Half way, you are, you are love and a half o.o

 

Walking in the snow will only be easy for one if one has the company of someone. Someone with whom one can talk, live and share things.

Thoughts, ghosts in mind and feeling lonely and lost. Talking with who, to who, to and only with herself?

It´s not good for anyone. Being there, somewhere, alone. A lost soul with no one to hold onto, to hug and talk to but only herself. Being there, somewhere, alone and with no place and roof to stay under and rest.

It´s not good for anyone´s mind. Being in the craziness of an unknown and strange place, of that kind of place. Being in nature in it´s purest sources, state and forces, not good for a person´s mind and body being there alone, in the beauty and in the ugliness, and in the light and darkness of nature in it´s greatest splendor. Being there, inside a place, a box, in the ambient and cold temperature conditions of the place. Which can be quiet, comfortable and warm if there is a place and a home to live in.

Not good, because, it´s crazy, beautiful, wonderful and amazing to a person´s mind.

Good, because, there are senses and feelings in a person´s soul and body. Means that the person has feelings and it is good to have feelings, to feel something in the body and mind, meaning that the person is alive, and it is good to be alive, yes it is. Because there is adventure, wonder, mystery, puzzles, spirit, imagination and fantasy in the mind, Because there´s the craziness of it all in one place.

Should a person feel free? 

Yes.

To have all the freedoms?

 

But should freedom be the aim of it all and an achievement?

Where´s love?

Prisoner of love?

If there is love, let love be imprisoned in the place and gates of love.

Walking in deep snow is even more difficult and hard if one doesn´t have a place to go, to stay and to live. Like a land and a home. One must lift the feet.

Where to go from there? When a person has no place to go? You have no place to go.

You´ll be there, walking around, traveling, living outdoors, running, but not for too much longer.

What is keeping you there is because you can...

What are you feeling?

Somehow feeling homeless, lonely, lost, sad, angry.

Why?

Angry?

With yourself?

Thirsty and hungry?

Needy?

What are those needs?

Human needs.

What are you missing?

A truthful and good companionship, friendship and love.

A home?

A door, a window, a garden...?

A piece of paper, a blank page, for sketching, writing...

Chapters 

A canvas, a brush and paint...

Some imagination and fantasy and you can paint anything... abstract or not to anyone´s vision, mind and thought. Blue, white, grey, you can choose the colors of your painting. Rose? Rose, so be it, Rose it is. Lips? Are you thinking about a kiss? A kiss on a naked and tasty raspberry?

The fragrance of flowers that are lay on the floor?

Where are your shoes? Your socks? Where are you now?

You tell me, what thought are you having in this moment as you are reading these words? Where are you now?

Yes, it is a cold place, a colder place in the winter than in other places. But there are forests, cabins, homes, fireplaces, saunas, wine, clothes. What else can there be? Sun, sand and water, peaches, shot drinks...  a companion?. 

The pulk cable broke, how could it break?

Sabotage?

The sled cargo is not so heavy, you are strong but not so so strong to break that cable. Are you?

Half way, yes the sled is getting heavier and heavier, as your body and mind, as you shorten the distance to the finish line.

I´m in Sweden, running a marathon, what am I doing here and not in Finland with you?

I´ll be there, at the finish line, if I don´t get disqualified due to my writing.

Love You