Thursday, March 31, 2011
Corner View, reflection. I find myself returning to this place, no matter the subject. My family has a house by the sea in southern Sweden. My maternal grandparents bought the lot and built the house 50 years ago. Now it's my parents place. I go there every summer (like I have been all my life) and it fills me with joy and humility to watch my kids run on the cliffs I used to run when growing up(and my mother too). The thing I wanted to get at is that when I come there I change into a certain mood. A very sleepy, reflective mood. I find myself very introvert, focused on details. Like the shape of a petal, the sound of the waves or the words in my book. Everything there seems clearer and more true. The stars are brighter and the air is easier to breathe. A happy reflective place.