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December172010
“unless you love, your life will flash by” The Tree of Life trailer
December132010

you are not one of billions

you are one of one

everything that you do matters

and everything that you don’t do.

love.

care.

be passionate.

help.

do it from the heart.

give it the best you are capable.

and then stay back and watch the miracle happen

December22010
An evening of sushi, wine and great conversation with my best friend. It’s a tradition started in 2008, that only gets better as time passes. I hope and pray wholeheartedly that in 30 years we will still love to share with each other a plate of tasty food, listening to great music, talking about the things we hold dearest to our hearts.
Love you, my friend

An evening of sushi, wine and great conversation with my best friend. It’s a tradition started in 2008, that only gets better as time passes. I hope and pray wholeheartedly that in 30 years we will still love to share with each other a plate of tasty food, listening to great music, talking about the things we hold dearest to our hearts.

Love you, my friend

December12010

…coconut oatmeal cookies I baked for last Xmas dinner…
Last month was one of the hardest I’ve had lately; of great extremes, both  emotionally and mentally. But it is over. And I’ve decided December is so  going to rock. I am not taking no for an answer.
I am going to wake  up to the sight of the first snow, buy presents for my loved ones, cook  xmas dinner, decorate the house and the tree, have my home smell like  baked apples and cinnamon… my heart is full, what more can I ask for?

…coconut oatmeal cookies I baked for last Xmas dinner…

Last month was one of the hardest I’ve had lately; of great extremes, both emotionally and mentally. But it is over. And I’ve decided December is so going to rock. I am not taking no for an answer.

I am going to wake up to the sight of the first snow, buy presents for my loved ones, cook xmas dinner, decorate the house and the tree, have my home smell like baked apples and cinnamon… my heart is full, what more can I ask for?

November282010

Our Common Future…?

Total global military expenditure in 2009 is estimated to have been $1531 billion. This represents an increase of 6 per cent in real terms compared to 2008, and of 49 per cent since 2000.

source: http://www.sipri.org/yearbook/2010/05

'every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired represents, in the final analysis, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, who are cold and are not clothed'

President Eisenhower, quote is taken from his final, valedictory address (Speech to the American Society of Newspaper Editors Washington, DC, April, 1953) which also includes the more famous reference to the ‘military-industrial complex’.

I am going through Our Common Future as part of the material for my exam next week. Though I am still to read it cover to cover, the chapters I read shook me to my core. Going the extra mile and looking for stories on the net, I put a face on some of the things, briefly mentioned there - like the famine in Ethiopia in the 70s.

We live in our safe little bubbles of comfort and light, and we have no idea what is happening around us. I swear, I don’t fucken know if that is a good thing, or a bad one…

Our Common Future full report http://www.un-documents.net/wced-ocf.htm

A first-hand account of the famine in Ethiopia http://xuitlacoche.blogspot.com/2010/03/famine-in-ethiopia-1973-to-1974.html

Stockholm International Peace Research Institute http://www.sipri.org/

November242010

I don’t EVER reblog. But this is simply amazing!

accioronaldweasley:

Harry Potter - Marchin On

(Source: accioron)

November12010
When will I learn? Mind, body, soul- all 3 need to be in balance.
Always.
Happiness comes first from within.

When will I learn? Mind, body, soul- all 3 need to be in balance.

Always.

Happiness comes first from within.

October262010
I wonder how many more books I can be reading at the same time!
But I am silly happy the last ones I ordered have arrived and I am picking them up tomorrow morning- Watchmen, Michael Marshall Smit’s short stories, and a zombie apocalypse novel. 
So at the moment I have my head wrapped around:
Earthsea
Sherlock Holmes short stories
Chronicles of Amber
Armed Men
Environmental Science
and for some time back Stephan King’s It, some Lovecraft short stories… oh look at that- not as bad as I thought…!

(and yea, picture is from the movie, but it is as cool as hell if you will excuse the oxymoron)

I wonder how many more books I can be reading at the same time!

But I am silly happy the last ones I ordered have arrived and I am picking them up tomorrow morning- Watchmen, Michael Marshall Smit’s short stories, and a zombie apocalypse novel. 

So at the moment I have my head wrapped around:

Earthsea

Sherlock Holmes short stories

Chronicles of Amber

Armed Men

Environmental Science

and for some time back Stephan King’s It, some Lovecraft short stories… oh look at that- not as bad as I thought…!

