about Love

It doesn’t need a reason
Neither an explanation
It’s something you give for free
But can’t get with a power

It is a highest law
For Life and for Being truly Free
It’s something you never can buy
But can own with an open heart
It’s something you never can just get
But already have it since you are born
And even long before

It can take a lifetime to discover it
To understand
To accept it
Within yourself

- but that’s great!

It’s something invisible, but
But might turn into visible in form of our actions
Sensible, by differently by various people

Truly it sets you free
Because naturally it tiden with forgiveness
By forgiveness you just let it go,
You break all blocks by opening up a lock
On your heart and mind
By accept you give yourself a chance
To sense it and let others sense it
All around.

7th dimension

Without any space

In 7th dimension -
Dimension of light

You find yourself
A true side

No fears -
Empowering yourself
Beyond a measure

A true nature
and else is
An illusion.

The eyes are opened
of your heart
It s warm.

A life discovery
again
First time

All meant to shine -
So everyone!

Feel Light
Emotion Journey
Breath

All joy you get -
You give again, -

And open up
The minds and hearts.

You make them smile
You make them laugh
You make them love
Appreciate.
To have Respect
and
to Forgive
Be honest
and Sincere True.


You have it all
Inside yourself

No fears -
Open.
Just discover,
Give.

Difficult simplicity

It’s easier just to lay, than go.
So easy is –
just make a pain,
Than say good words.

The easiest is to stay away,
To shut the door, and than,
To say: “Go out here! I don’t care”.
“No need! Don’t want!”
To run and say:
“Escape!”
So, not to go and begin
To write a new line –
For your life.
It means hard working –
Simple? Not!

It’s easier just to say than do.
“I will!”, and than you say:
“Forgot!”

To love is harder than to hate.
You have to offer something.
To steal and to fall down are
More simple than to give and raise.


To do the things as others do.
Not complicated.
You just follow
A river’s stream.

And than....
To throw all that far away -
That all, you keep inside so strong...
To throw away
From mind, from soul...
And close your heart -
By iron wall.

It seems more simple,
Than to think, and win.
To find the path, and bring to life
The goals, the dreams, the plans
You have
And than to say:
“I can!”

To save yourself –
It is not hard,
As hard as saving others, -
Much more to carry and to feel,
Not closing eyes for troubles.

Fridays are like Fridays

Well, I am trying to update here...
So far... I found I have a lot unpublished things on my PC
Never read by anyone. Or, read - but just by some few.
I thought, why these are just laying there - hidden from everyone?
Some of these things are quiet old, couple of years have gone for sure, -
Since these have been written.
It is so interesting to read these again after long time.
There is so much. Of me. Of life. Of experience. Of...
Maybe better not to say that much here. I will let you read and
understand these by yourself, through your own essence...

After reading these over again - once more - I want to say to all my friends: Thank you so much for being my friends and being with me through all these years.
I would never be what I am now - without all of you! Deep respect.

So little, but much


I have all my dreams from the heart
to share with you,
My friend.
I have all my feelings and sense
to share with you -
My friend.
All of a soul and all of my mind
to share with you
My friend.

The beauty of heaven and wind
Of mountains, rivers and rain -
To share with you, my friend...

I wish you were here -
More close to me.

But still
I wish you -
Enjoy!
Sun shines.
For always and ever.
Remember. -
I have so little but much...
to share with you
My friend.

Black and white

Black and white

In black and white I see it all
Don t feels the smell
And don t enjoy my everyday
This sky is white and earth is black
Her eyes are black
His hair is white
These strangers pass me by
His scream is loud
Her voice is soft
And clothes they wear
Are in black
In black and white are they?
Or what?
It s strange -
I see my life - so strange
Before in colors
Green and blue
And white
And yellow
Red and grey
And so in smells
Like flowers,
Bread and country side
And grass
But now yes, my grass is white
And sky s not blue
Not green, not yellow
Not grey not red
I understand
These are still there
Unseen by me or could not be
All seen by me
And only black
And only white
These keep alive
Until a new spring comes
Into
My heart

Memories from a past......

An Ocean. It has been a love from a first sight.I fell in love with it at once i saw it. From the very first second I got an experience of it. That first time I felt its gentle whisper and power of its waves, bringing you up...Bringing you down...Making you to forget everything else, and only enjoy its warm and caring cuddling. To calm down, to feel peace and only...No hate, no regret, no pain. Only being.
It has been so long time ago - I have been a child, running around on a beach for the first time. My parents were somewhere around, having a picnic on a grass. Strange - I still remember the color of a grass. Maybe, because it was not usual green color...It was a bit yellow, a bit brownish. Maybe, because it has been dry, but not hot. That year was a strange. The weather has been strange. It was 1987. In England they had coldest summer since 1740. It has not been that cold here. Just dry. I was running there on a sand, near the sea and watching my parents. Wind was blowing, bringing small crystals of a sand and drops of a salty water onto my face. I felt its smell. And I loved it. I loved the color of a sea. It hypnotized me, perhaps. That life has been strange. And I was running, following the sand line...Further and further. Soon I could not hear voice of my mother anymore. I heard only birds screaming above and this gentle whisper of a sea. That day I realized, my mother has passed. Birds were screaming about it. The sea was calming me down, by whispering the songs, greeting me by small salty drops, felt like tears running down on my cheeks, - making me feel happy and telling, telling, telling stories - about....lots of things...Universe. People who has been here before me. People who have passed. And these who will come. It has opened me another dimension of existence. That day I understood a lot and...I got one of the most closest friends I have ever had. I was 5 years old than.
I felt it has been best for me to be alone that time, besides the ocean, listening to the birds screaming, touching the stones and talking to the ocean. I had this close connection to it by somehow. Always I have been afraid of deep waters, but this was only making our communication much more exciting...It teach me how to trust my feelings, and keep it in touch with my mind. How to have a balance and be patient. Do not ask me how, but it teach me to see new opportunities in every difficulty. Maybe, because the ocean does not have limits. The power of it is not limited. It does not have a frame. Intuitively I learn t it already than. It helped me to survive and start living.

“As the ocean is never full of water, so is the heart never full of love”

Once in a spring

Still in Tallinn ;-


For these who still do not know - I am back to my homeland and beloved Tallinn,
already since 2,5 years ago. I am too la3y to blogg regularly.
Still miss Bergen!
I will be back for sure - so far in 2011 i think
and i need to complete my degree, hopefully it will be possible remote.

i discovered lately I am bored by Internet, phones and alarm clocks.
and got a plenty of new books

Miracles? i still believe in these, even if it seems funny to some of you

Just today...

Don't be afraid to love and to be loved.

Inside the rain

And in the rain. Yes, you are right it s raining again. It s raining, raining, raining. And it's Bergen...



A lot of sun,
a bit of rain
a bit of winter
lots of spring

we come
we grow
green and strong
we're sick,- sometimes,
but not for long

we bloom of love
and happiness
we cry, - sometimes,
of pain - in life,
in heart, in body, mind

we go, we run
we love, we learn
sometimes we hate
sometimes we kill
if not each other,-
our dreams
or just give up..
and pass. or leave.

we're strong
we're weak

'you!think by heart!'
it holds balance between
your soul and mind of yours..

we walk in rain
we burned by sun
we play with snow storm - we do!
and smell that sparkling autumn free3e..

We live the life
so simple's that...
we're the flowers -
here we are
to give you
light to smile...
and dream...
to love...
and care..
and forgive.