Noche de insomnio

Aquí estoy, a las 03.30 de la noche y sin poder dormir. Este escrito lo debería de haber hecho hace horas y hubiera descansado, pero no. El cerebro ahora mismo no conoce de razones, simplemente gira alrededor del miedo. Miedo a que no hayamos aprendido de la historia, miedo a que se repita lo que … More Noche de insomnio

Going in circles

Yes, today is one of those days. One of those days when I feel trapped because I make two steps forward as a slave and three steps back as a human. It is very frustrating, to know exactly what kind of life you want to live and still being unable of taking next step. Or … More Going in circles

Colourful horizon

    Another sleepless night, the winter is still here. When words can’t match our feelings, it is time to let it pass. Enjoying the silence, the pain is more obvious. This time I will decide how long will this transition last. No need to rush though, still learning in every step of the way. … More Colourful horizon

Vi er glass

Noen dager vet du at du skal ha et spesielt møte med et annet menneske. I dag var jeg forberedt på å møte en person som har opplevd et stort tap i livet. Det eneste jeg kunne gjøre var å holde henne i hånda i mørket. Mitt livserfaring, min faglig kunnskap betydde ingenting. Det merket … More Vi er glass

Our need for love

Sometimes you read texts that moves your brain; other times you read texts that moves your heart. This morning at 5 o’clock, I came through a text that shook the whole of me up. The title is “Hunger makes me” by Jess Zimmerman. It shook me because it brings an issue I have been struggling … More Our need for love