A year ago we took photosd of “save the date!” This year in april as well - “Hello, baby!” :)
A year ago we took photosd of “save the date!” This year in april as well - “Hello, baby!” :)
Easter egg painting.
There’s constant incessant anxiety out there. Not talking about putin shmutin, and politics. but all the time between everyone. war has never ever been finished. this entire world is one huge war. dont need guns to have war. vegans schmegans against meat-ers, races maces, latvians russians, male female, bad weed good weed, drugs no drugs, alcohol free alcoholics and party people, what is beautiful and ugly, yes education shit education, money schmoney, city vs countryside, buy your food grow your food, car vs cycle, smoking kills smoking fun, gay no gay, etc and etc and more, and more, and lots of more or everything. we just keep fighting allllllllllllllllllll the time. there’s no discussion, it doesnt exist, we assume it’s discussion, but we jsut keep fighting , proving one another is wrong, this is the only and right way, no, your way is bad,
because it consists more fats in your food, eat vegetarian, eat grass it’s good, you choose to be gay you are not born gay yes you are born lets let them be (like what are they some disease?), what’s wrong with your face? what is that on you? this colour looks bad on you - maybe according your eye sight. this is beautiful but this is shit, no, maybe opposite, how do you know what is beautiful? do you think you really see, maybe you have pink naive glasses on? there’s only yoga and finding yourself in india?what? really? wtf? the only way how to show you’re good person is you white one help africa? what? how can you not like chocolate? how can you not like this and that? what’s your problem, why i cant cant like something? why i cant go to sleep early if i wish? why i cant do things good for myself so I keep myself in balance that I am nice to you, if you will teach me I should not do things I know help me to be calm, then just wait to see me out of balance and then you will realize you dont like to know me. Constantly we do this to each other all the time, and I am tired of this that have to explain yourself all the time why do you do what you feel to do. and then no acceptance, but fight back because no, i know better. we fucking know all the time better than each other, and me too, look at this , me writting i know better we should fucking stop being like this.
personally i just want to live on this planet this life how i feel to… just stop fighting. the war we know where guns are used only comes from this ‘proof’ war we constantly let to happen…
I wish to meet someone clear, clean. A pure soul, clean soul. No enlgithened spirituality, without pretense mask in this cursed world, on this cursed planet…
Cleaning my backpack I found a lot these tiny thingies in my bag which kind of are representing ‘one’ way of thinking,right. If you ask my belief. I don’t have one, I’m all that more than written religion, I’m hippie geek Hindu Mindu latvian shmatvian hipster mopster who dresses like loser as my brother is embarrassed of me when I wear whatever I find, and mum is forcing me to get new pants because it has holes… (I think it’s money waste). I am so tired of that people like to have these few keywords which are so of ‘who you are’. Can we stop judging each other. Can we just enjoy each others company for just being here and now together.
(According to who I am to people, I should have dreds because it is cool if you travel as backpacker and enjoy higher world than material. I should never use make up, never eat meat, and do only yoga and be talking about meditations. And try every herbal and human made drug because that’s what everyone does. In fact, I dont like drinking, one half beer is sometimes is fine, I will eat meat if served when you know where it comes from, I enjoy cycling and walking as my yoga, I meditate loud when hitchhike and sometimes I get out of balance, so, what, I dont like to do anything with my outlook as sometimes get new colourful fabric and flower crown, i like big comfy jumpers and broken shoes, because i feel sad for still good shoe to be worn but according to fashion it should be thrown out, i use makeup because i am shy of my skin issues, i destroy my eyes wearing contact lenses, i sometimes eat too much so i gain weight but i dont care, yes, i look bad and i become anti self confident because people judge me by my look and i still give a shit because people can be nasty in words, but then whatever. ill never be good for anyone, except for myself, and those few beautiful souls i meet in my life, but for the rest of people - never. there’s a big group of people who has the power somehow to judge everyone who is not like them. speaking about it - i hear already what my relatives talk about me (not family) and less I care, more sorry I feel for them.) they say things without even getting to understand me or know me…and not just them, but half of my facebook “friends”, it is just how it is.)
Forget questions such as where you from, what do you do for living and age! It all does not matter, it is more interesting to get to know the person not the status. these answers comes out naturally and then the story sounds more interesting than when we force it to each other. isnt it?
At the first months of living in Sweden last year, I spent a lot around people who knowsw so much about nature…
So, this is one of the best things I ‘learnt’. This gardener nightmare, evil weed with very powerful roots… People are trying to kill it, they hate it, but what they don’t know of course is that it is not just evil powerful, but opposite! It’s very, very good for your body health.
