Saturday, February 28, 2015

We are all just strangers

And even though I know you are not here to stay... I am happy that universe allowed your soul to stop by. 
I guess the feeling of leaving is making me more open. I don't mind telling the truth, I don't mind avoiding useless problems and I really don't mind enjoying little things and keeping people who are worth close. 
But I guess it should always be this way. We should always live on the edge - should we jump or hold on to the hand that has been supporting us for a while. It's the brief moment of silence... moment when deciding should we jump alone or take the holding hand with us. Best part about being alive is not knowing... Whatever we decide to do is right if we do it truthfully. 
When it feels scary to jump, that's exactly when you need to jump, darling. Otherwise you end up staying the same place your whole life. And that I can't do. 

Take a leap and say hello to the person who's the happiest in the room. Say hello to the person who looks around with eyes full of determination. Say hello to the person who is not in your friend-group. Say hello to the person who's a stranger. The one will turn out to be your next adventure. 
Say hello to your new adventure. Take the jump. 

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Throwback Tuesday

It's a good life. To start a day with your best friend. To take a long walk in the cold and fresh "almost-springish" weather. To laugh out loud. To receive a postcard from Costa Rica. To wander away in your mind. To hug people you care about. To do good for a good friend. To care. To have meaningful conversations. To help someone out. To find yourself in a sticky situation and work it out. To listen Ed Sheean live, giggle with your best friend and get lost in his ability to rap. 

It's a good life. 

I used to walk into a room full of people and wonder if they liked me… now I look around and wonder if I like them.

And of course. I have one more CHECK on my Bucket List. Mister Ed Sheeran, the new rap superstar, stole my heart a long time ago. The concert just made me realise that he's not giving it back any time soon. To stand there. Smile. Look at his meditational face. To dance with eyes closed. Listen to his music. Lyrics. Beats. It's breathtaking. And I don't want to lose that feeling. Ever. The way I felt there. Invisible.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

WeLoveDance in Helsinki

He said: You are the kind of person I read books about.
I said: Darling... I'm the kind of person who writes those books.

Always a step ahead.

First competition as a duo. Third place in our hands. All work is done and only a small bit of emptiness is left. But smiling and loving life like idiots.
Story about being high on life, letting go of poisonous vibes and conquering the present. Living in the moment and living for yourself and what ever makes you happy.

Be always a step ahead. Of yourself. If you ever feel trapped by your feelings, situations, people or the air is getting too thick - take a step away. Put on your favourite tune, grab your favourite coffee, make your favourite turns and get lost in the strange city. Take your time to stand and look at people. Realise that they are in the same place as you are - physically and mentally. All living the same life, only different people and time around us. Find a quick place where you can recover yourself. Place which will inspire you. And the people there will inspire you.

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Burning bridges

Pay attention to the people who don't clap when you win. 

Don't ask why. Try not to focus on it. Don't question your abilities. Don't be sad or mad. Clap for them. 
Probably they feel like you don't deserve it. Probably they think that they might be better. Probably they find mistakes because they couldn't do it. Probably they are bitter. Or probably they didn't notice anything. Maybe they have their own thoughts messing up their minds.
But you, my darling - you clap for them. 
If they win. Or if they don't. 
You are the one who would never fall from the same level. You'll try get inspired if they do good. You'll get inspired if you do good. You'll clap. You'll cheer. You'll congratulate them later. Even if they don't accept it. Even if they don't accept your genuine feelings. You will still show them. Be true. 
But after all: pay attention to the people who don't clap when you win. 

Firstly because there may be something wrong with their inner heart. They might be overwhelmed with their own problems. Do care and try to figure out what is going on. Maybe you can help. Maybe you can make their toxic thoughts go away and they can feel again, see again and swim again. 
Secondly... pay attention. They may not value you as much as you value them. They might dislike your success, happiness or victories. Those are the toxic people who will want to see you being sad because they are sad. Who will only accept your happiness when they are a bit happier than you. Who will find mistakes in you, not in their actions. Who will try to mental dig ta hole into your brain and fill it up with doubts. They won't clap. And even if they once did... they never will again. It's not your loss. And maybe not even their loss. It's life. It's a bridge what has been burned already. 

Namaste the one who says you can't be happy without belonging somewhere. Namaste the one who can't stand your happiness. Namaste the one who can't see the difference between being happy and happiness (the difference between emotions and your spirit). Namaste the one who says you can't be happy without significant other. Namaste the one who throws shade at you to make him/her-self feel better. 
Namaste the one who's not happy alone. As a human being. 

