Today the wise words of Neale Donald Walsch hit me like a hammer in the head.
"
Life begins at the end of your comfort zone."
So true, and so comforting. Especially today, when I (once and again) found myself million miles away from the nearest comfort zone...
Today I'm thinking of you, sending a butterfly kiss over to everyone out there, far away from comfort but feeling somehow very alive...
At least, that's where I am.
~*♥*~
Yesterday I unexpectedly heard the theme song of the movie Love Story. Huh, such shivers it sent down my spine.
It was the song of the most Casablanca-esque moments of my life.
Once, a very, very long time ago I fell in love with a foreign man. We lived continents, cultures, religions -worlds - apart for some years, missing each other every second of the way, building up world-class phone bills (this was an era before Skype, even before a functioning internet connection in faraway countries).
He would sit in a place called the Atrium Café, writing 30-page letters to me, asking the pianist to play the Love Story again and again.
Finally, when we were together he took me to the Atrium Café to meet the pianist. It became Our Place. And every time we emerged from the (red) carpeted, antique, wood-paneled staircase, the pianist played the Love Story for us.
~*♥*~
Today, for the first time ever, a lady came to me in a cafe, asking if I was THE LadyBohemia...
Wow!
What a beautiful surprise:)
The lovely Tuija is a student of art history, and life... She has a little summer/winter cottage in a BOAT in Pohjoisranta... The boathouse withholds all you need, even a sauna.
I am truly inspired by her life, and her attitude towards it.
Check out Tuija's outlook on life, and everything, at
Muotisalonki.
~*♥*~
My youngest son invited a Very Important Friend over this Sunday.
The young men bonded by wathching their favorite video, Tangled (Kaksin karkuteillä). But as much as they love the movie, they both found the WitchyWoman awfully scary.
Being real Men, this is not something to be admitted, though.
"I'm not afraid of anyone in this movie!" declared our guest.
"Me neither! Or anything in the world." toppled my son.
I brought a big warm duvet to the young gentlemen so they could discreetly hide under it and save their respective faces, during frightening scenes...
Real Everyday Poesie.
♥♥♥
Yesterday my sons and I had the honor of attending the birthday festivities of a real princess from Tunisia.
Soooooo sweet, kind, hospitable, welcoming, warm.... and interesting was the party that we again learned so much.
I even found a new friend with whom I rediscovered the feeling of not needing a single word of shared language for fluent communication. A feeling so familiar to me from my childhood (and so totally alien to the adult world...) with my best friend Timbo from Zambia. Yesterday was like having the rays of the Zambian sun warming me once again.
More on that party and other encounters of the week later, now must organize one myself... Considereing the state of our little household, I'm tempted to get philosophical, instead of getting on with the cleaning... There's creativity in chaos, right..
PS. In attendance at Tasnim's bash was also the prettiest Barbie ever seen, FairyBarbie with MagicAngelWings:
