We must cultivate joy the same way we would a garden: with dedication, with intention and above all, with a willingness to let it grow with abandon.
Perfectly and beautifully said…
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the stranger /albert camus
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.
by Albert Camus from “The Stranger”
galaxies
Love that feeling…
hear the music /friedrich nietzsche
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.
by Friedrich Nietzsche
a smooth sea
discover /places on earth
Nobody can discover the world for somebody else. Only when we discover it for ourselves does it become common ground and a common bond and we cease to be alone.
by Wendell Berry, from “A Place on Earth”
lofoten /norway
Lofoten is known for excellent fishing and nature attractions, small villages off the beaten track and whale safaris. You can explore by foot, go rafting, visit the Lofotr Viking Museum, taste stockfish and be amazed by the midnight sun.
Nature Safaris /Every autumn the herring and killer whales swim up the Tysfjord and Vestfjord to spend the winter.
The Northern Lights /Lofoten is one of the best places in the world to see the northern lights.
Viking Museum /At Borg, archaeologists have discovered the largest house ever found from this era.
Fishing /Stockfish /Hiking and Biking /Rafting /Kayaking /Fishermen’s Cabins
In Literature /Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “A Descent into the Maelström” tells the story of a man who survived his ship being drawn into and swallowed by Moskstraumen. Johan Bojer’s novel “The Last of the Vikings” (1922) tells the story of the Lofoten cod fishermen.
nyctophilia
[n.] love of darkness or night, finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. I'm definitely a nyctophiliak... nothing compares to the quiet and subtlety calm, darkness of night.
ourselves /c.g. jung
Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.
by C.G. Jung
different /kazuo ishiguro
Maybe from as early as when you’re five or six, there’s been a whisper going at the back of your head, saying: “One day, maybe not so long from now, you’ll get to know how it feels.” So you’re waiting, even if you don’t quite know it, waiting for the moment when you realise that you really are different to them; that there are people out there, like Madame, who don’t hate you or wish you any harm, but who nevertheless shudder at the very thought of you – of how you were brought into this world and why – and who dread the idea of your hand brushing against theirs. The first time you glimpse yourself through the eyes of a person like that, it’s a cold moment. It’s like walking past a mirror you’ve walked past every day of your life, and suddenly it shows you something else, something troubling and strange.
by Kazuo Ishiguro
