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Sunday, January 31, 2010

Immersed in Snow


Have a great week you all.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Here I am in snow white Malmö

Hey you all,


I hope you had a wonderful and productive week.  i have had a very tedious and studious week, never mind that snow storm hit Malmö big time, forcing us to deal with insolent drivers oblivious to the fact that we are not accustomed to commute in such extreme weather conditions in the south.  
Yap! driving through the snow storm and several cm of snow has not been exactly a walk in the park so..on the contrary a NIGHTMARE.  You bet! I'm as happy as a lark it is Saturday and i get to stay indoors and enjoy the warmth exuding from my good radiators. 


The second month is upon us, the first has came and is almost gone, but  leaving fragments of pain and sorrow, let us take a moment of stillness as we remember our Haitian brothers and sisters striken by the mighty force of nature, and appreciate all that life has allowed us.  Despite the bewildering ways of life I am so grateful for being, here and now.


cheers everyone have the best weekend ever, I intend to!



Thursday, January 21, 2010

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Disney on ice

To lighten up and boost the mood in my house hold, we took a trip to Malmö Arena, Yap! that is where the action is these days it's Disney On Ice!



And I being the biggest child on earth couldn't miss this show for anything right now, what with the darkness, frost bites and all the sad happenings of this world.  The performance was wonderful and put smiles back into many faces.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

A precious journey

Life, a precious journey, a journey that can be travelled in solitude or as a society.
It sneaks upon us engulfing us with warmth, security and total bliss and in a blink of an eye betrays and and mercilessly brings us to our knees heart broken and crushed.
Life is a precious gift we cannot take for granted, whether it's rosy or not, as long as you have it:
Love life, as long as you are here: Love living.

A moment of silence to Hatian victims. Sending Love, and prayers.

Have a blessed day y'all

Monday, January 11, 2010

hello friends

life is for living, are you living?
Good question huh?

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Shoe Talk

Yes I am unashamedly madly in love with shoes, that doesn't mean that I am about to talk about where to pick a certain hot pair.

I had a thought, what would my favorite pair have to say if they were to talk? That's right, I had a conversation with my sneakers and this is what they had to say:

I am the mother of all shoes, a best friend that adds bounce and speed to your every step, the only friend who kicks your butt back into shape.
I look ragged and beat, I would't be expected to look a day younger, every stain and every pebble on my soles have a tall tale to tell.  No borders are crossed without me, I lay in wait as you check into fancy hotels in the comforts of my warm shoe bag, knowing all too well, that it will be I experiencing the streets of yet another city, walking the parks, trudging and traipsing like the globe trotter I am.

I trudge in the Sun, wind and rain. It is I who cushions your feet and eases the tension when you run on the treadmills, I add bounce to your jumping jacks and it is I you sort after your Holidays binge.

I am reliable, my heels don't break, squeek or get caught on the pavement cracks when you need me the most, I am subtle and loyal,  remember? we ran the brolloppet marathon 2005? across the bridge, from Denmark to Sweden, how much more reliable can a friend be.  When I am torn, when I can no longer absorb the shocks, or come along with you, I will step aside as my predecessors did but untill then, it's just you, me and the Ipod.

How about that for shoe talk? Don't be shy, listen to your shoes and tell me what you hear.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Time travel

I have probably heard these words a million times"being present" and no it is not easy clinging to the moment, the precious present, like a featus depending on every single beat of its carriers heart, not daring to let go, the instinct of survival, the instinct of treasuring NOW.

And yet each day an event of some sort brings a feeble glimpse of the past.
So I spent a whole afternoon with a friend reminiscing, listening to some old music, " they don't make that kind of music any more." we both decided, so thank goodness for "spotify" it allows one to go way back into time and bring back emotions of sorts and i don't think it is such a bad thing looking back, when the best music is yours for taking, it may even be therapeutic hmmm...
Later that night I took a step back, several really, and welcomed the past the indistinct past.
It felt rather strange trailing through the old roads imagining myself clinging to those moments which at the time meant the whole world to me, but then i realised i would have to relive the dreadfull ones as well, umphh...so I clawed my way back into the present, the precious Now.
What if i told you that it is possible to go back in time, would you take that chance?
I do it all the time. I have SPOTIFY! How's that for time travel?

ps: thanks Madds for the time machine.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Happy Birthdays!

Happy fourth birthday sweet Jords hope you have an amazing day filled with fun, laughter and so much love. We miss you sweetie. xoxo

Happy Birthday bro! have a blast and a wonderful 2010! all my love .........Bel

Entrée 2010

The fact that it is 2010 is amazing, we are always planning the future ahead, never knowing what it entails and that is faith.
I am so happy that I get yet another chance that I am indeed a part of 2010 with all its craze and expectations to make it maybe a better year, a gentler year, the year that killed recession.

I am not getting caught in the new year resolution warp, I have decided to move forward one day at a time directing my movie writing my book.

I am responsible for the choices I make this year and only I, get to dream my painting before i paint it, I decide the brush strokes, add feitsy characters, I decide when they come in and when they fade out. I have the freedom to chose exuberant colors that define me, the perfect canvas pieces and I have the freedom to paint over that which no longer serves me. How about you!

cheers y'all

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