Drawing by Solveig, 4 years old

A repost from 2007

Gil : Kids - it's fabulous the freedom they have , they have no limits
Åsa -Yes, they are genuine in so many ways
even to the level of cruel
I love it
They can look at you and say, "I hate the drawing you ar making now, it is not good"
and then you make an other one and they are in heaven
Gil says:
I'm uploading on flickr a drawing by my daughter, she is 4 and made it yesterday, I had to scan it because I found it was fuckin good, see. I asked her where she found the idea, she said "in my head. It is a monster, and those are his teeth"
This is what I call freedom
Åsa - says:
OHMY! that is so great
I miss the times when I drew like that

Night thoughts

Who is ready to love? equally? openly?
not cling to the other for savior
nor pushing each other away
I don't want to climb your walls
I don't want to rescue you

These "games" of our hearts
they betray us again and again
Who is ready to really love?
Just him and her, alone and together.
- Aasa

All poems and photographs by Aasa Bergem



I am standing here quietly
listening to the leaves sing in the trees
filling everything around and in me
with a warm, nestled presence

then, just in a flash
just in a moment
like a bittersweet kiss
I understand deeply
that which has no words


˜*•.•*˜


To F

The branches move sadly in the wind
like hands waving goodbye

I opened up
to a new place
where i can truly feel

I slept too long in a dim light
but finally, I am really here
and it hurts
I love you


˜*•.•*˜

These memories are
like a glass jar filled with
light, green shimmering in summer shadows.
Standing in a windowsill, embraced by
smells of warm spice
and vanilla. I buzz like a tiny little
bee around the jar. Feeling the
softness of my shivering wings as I
fly. A moment with no time, but
just these dreams that form like flickering sun
behind closed eyelids


˜*•.•*˜




A faint longing can be sensed
rustling in the bushes
Close your eyes
and touch the grass with your feet
ever so gently
It´s a forgotten tune
maybe from childhood

But behind these hills,
shivering in the trees,
they soak your skin with life again,
and wander with you thought the soft shadows






˜*•.•*˜




Yes, do that, moon-wanderer
take your heart like a big wet rock
and throw it into the sea of clouds
I will not stand in your way
if our love scares you so

I can even stand next to you
watching it slowly sink to its black, hidden bottom
saying things like"Yeah, let's shock it"

I have done it so many times now
It doesn't even hurt anymore

although i used to hope you were different






˜*•.•*˜



I don't believe in the longing love anymore

in the dreams

in the missing

No, I believe in silence

in the night

and everything that is in the darkness

that is waiting to be seen




˜*•.•*˜


I stretch myself outwards and blend with the clouds
I am a tree with the winds blood in my veins
that feels its leaves fold out,
curiously

I stretch deeper, higher, faster, on -
until everything in me pulls
up, up, up and beyond

to all endings final surrender
I am spread out like butter,
soft, slowly and salty

now, dark, waving clouds are bursting
from my new-found roots
there, i can see the ground, far down
where you are left behind

no i am finally
smiling

goodbye


˜*•.•*˜


I have eyes in my hair
that blow with the wind
and reach out to find
an innocent smile without a wish

I want to know what we really believe in
and what we hide
between our thoughts
in the hope of something out there...



˜*•.•*˜



Benches in the night are draped in sorrow

around them thoughts are filled of all that could

have been

in the day, in the sun


so their cold, nightly solitude

grow even stronger







˜*•.•*˜



In the cool knowledge of
warm windows and sparking walls
far inside
I move beyond

the leaves are crushing under my feet
this is my blanket
and my fireplace are the blue shadows
that sing around each trunk
in the night


˜*•.•*˜

The night make tender dreams arise
that daytime leaves unknown
they gently flow like faint, sweet smells
from old and hidden wells
and gardens overgrown

˜*•.•*˜

I have something hidden
something forgotten a long time ago
a childhood memory perhaps?
a dream, a hope, a wish?
i don't know what it is
i only feel this sad and beautiful longing
stream through me
like the sight of a bright, warm window
after a long nights walking
in the blue shadows of the night

