prison for life for "distracting" the policeman when she came back to the car. 28 years she has spent in American prison, fostering their police dogs. Today she arrived to Sweden, at Hinseberg Prison. One must be thankful that she did not get the electric chair for existing on this earth! To me she got into prison when her parents did not want her any more when she was 5-6 years old.
Welcome back - may You get peace in life in Sweden!