(and yea, picture is from the movie, but it is as cool as hell if you will excuse the oxymoron)

October222010
October122010

Thank you <3

Just wanted to say, because I never seem to get around to it, Thank you for following <3

October112010
“I have no advice for anybody; except to, you know, be awake enough to see where you are at any given time, and how that is beautiful, and has poetry inside.
Jeff Buckley”

http://jeffbuckleyforever.tumblr.com/page/6

A simple summery of what I was trying to say yesterday

October102010

10.10.10

Do you believe in this sort of things?

I don’t.
But a lot has happened lately and I am prone to think in bumper stickers today.

I am starting my Master’s in Ecology tomorrow. It took me five years to figure out what I want to do with my life. And then, some time ago, it hit me that knowing what one wants from life is completely and utterly overrated. So many times you are so focused to reach the end you forget why you started, you lose your drive and if you are a bit like me- you are carried forward by sheer stubbornness and well, a lot of ego. I would rather go one peak at a time. It’s not so overwhelming and for me, way more fun. Besides I firmly believe the whole picture will be clear at the end. So I am taking joy at the road, not the destination.

I’ve also learnt lately it is hard to let go. It is hard to lose control. But trying to keep it, it’s like bounding people and feelings that would not stand to be bound. It is like destroying that pure thing that you loved at the first place and replacing it with what you’ve shaped. Not cool. A lot of people probably know that but I wonder how many actually realise they are doing it.

I’ve learnt sometimes you have to listen to your heart. Just have to separate what it’s saying from all the megalomania and selfishness that our ego inevitably adds. And if you think that is easy, oh, man, you got another thing coming. I am accepting I am a highly flawed person. Not in the cute, fluffy sort of way, but utterly screwed up about certain things. But I am accepting, alongside, that there are a few people that love me dearly the way I am- all of it, because they’ve tasted it all through the years. They’ve chosen to be my friends in spite of all my shortcomings and they made me a piece of their lives. You can’t put a price on that. It is the invisible hand that keeps you straight then the shit hits the fan. And if they can love me, and forgive me, and cherish me, then who the hell am I not to do the same for myself. There isn’t now and there never was time for self pity and time spent on self pity is time lost forever. I’ve accepted I have flaws. Now I want to kick their asses out. And then challenge the next. Cause let’s face it- you will always screw up somewhere. It’s what happen next that counts. And of course, if you try not to do the same stupid shit again, well, even better.

I’ve also learnt it is hard to accept other people. People who’s views on life, principles and values are so different from mine, that are almost alien. I am still working on that, let you know how it ends…

I am not big on self- improving stuff. I don’t read the books, watch the movies, quote the quotes. But I believe one should never ever stop searching for ways to better oneself. Just 1 month ago I thought I had myself all figured out and then something inside me started twisting and didn’t stop until I found the answer- I am a beautiful mess; I am stronger than before, more focused, more determined, more open, I am laughing more, crying less, worrying less, but I judge more, demand more, I am destroying my relationships with people I love the most for the sake of something freaking out inside me that is refusing to let go and change, I am at a constant battle with pesky little things but it is making me a better person and a better friend along the way.

And for an end, a special kick off with a few resolutions, because 10.10.10 just calls for something like that:

1. read more and stay less in front of the computer

2. love more

3. trust more

4. work more and harder

5. sleep better

6. take your fish oil each day and your vit. C and D

7. cook more

8. learn to make sushi

9. don’t stop pushing yourself forward

10. and when there is something nagging you about the means, ask yourself if the end justifies them

11. laugh with your entire self.

September302010

The Art of Letter Writing

When I was in high school, me and best friend wrote each other letters through the summer. I was usually the one that was away from the city and I remember one time I went to a spa resort with my grandpa and I received her letters there, too. I go through this beautiful pieces of paper, and find it is the sweetest way to reminiscent about the little girls we were back there. 

When in 2003 both my then boyfriend and the said best friend went to the USA for the whole summer, I received e- mails. Of course, it would have been madness to write letters but I printed out every single letter he sent me through those long months and read them over and over again at the times I missed him and couldn’t talk to him. I lost my e- mail account and imagining I could have lost his letters as well is a terrible thought.

We have so many ways to communicate nowadays, and we talk less than before. A written letter means time spent on it, effort, imagination, love; it is a symbol of simpler times, when everything was not shared with the whole world via social networks; it has innocence that none of the current forms of communication possess.

I wrote one of my best friends a letter last week and mailed it. She called me today- excited and happy, and touched by this so simple, yet so heart-felt gesture. What I wonder is why I haven’t done it sooner… :)

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