˜*•.•*˜


longing
without wings
without flight
without eyes

longing
without a face
without knowledge
without mind

wordless
timeless
but eternally returning

longing


˜*•.•*˜



Some road resemble
like a memory in a forgotten street
a place you have visited in your dreams

they make you smile
like wordless memories
and a cat finally come home

I just love this song so much. It is a comfort and inspiration. Easy listening, simple words, but a deep meaning


LET IT BE
When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be

And when the brokenhearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be

For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be

And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be

I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Yeah, let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be

The happiest countries in the world

This was a very interesting poll

There seem to be something to learn from Scandinavians :-)

Scandinavia is not a religious country, but a lot of people are spiritual, and maybe this is one part of our happiness. I will post an old classic here, that will never die, because it is relevant in age of the world. Lets make this our goal! Enjoy!

This is a very good, guided meditation, that works very deeply if you follow it right. I have used it many times, and find it to be quite poerful. Hope you will enjoy :-)

- Aasa

	Jeru Kabbal - Quantum Light Breath .mp3
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

Here is an other meditation, that can be done by anyone, no matter your mental og physical condition: Link: Smiling meditation

BOMB-THREAT!

( a re-post for new adult-children readers)

This story is not BASED on true incidents, it is (scarily enough) ALL true!
With the hand on my heart - I promise!


I was walking in the forest today and found a strange-looking wooden thing lying in the bushes (I usually snoop around a lot when I walk there)
It looked like it had some sort of on and off button on it.

I was walking together with a friend of mine, and at this point she had started to wonder why I disappeared into the bushes. So she came looking for me, asking what I was holding in my hand.
After stearing at it for quite a long time and examining it thoroughly, I managed to identify this fearsome object. And of course did not hesitate a moment to inform her, because I understood the true severity of the damned thing.

It was the on and off switch to the most dangerous and explosive bomb made in the entire universe (yes, a lot of bombs have an off-switch as well)
This bomb was made by the Vogons in a vicious plan to explode into pieces and wipe away earth for good. Luckily they had obviously lost the most important part, the on-button. And that is the only reason why we all are still alive today.
By her face I could tell she obviously had some doubts about my explanation.

She turned her back to me, persistent to walk on, showing a peculiar little interest in such an important matter.
But I couldn't walk further before I had found out what to do with the dangerous thing I was holding in my hands.
I stared at the switch very hard, trying to figure out if hard staring could help in any way.
After a while of staring it was pretty clear it didn´t help at all.
It dawned on me that I had to come up with an other solution than hard staring, but my mind was blank.
I wasn't sure if it was a good idea but I decided to search for advice. Sadly enough the only advicer around was my friend, who seemed to have a reckless relationship to bombs in general.

She advised me to throw it away, back into the bushes (and since it was of wood it wouldn't harm the nature anyway, she argued)
I thought about this opinion for a while and asked her if it wouldn´t be a little heedless to throw away such a thing....
What if the Vogons found it again - then we all probably would be...
pretty D-E-A-D
pretty F-A-S-T
Didn't she think it would be for the better if I brought it with me?
She said it would be okay to throw it away, and she also had quite a stern and convincing voice - I was just about to believe her.

I was nearly swept away by the environmental point she made, but still my doubts were clinging to me. So I asked her if she would take full responsibility if the Vogons found the on-switch to their eart destroying bomb and blew us all away
She said she would
She sounded so self assure I couldn´t doubt her for a moment. (Although I was shocked to observe that she even smiled while saying it)
I threw the botton back to where it had been, secretly admiring her bravery and somewhat impressive and shocking carelessness.

So now you all know
that if suddenly we all die in a huge explosion
I am not the one responsible for it
You MUST BLAME HER!!

------------------------------------

PS: I woke up in the middle of the night with an awfull thought
What if she was a disguised Vogon, sent out to trick me?

XXX
Aasa

Our approach to life and what it can do to us
Internal locus of control.
Just a few thoughts.