Of course, I didn’t know too, and I remember how I was taught it is bad plant. But I dont know why - as child I found it fascinating plant. I liked to ‘cut’ it because of it’s smell… And when I was told about this wonderful weed as food, then I could understand why I liked this weed since Im young, I probably sensed it’s good, just lack of knowldege or understanding that outside of garden food there are more edible plants!:)
English: Ground elder.
I coudn’t find a good link on explenation of this amazing weed magical power. But I will share some paragraph…
The leaves of the plant can be used as a foodstuff and are best collected when young and before the plant has come into flower (after that point the leaves become strongly laxative!). They can be used raw or cooked and have an unusual tangy, rather aromatic, flavour — a little like dandelion without the sharpness; on the way to sorrel without the lemony-ness. This plant is definitely and acquired taste and most who try the plant do not like it at the first taste. Most simply, the leaves can be cooked as a spinach but young leaves can also be used in salads, soups and stocks. The young shoots make a very acceptable substitute for spinach. It is still commonly used as a potherb in Scandinavia and is used as a vegetable in Latvia and Russia.
Well, if you are from this region - Scandinavia, Baltics, Russa - go out in your garden and pick up it! There are many various ways of eating it, but the one we did most of time during time living on farm - using the new leaves for soups, sauces, salads… And can pick up them sooo much and put in bags/boxes and in the freezer! Best way to keep them is to froze. Because they grow back very fast and you can make huge saving for autumn/winter! :)
Stockholm – Riga. Saturday night on the ferry.
I must admit it was one hella long or maybe even a short ride being alone in 4 bedroom room which cost only 30 euros (I was singing to myself and dancing around, and enjoying I have my OWN room,haha). As usually I am when I am travelling via consumer society institution – I just found a spot in a café by the window, had my notebook/diary and laptop with me, so, warmed up the chair for some hours until I got phone call from my sugarplum and could go back to the room, fingers crossing I have no roommates… What a relief it was I found only my bag there! Literally, cloth off, long so long shower, cheesy music on and…
Actually, it was a thoughtful process, as going back to Riga after a year being gone, living the path of heart, thinking about whys and wtfs, and the reasons, and the beginning and is there a finish yet?, and insightful understand of why these challenges, and the recent events, and this world, these people in my life now, this vision, this entering different unknown but inside deeply known, just acceptance of it. Ahh. And so on and so on.
I hope that the next time period which will be a time described as being in present time, later becoming my past time, or that present time which is past and now together in one, I will think through and feel for me the right way of how to say thank you for all these lessons. How to react thankfully. Just simply – I could stay rough and sour and become that old lady in the bus who’s mean and yelling at everyone. It is easy to hate the world and myself, but instead - I want to be that nice old lady who talks to these young students and lets them think afterwards ‘that was a strange lady, but very nice’. I’ve met them too! They come as angels in my life at strange moments and make me smile. And I want to be like them when I grow up. To get there, I don’t have to block myself out from the world and go meditate some certain way of meditation, no (I am mentioning it because I had booked a course), I have made my own ways of being with myself. That I hope I find to be thankful for my experience and let it go all what still holds me to be stuck. I stayed awaken half night writing a long story about all what matters or all what has and had happened, just to get out all. Now with all that information I have written I could make a chapter from each paragraph… Haha.
But now I am feeling, I think I will enter a new book, plans and ideas are happening, building up… Just it is me, myself and I who needs to prepare for new challenges, and be grateful for all what has happened, and be happy I am still naïve and pure without hate (just spontaneous anger,hehe).
Hejdå! På väg till Riga! / On my way to Riga! / Ceļā uz Rīgu !
Havent been there for a year!
3 day journey: Leaving Umeå after sunset, arriving after sunrise in Stockholm, Saturday afternoon before sunset off to Riga.
Before getting on the boat I already made a ‘new friend’. This person is Italian Colombian, speaks italian, spanish, french, russian, english and german, and learning swedish and latvian… Boom! And is on the move a lot. I think I need to start looking for bilingual education, learn three languages in a year!
I’ve been in Umeå for some time now, but feels as two days only. Had planned to do so much but ended up doing nothing from all that.
Now Im going back to Stockholm. And then in couple of days, next week im in Riga…. Duties to do with Give&Get festival (chekc out here, and come this summer! https://www.facebook.com/pages/GiveGet-Open-air-Friendly-Workshop-Festival/112109812218453 ) and of course family, family, fmaily time….
I’m tired. Since 2013 february Ive been away, but in April returned back for two weeks, now it has been A YEAR since Ive been in Latvia… Will be strange., uh!
