• How do you live your life?,  Inspiration

    The place to heal

    It’s humid and scorching hot. The yellow Thai morning light paints the yoga shala beautifully. Birds singing outside. The teacher has wild brown hair and an animal vibe. Sophia. Big eyes and confident moves. Wild, free and close to nature. Instantly she gets my full attention. And I trust her. As we are moving through 90 minutes of yoga. After challenging liberating hip openers, jumps, breathwork and twists, we enter the last pose. Relaxing in Savasana. Accompanied by Devi Prayer. I close my eyes and notice I can finally breathe deeper. My breath is long, even and smooth. There is no interruption, nothing in the way, it’s just a soft…

  • How do you live your life?

    To carry your own heart

    You say you’re fine As you’re falling apart in front of me You say you’re good But you can’t hide the truth I see you I see everything You have no idea My dearest friend Dare to rest in your imperfections Remember to embrace uncertainty Know that you are worthy While your world is shaking While it hurts And you haven’t figured it all out yet Because it’s OK You say you’re afraid of being lonely Of showing all of you And you’re not even sure of who that is You’re afraid of messing up Of letting love in You say you can’t give what they want But perhaps the…

  • How do you live your life?,  Inspiration

    Who cares about hoes?

    I could choose not to. I could choose to sigh and move one. Ignore. Forget. Think that oh well, it’s a man’s world. But I choose not to. When a man uses the word hoes in his insta story. When a man spreads his legs next to me on the bus so I get less space. Then I choose to question and I choose to spread back. This is not because I want to cause a scene or be mean, or because I’m an angry feminist. I am a happy feminist with hopes. We all have a responsibility to form the future we want. Equality doesn’t come like that. And…

  • Amsterdam,  How do you live your life?

    A Swede in Amsterdam – my first 6 months

    Dear readers, sorry for the poor updates. It’s like I’m writing in my head but it doesn’t come out. Here’s an update. Believe it or not, it’s almost 6 months since I left Gothenburg for Amsterdam. With an open mind and heart, and without a timeframe. A move that was led by my intuition and my longing for something different. Scared and excited. Prepared yet not prepared at all, didn’t even have a place to live. Things have happened – and changed, as usual. Within these months I have taken steps in my integration process, not necessarily to become Dutch, but to be able to live in this country, as…

  • How do you live your life?

    Why I moved to Amsterdam

    People ask if I moved to Amsterdam because of a new job. Well, I do have a new job here but the will to make this move came from something else originally, before that opportunity came up. The reason can be described more as love or longing, a desire to be in a more international, creative, vibrant and inspiring place, which in this case means being true to myself. For the longest time I’ve had a sort of vision board (à la word nerds, hence text only) with different cities where I could see myself. All with pros and cons. Easy to get a job, already have contacts, high rents, good kizomba, bad…

  • How do you live your life?

    Fina lilla krumelur jag vill inte bliva stur

    Hur vill du leva ditt liv? Vill du ha raka sträckor eller vindlande vägar på livets långa resa? Så löd en sång vi sjöng när jag gick på folkhögskola. Ja, för där sjunger man, skriver haiku vid havet och pysslar mm. Ljungskiles folkhögskola. Jag läste den fantastiska kursen ”Världens kurs”, om global utveckling med fokus på Indien, dit vi också åkte på en tre veckor lång studieresa. Jag lärde mig massor. Om världen. Om Indien. Och om mig själv. Nya perspektiv. Det var en fin tid skulle jag ändå säga. Och korridorslivet – ett minne av te, filmkvällar, vin, röj och tusen olika dialekter. Mitt rum på cirka tio kvadrat…

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    Sverige vs ljuset – throwback 2012

    Lite nostalgi. För fyra år sedan publicerade jag detta blogginlägg (på min dåvarande blogg). Jag hade nyligen kommit hem från en termin i Australien och slets mycket mellan här och där. En tillvaro med hey mate, ljumma bbq-kvällar, gentlemän som kallade en darling, leenden, enkelhet, värmen – i luften och i människors beteenden. Jag minns att jag hade väldigt svårt att acceptera tillvaron i Göteborg och den svenska mentaliteten. Och ifrågasatte mycket hur människor gjorde sin val och levde sina liv. Torsdag 8 mars, 2012  Igår när jag tvingades ut i den begynnande snö/regnstormen och den obarmhärtiga kölden grep tag om skelettet så var det svårt att vara positiv. De vårkänslor som hade…