tears

You know what.
I cried the other day, really cried, because everything suddenly felt so artificial, in the world.

I felt this feeling of just how much of what surrounds us is artificial, fake and plastic.

It was just, hideous.
This complete sense of, only holding on to things that are not real, or true.
Just this artificial mass.


I felt how far people have drifted, from what we are.
That we are all just as much a part of this world and the nature as everything else.
We are not superior, or better, or different.
Just souls who want to be free and happy, with fresh air and water and the sky and the soil.
And somehow we have ended up here.

And so I cried.

I want to stay clean with my eating, and everything else, so so much.
I want to feel clean.
And light.

Everything is fine, as long as we still feel.


With love.
Yours truly.
M.

“

invent yourself and then reinvent yourself,
don’t swim in the same slough.
invent yourself and then reinvent yourself and
stay out of the clutches of mediocrity.

invent yourself and then reinvent yourself,
change your tone and shape so often that they can never categorize you.

reinvigorate yourself and
accept what is
but only on the terms that you have invented
and reinvented.

be self-taught.

and reinvent your life because you must;
it is your life and
its history
and the present
belong only to
you.

”

—	Charles Bukowski,The Pleasures of the Damned

“Eating a vegetarian diet, walking (exercising) everyday, and meditating is considered radical. Allowing someone to slice your chest open and graft your leg veins in your heart is considered normal and conservative.”

—	Dr Dean Ornish

fertile soil

Hey, guys!

Happy Monday!
This is a post about soil, seeds and fertility.



Spring is a time for new life.
Life coming out of the soil, of muck and mud, making something where there was none before.
It's a season all dedicated to new beginnings, and births.
And planting the seeds.
Plant as many as you can, and find some fertile soil.
Find soil that fits you.
Don't throw your precious seeds of ideas and emotions and needs on soil where people disrespect and disregard you.

Your wishes and your wants are your children - treat them as such.
With love and care and let them grow grow grow, stronger and steadier.
And one day they will make new life themselves.
Don't drown your inspiration, but hold it above water and see what happens.


I felt something today.
I realised that it's time for me to grow and finally see that some things in this world are forever.

That not everything runs out.
Some things don't have a beginning or an end, they just are.
Forces and waves bigger than me and you and all of us put together.
Some things don't run out.
Some things are infinite, the tap keeps running.
Some things don't have a beginning and an end.
They just are.
The Love that flows about in this world is not a limited resource - it flows and flows and flows.
It remains.
Not everything runs out.

And so we don't need to hold on just so tight.
There will always be something to catch us if we just give life a chance to catch up.
It's like keeping your eyes shut really shut, and saying how dark everything is.
There's always something.

But this takes such courage (which I'm working on right now).
To trust that some taps just keep running, running, running until the end of infinity.


Trust life, so magic can come and help you.
Quite seriously.
Love, always.
M.

eesti

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY COUNTRY.

Roots, roots, roots.
Thank you, universe, for roots, that keep us grounded and in touch with the core of all that matters. To know where to return and to know where to go to charge your batteries.

For the soil, the sea, the culture.

Palju õnne, Eesti.

Home.
M.