Tag: love
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a sharing about decay, or about who we are
Driving to the hospital in Gjøvik is cozy. Trees still bursting in color and beauty along the road. Celebrating the season, the changes – life, death, aging, let-go… The autumn is getting darker. Rainy days. Low clouds. Longer nights. Shorter days. For me too; Many times I stay in bed for 14-15 hours a…
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to live each day as if it was your last
One of these last evenings, I experienced a space where I felt that death could come any moment. It was a feeling that the link between the body and the spirit was so thin, almost not there. I had been in pain, and taken an extra dose of morphine. Maybe that influenced the experience. Again…
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a surprise after chemotherapy
I woke up with beauty in my face. The sunshine outside the window. The thin, gentle layer of mist among the trees, before the sun breaks through it all, and makes it evaporate. My own heart blooming in my chest, glowing through my face. The play of light and shadow on the windowsill. Yesterday I…
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children of existence
When I look at my own journey in life, I see that pain has never been a bad thing. Pain has never been the bottom of something, or the end of something – it has just been a layer. If I have the willingness and openness to face it and go through it – there…
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death has been so close
Life becomes so real in the meeting with Death. Everything unimportant becomes so… unimportant. It falls by itself, and only Love is left.