But you send the one some good vibes. Those are the ones who need them the most.
Darling, please, burn those bridges down.

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Happiness vol-1

Stop looking for happiness in the same place you lost it. 

Read it over and over again. 
Make sure that you don't just see the words. You understand them.
Everything is worthless without a pinch of happiness.

So I have made some big decisions in my life. Some not so good. But most of them are the best ones ever. The present will help you make the right choices. Think about when you are 99 years old and you think back to the moment-of-now: which way the older you would want you to seek and go. Make yourself proud.
Make yourself proud of choosing y o u . The amount of time we spend on choosing others is too damn high. There is only one acceptable reason for choosing your close-ones... when their happiness is making you happy. Guess we all think that we can change situations, people and the way they react. Or I guess we don't think that but we sure deep down wish for it. This is the moment when you need to take a step back and look the situation from a distance.
Is it worth fighting for when you feel like you're the only one fighting to make this better? Is it worth your time when you know they are going to choose somebody else? Is it worth when everything you do is somehow wrong... yet you have the proof on paper that it's not? Is it worth your emotions when you need to collect your thoughts at your busiest hour and be ready for a battle of life? Is is worth your love when life is even becoming a battle now?
We are creating an illusion of love. When it once made us happy.... it should make us happy till the end of time. The illusion of lost happiness in love is too big to get us to think straight.
Happiness is a strong word full of tolerance and self-love. To be truly happy we need to tolerate each other decisions, ways of happiness and the sound of laugher. To be truly happy we need to love ourselves first and then spread it to others. It's actually easier than making cupcakes... But still we rather choose cupcakes than sitting with friends (or alone) and laughing our abs sore.
We wanna find happiness. But we wanna find it in our comfort zone. And fast. And with little effort. But trust me, if it's not clearly there anymore... it won't be there after hundreds of trials.

Stop looking for it.
Change your location. Re-start yourself. Change your daily routine or the way you dress.
Do whatever it takes to find yourself happy again.
But stop looking for it in the same place you lost it.
It's not there. And it probably flew away.
You should go. And. Catch it.

But just so you understand: it means getting out there, taking few quick steps, some wanders and pauses. It means challenging yourself.
Ether that. Or staying the way you are. (Which is also good. But you could ALWAYS be better)

this strange family made my friday extremely happy. and full of memories. 

Thursday, February 5, 2015

To my little one

Yes. Let go of the things you cannot control.
What if the one who makes you happy makes you also madly sad?
Guess it's time to be happy on your own. Guess it's time to let go.
If the one is not feeling it when you are, then let go.
You will realise then how much better it is. How good it is without toxicating people.
Guess it's time to let go.
Wander far away. Physically and mentally. Or wander closer... maybe even your next door neighbour is the one who will set you free.
Set them free. Set the toxic fumes free. Set the waiting-game free.
When they come back with changed and improved vibe... then take them in again.
If not... you are better off without it.

You are more than enough.
Enjoy the ones who value you. 
Throw away the ones who can't see it... yet...

This was how it was with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. One gives you the heart’s affections, the other destroys your soul. Cities and countries are as alive, as feeling, as fickle and uncertain as people. Their degrees of love and devotion are as varying as with any human relation. Just as one is good, another is bad.
— Roman Payne, Cities & Countries

Monday, February 2, 2015

You take time

You look at her face and you know it's real. She has been here. She has been out of here. She has been with you and without you, yet you know everything is better with her by your side.
You look at her face and you know what laughter means. She always laughs. Even through her tears. Yet her tears might be the tears of joy. That's the moment when you realise that you need to keep some things to yourself. Not to hurt her. At the same time you know she will understand if you need to tell the unpleasant truth. 
You look at her face and she can see the heart behind your eyes. It hasn't been always there. Good things take time and now she can see that you have good intentions. You are balanced. You both are balanced. Maybe you balance each other out, maybe not. But you know it's like meditating with your eyes open. 
You look at her face and get scared. You ramble. You start thinking with your cut, head, heart, eyes, maybe even liver. Your mind goes to realistic to unbelievable with just 5 seconds. You feel it's better to get scared than ruin the moment. But what moment? You can't even figure that out. Different questions pop into your head like lightning. And then you look again... See the smile. You relax. You know you're safe. By just looking at her. 
You look at her face and you like what you see. Despite... almost every little thing. But you realise that it doesn't matter. You still like it. With every weird way. 
You look at her face and you know you need to take time. 
You look at her face and you take the time.