to embrace every life
In times of loneliness
I look for a sign
to warm my heart.
writing for me
is a joyful walkabout
in my mind
I love my dresses my mother made to me when I was a child. I have saved them dearly. They are so well and neat done.
My mother also sewed dresses to the princesses of Sweden because she was so particular when sewing. The princesses are our King’s sisters.
hon hade en dröm
och söta rynkor
She had a dream – dressed in flowers – and cute wrinkles.
I decided – to check in forever – into myself.
Oh dear stones – one for each place I lived – saved in heart.
Listening and hear – but going on doing my own way – the crazy art whisperer.
All in pieces – carried around in every step – my humble story.