Being around a lot people who are without standard lifepath of finacial support. I see a lot the ugly truth, that always and often those who have never had a lot finacial support, are more generous, and always find the last coin in the pocket or under the bed to share with. But those from background of never been givers only takers in past, in present time having more income than before, are still not givers, still want to keep the last with them and will stare in your mouth when you eat their food, which they have politely offered to you just to make appearence of being kind.
I have a friend who is used so much in this way. And I tell this friend this, to open eyes to see what the friends are doing. ANd this friend just says ‘well, yes, everyone is like that, what can do.’ Can do a lot! Firstly tell it! Secondly teach some respect. Thirdly, stop letting it. The wage difference is 3 times more. And these ‘richer’ always complains about no money and so uses my friend to eat out food frim his fridge, and never give back or buy anything next time. And these people call themselves as ‘love is one’ people, they dont give a crap, their hippie statements are full of ego, no freedom in there. Hypocrites. Sadly.
I’m 25 this year. So, no worries :D
Despite Umeå city trying to be modern and be culture capital city in 2014, the atmosphere here feels a lot like being in a small town in Latvia. (When you cross the borders of Riga, you’re thrown back in the past). Umeå feels is not ‘growing/changing/becoming modern’ as the rest of Sweden big cities. Here you still here ABBA on the bus, still have those huge computer screens in the library, not somany famous chain-coffee shops, and etc, etc.
It’s nice! It’s kind of interesting to notice this slow “development”, but by powerful politician tries to modernize this place, it looks like a cartoon story…
Also one another fact, Umeå living is not cheaper. A year ago I was already ‘warned’ that North is more expensive, but I didn’t understand, I thought it is opposite. Now I’ve been here in February and in April, that I noticed it. Malmö is really, really good for Swedes who wants to live cheaply, that’s the best place also for foreigner students. But I wonder how these so many beggars survive in Umeå? In Malmö there are beggars too, but not so many on one corner as here! Where they shop their food for the money IF they get it on the streets?
In Malmö the dumpster takes it’s winning path! And then they clean the city after drunk students throwing beer cans around…And then there are these small food shops run by they call immigrants… Cheap, cheap, cheap! (Even for my pocket) And few more “easier” ways how to be a beggar in Malmö. BUT HERE? I have noooo idea! I have told about the dumpster dive situation here, few years ago it was killed. So, I bet Umeå has the most garbage food as every shop has those crazy alarms on their bins… Police will catch you even if you are going to try to explain you just wanted to throw your napkin… So many beggars up here, less in south. Hardcores? I’m sure I am missing some interesting fact why they are here more, but from my side the picture I see, Im surprised how they survive here, where for my invisible money pocket it’s almost impossible to survive. I noticed that ICA and COOP here has at least 10-20kr prices higher than south.
Maybe we should invent two year exchange program Från Malmö till Umeå! Malmö folks could come up here and teach how to live happier, easier, cheaper, hehe. Or just students need those cafes, places, workshop areas, etc like it is in Malmö… (Yes, I love Malmö! I will love Stockholm when I’m rich haha)
Malmö - Stockholm - Umeå.
First photo sunrise in Lund on Monday morning. Last one, sunset near by Sundsvall on Tuesday.
Two hectic days. But this is what I wrote on Tuesday, shortly before arriving in Umeå:
This two day hitchhike… just across Sweden, according to experienced emotion roller coast, I feel it has been a week long journey. Now I’m in sj train riding for free, kind of. Mistakes happens. But every time when I felt I’m let down with this mass society, these mean people at these worst villages I’ve ever been… being close to give up, an angel was sent to me. I’ll never forget this beautiful mormor, who drove extra and was hugging me and didn’t want me to let go. This crazy Serbian driver giving me best Swedish practise (I’ve passed level 2!) , driving around extra. I got his number, he’s around Järna too. And short moment of our funniest conversation: “How many children you have? I don’t know, I also have been around Sweden hehe”.
And also this man who’s name I don’t know but his daughter Sabina lives in Järna. Was the best talker and listener, and fed my soul and belly. and last but not least… Funniest bus driver, after his shift drove around sundsvall just to show me his city! Last this kind man letting me to be on train….
People in mass upsets me. Today I’ve seen so much ugliness but every time after my tears about their meanness, these outstanding personas showed up to remind me to not give up.
These two days have been huge challenge. I felt I’m doing an exam at hitchhiking university or something….
I’ll sleep forever or till weekend now.
Good bye. Goodnight.
"There’s Sun behind clouds" for sure.
I have said Goodbye to Malmö, now Im in Umeå.