"The mind that turns ever outward
Will have no end to craving.
Only the mind turned inward
will find a still-point of peace."
~ From the Tao Te Ching

Take Free Locus of Control Test

This is a matter of perspective and where you put yourself in relation to the people surrounding you and what happens in your life. A person with internal locus of control feel responsible for their overall position in life. It is a person who will not say things like "I failed my exam because it was hard" or "because the professor hates me". Instead they simply ask themselves - "what was done wrong this time in order to cause thit result? And "how can i prevent this from happening the next time?"

They will never say "I didn't find work because of the high unemployment in the country i live in", but instead they think of what more can be done to get them a better chance. To sum it up, these people do not ignore external life conditions, but they never hang the responsibility of their failure upon them, they never play the victim's role , they know that there is always something that can be done. (And if it is not, they fully accept it and move on, instead of identifying with the situation)

The opposite way of dealing - external locus of control, is the person who feels that things outside themselves move against them. In other words, they play the victim´s role, partly because they don't have any other explanation. They may hang their problems on god's will, bad economy, lack of luck or anything else, the common factor in the resonnement is that the reasons are outer and not internal. The person might be conciously unaware of this, but they take no own responsability for their life by this passive approach.

Making these things concious is the first thing one can do to change this approach to life, if you want to change it. And by becoming more aware of your own role and approach, you will also find that you overall will feel a lot more powerfull, happy and strong (Belive me - taking out of personal experience here)
If you feel that you have external locus of control, maybe it's the time to change some of the fake beliefs that caused you to have such a way of thinking? Be brave and look at yourself with brutal honesty.
~ Aasa

In the 60s Psychologist Julian Rotter developed a theory called Locus of Control of Reinforcement. His theory centered around whether someone thinks their life is more influenced by external factors like fate, genetics, luck, environment (external locus of control) OR by internal factors like effort, tenacity, and free will (internal locus of control).

Your results suggests you strongly believe that internal factors like drive and free will define you whereas external factors like genetics, fate, luck, and environment have little or no effect.

Locus of Control Test Results

Internal Locus (81%) Individual believes that their life is defined more by their decisions and internal drive. External Locus (19%) Individual believes that their life is defined more by genetics, environment, fate, or other external factors.

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Three random thoughts about life and personality and attractions:

What we seek is always inside ourselves. What we want from the outside are twisted reflections of our own mind and feelings we carry that we consciously don't know about. This is the way to get to know them. Look at what we want from others, or what we make them feel.

If we stand still and don't try to catch those "illusions" we never get to know for sure what they are about. And we can learn about ourselves what we seek and project to the world and on or loved ones. Do you often feel rejected? Or do you often make your loved ones feel rejected? So you are creating rejection in one way or another. Why? Where does your own inner rejection come from? Old thoughts learned from parents or society? Learn from what gives you pain, anger and sorrows, instead of casting it away. To listen to your inner "voices" is to grow as a person and become wiser every day.

An other though - there is also a natural flux in our mind and subconsciousness. A drive that moves us in ebb and flow. Processes always moving from inward to outward, from alone to together. Like night and day. Day is outward and night is inward. If youth was summer and elderliness was winter ... then we could say by silogism that as we get old our inward processes get longer and our outward processes get shorter.

So, to be with somebody and to love them is to learn these things:

To learn about yourself, and your deeper unconscious feelings. To grow and be thought by them and through this also to learn about an other person. To in the end see through your own projections and see the other as they really are. that is when you come to love somebody for real. And then. to flow the natural flux of life, the aloneness and the togetherness. The solitude and the uniting. This is, to me, what creates true, mature love, if we are able to do it.

now here is the last perspective, and I think al together they blend and make a whole image of our human existence. The first is the physical. The second the biological. The third is the spiritual. In some ways, they can seem to be contradicting each other, but they are really completing each other. The spiral part is to go beyond the human personality and find the inner silence and the core of your being. In this way you can move beyond conflict and address others with love and acceptance - what the centre o your being is truly made of. Here is an e-book from an author who has inspired me very much on the spiritual realm. Enjoy!

Some good videos with political content

The Daily show

This show is really good. You cannot go to the news channels anymore to get the truth in the U.S. Now maybe this is one of the few voices left in there who really does! Enjoy!

A remix of Bushes speeches, made into the classical song of John Lennon. Imagine!