“What is reality? Is it what we see and experience, or is it what we dream and imagine? Or maybe it is both, interwoven and influencing each other? The old square is radiating Light, waiting in patience. The sky carry a hint of drama and impending change. […]
“Here comes the neighbours!” … and life will likely never be quite the same again! […]
A beautiful fantasy canvas painting by Tomas Ljunggren and a great video performance by the incomparable Aleksey Igudesman!
A butterfly flew nearby. She saw the orchids and said to them, “You are like a magic floating carpet, so beautiful with the most enchanting colours! I envy you! Every day you can enjoy each others company, bask in the light, and be safe and happy. But I must work hard to find food and be afraid of predators.” […]
She was a creature of the Sun. But in this land there were rain and clouds and with time she became more and more sad and weak. Then her husband, the knight of her heart, built for her a castle on the highest of mountain tops within their lands.
It was, maybe, not the most practical of decisions […]
There are so many wonderful things around us and we try ever so hard to capture them all. But it’s only when we choose a single one of them, and use our time and energy to come close and to focus, that it will truly release its beauty for us. :))
To speak about the beauty of the sunset is not just a reflection of what I see, but something much more deep. When I experience something wonderful and it really touches my heart, then I feel at one with it. And peace and harmony and beauty suffuse me.
At the same time I feel as if a magical seed of that experience is planted in my soul […]
The waters are flooding the land, the storm-ridden clouds are rushing past overhead. The sense of drama fills the air! But one stands tall and unafraid. For that one has faith, and when you have faith you are made strong!
They were running and running as fast as they could and they almost reached the forest. But suddenly she stopped, supporting herself against the garden fence and breathing heavily. “I… I can’t run anymore.”
He carefully crawled up the hill and looked down, back at the village, taking care not to be seen. “They are following us,” he told her. “They are questioning people. And – they have dogs.” […]