Tuesday, May 17, 2016

I accept

I have nothing to say.
Everything is real nice. 
Everything is real.
Everything is nice.
I tend to think, that it's not real, because it's so nice. But then I realise that it is real.
Life is full of surprises and I let myself to be surprised. 
Really surprising.
And it's real nice.



After a long time and after a long period of letting my leg rest and be still, it's time to start. 
1 / 30 days of yoga. Blissful, beautiful, a bit painful, but still rewarding. Connecting with me, being aware and healing the body. Literally healing the pain points in my leg and some in my back.
I discovered some hesitations, uncertainty in me and being guarded up. So yoga is not for the body at first - it's for the mind. Being as much present as I can, seeing and trying to figure out where are those feeling coming from and how can I make a better ending for the day.
It's not always pretty. People tend to think it is - but I guess it's the superficiality that comes from the social media. The fear of showing vulnerability, fear of giving the Universe bad thoughts and bad feelings, fear of being a human. Yet I'm here to tell that it's not always pretty. Simple part of being a human. Of course it doesn't mean bursting everything out, letting the emotions take the advantage of you... it's finding the balance of your thoughts, emotions, body and soul.
The journey of yoga.




Spring in my soul and on my skin.
Stay present. #selflove2016

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Screaming "22"

"For all those years you have protected the seed... It's time to become the beautiful flower."


Week full of surprises, unknown connections, quiet thoughts and getting older. No wonder it has been a hectic ride - all this craziness turned my temperature up and mood somewhere in the middle. An awkward year of being 21 is now "so last year" and I'm here, ready to continue the #selflove2016.

After this magical yet "what the heck is going on" week my mind is blank. No, not the "I'm not feeling anything anymore"-blank. But it feels like a conscious balance - everything that life chooses to challenge me with is done or going to be done and I'm not nervous at all. Alright, maybe just a little, but it's the excited-nervousness... Accepting what is done and knowing that whatever comes is just a darling, little, adventure.
(At least I'm really hoping it is.)

The wish for 22 is to laugh with the adventure but take the passion with for a ride.
I do not know where I am after 4 months... but it feels like I'm walking home. Either way, it's going to be a home for me. Either way the option is beyond amazing.


Sunday, May 1, 2016

Mul on kodu

Pole tähtust kelle oma
varem olin ja kelle sa.
Vaatamata tagasi
saame julgemalt elada.

Valgus annab mulle sooja,
kevadel siis õitsen ma.
Kelle oma? Iseenda.
Nii saan suureks kasvada.

Friday, April 29, 2016

Connection

Connecting with people is strange - strangely beautiful.
It might be with someone you feel like you could talk till the end of time. Or with someone who shares the same humour and all you do is laugh - and that truly is enough for you two.
Sometimes you connect with a person only by sharing few words. Yet magically every time you see, you share a look that says more than thousand words ever could. Feels like you share a secret... of a great connection.
Some connections might brake, but they also might grow back together. Time heals and gives reasons to try again.
There will be humans who will come into your life, pick you up, swirl you around and then fly to the next one. But hey, all you can do is say "Thanks for coming! Thanks for showing me a good time!"
Most possibly there will be the ones who will make you feel infinite, make you a better person, put a smile on your heart.
And most possibly there will be the ones who will take that infinity away from you in a second.
Process of connections.




But in the end, it's good to feel something.
At least something. Doesn't matter if it's good or not.
It's something.

Aim for connection not for perfection. 
It's more inspiring. And humanly lovely. 

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Travel MEGA-MIX '15

Only some tiny bits and pieces. 



Some years will give you the questions and the next ones will answer them.
The year 2015 was full of weird places, questionable situations and moments. It was the year of not documenting everything but questioning everything.
Now it's pretty clear that the questions needed to be out there... 'cause now, in 2016, the answers are slowly showing up - I am more showing up.

I wish I could just keep moving. Life will throw opportunities until I finally understand, grab them and run with them. My butt hurts of sitting on a chair. It would be different if it would be on an airplane... So let's change that.
My soul is already running. My body just needs to catch up with it.

Universe is giving us all the tools, people, moments and lessons. But it doesn't provide us time.
The time is now... if not now, then when? 

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Elu võib naljakas olla

Mu hing ja mina ei hooli,
mis kell sa tuled.
Peaasi, et ootamatuse sa kaasa tood.

Mu hing ja mina ei hooli,
mis sulle nalja teeb.
Sest naer on teine kui nali.

Elu võib naljakas olla.
Kuid ta ei ole nali.



Monday, April 18, 2016

Mul on paha olla

Mul on paha olla. Seisan maa peal, aga hoian hinge kinni. Olen füüsiliselt keeldunud jooksmast kuid miski tormab ja otsib vaikust. Ma ei ole kunagi osanud aega peatada ning kes oskakski... kuid nüüd, hetkel, praegu võiks.
Mul on paha olla. Võõrutusravist. Unustades sõnu "ma ei taha" või "ma kardan, et". Võib-olla seda tunnevatki sõltuvuses inimesed - seda füüsilist jonnakust ja tahet saada tagasi mugavusstsooni kuid hoides sees lootust, isegi kui see on kahtlemist täis, ohuergas, eksimispelgas. See lootus peab olema järelejätmatum kui jonn.
Mul on paha olla. Seal kaugel mõeldakse mu peale ja mina vahel unustan ka selle, mis seisab mu ees. Seal oodatakse, igatsetakse ja toetatakse rohkem, kui mina siin neid, kes seisavad mu kõrval.
Mul on paha olla. Meretuul lülitab mu varsti välja ning ma pigistan silmad kinni - et mitte tunnistada.


Mul on paha olla.
Kuid see on märk, et varsti hakkab parem. Saame visata jalad taeva poole ja keskpäeval unustada kõik kohustused.

Mul on paha olla.
Kuid see on märk elus olemisest.