28 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

A red house, a blue house

I arrived in a red house. A house with a history, a story. A lonely house in the woods. No electricity or running water. I live here with some other people. Every day we walk the 20 minute walk to our hosts, to Jeppe and Andrea who are living the pioneer life and need help doing that. Building, clearing, foraging, gardening. I’m learning about plants, preserving food, self-sufficiency. About people and life. About myself. Before I came here I was in the south of Sweden, near the city of Lund, in an ar...

24 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

that’s why

And what happened to the y-shaped branches I collected in the beginning of this adventure? The ones symbolising questions? Tools to find water, the source? Or usable as catapults, when necessary?I forgot about them. And sometimes that is the best thing...

23 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

walking in circles

i woke up feeling strangefully dressed on my bed, fully light outsidei missed the full moon perigeei fell asleep at 9 last night, unintentionallyand only woke up at 6i had been planning to bike to the lakewhere my walking friends were watching and go to the snails afterwardsbut i slepti felt sadwhen i walked down the stairs to make some breakfastmy legs felt as if i had been walking for hoursand i thought of the quote i started this project withto step is to dreami must have dreamt a lotand then i remembere...

21 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

when snails dream of running

i slept outside the snailhouseand dreamt of snails runningor maybe the snails were dreaming of runningand i just dreamt of clouds ready to be harvestedi had been planning to eat the snails*rituallywhile watching the full moon perigeebut maybe i’ll danc...

18 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

feetless

where does the walking stop? and who am i walking with?a friend send me a poem tonightmoon rondeau by carl sandburgi was just thinking about snails carrying moons on their backsabout the longest day being the start of summer but at the same time the beginning of the shortening of daysmy favorite flowers have start to witherand bonnie prince billy singsabout weakening his darkness by holding it close to himloving it, being inseperable to itand then this "Love is a door we shall open together."So they told ea...

17 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

the centre

Next to the cathedral in Lund they built a labyrinth. The priests use it to do labyrinth walks, every morning at 7.15, sometimes in the afternoon as well. After our presentation in the Visitor Centre we were invited to join the priests in a walk. It was the second time I walked the labyrinth.The first time, a few weeks ago, was with pilgrim priest Anna. Before she entered it, she told us how she usually walked the labyrinth. She took a stone, carried it with her while walking and with every step she though...

16 Jun 2013 | walking in circles

words

The priest asks: "Do you feel a pilgrim now?" and I don't know what to answer. Pilgrim is a word, like yes is a word and no is a word.The same evening I watch the documentary “Patience” about W.G. Sebald’s book The Rings of Saturn for the second time. I am looking for a quote I had written down in my notebook without mentioning the source. I suspect it is from Sebald. I find out it isn’t, but it is in the documentary, it is about him. “.... if you allow yourself to become a wri...