Thursday, 14 April 2016

The spring is slowly coming

Hej!

Here they come, few pics from a Sunday, when by the way we got Silver, a beautiful 5 months cat with all the energy of the world. He had never been outside before and it was so funny seeing him exploring, stepping carefully on grass for the first time, playing with butterflies. 

Sunny days in Sweden...















It is already Thursday and it seems the time flies away. We are in the middle of April and it is been more than a month since we came from our vacation in India. When you take perspective from a memory, it becomes a bit more magic.

Memories are a important part in our life and we tend to select that moments that made us happy forgetting the bad times. Our memory is smart and try to protect us. Then, we also play with our memories. Whenever something we did went wrong, we try to delete the rests of our "mistake" from our life, even that mistake comes with so much beautiful moments. I think weak people does that, take distance from memories, not allowing themselves to recognise the beauty and the happiness in them. Even the society push you to hide those memories. And also, having the "untouchable memories" can be a good gun for the "bad people" to hurt you. So my recommendation is, be better than that, reply to people with acceptance and in general, they will get shock.

I think brave and happy people recognise their pain, cry, go through it, talking it. Allow yourself to have those memories that reminds you once you went for something with all your heart but it sinked on the way. In my opinion it is really healthy to be sincere and honest with our feelings. And it is not simple. It takes time. But the worse thing one can do is pretending nothing has happened, cause all the memories you have now, are your life and make you the person you are today.

So, let's stop pretending. Yes, I do mistakes. Yes, I did a lot of mistakes. Yes, I still believe I am a good person after all. Yes, I have strong values.

With the memory of a magic moment in India, this is all for today.

With love

Tamara


(reading loud a random chapter of a book about philosophy and commenting it with my hungry boyfriend, while waiting for food)

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