Month: March 2020

Feeling a bit tired physically, I have just played and painted a large picture with an almost four-year-old fantastic girl. Sweet, fun, between a toddler and a big girl.

I love her untamed energy. There is nothing like a child laughing and having fun in every way possible during tough times.

I´ll be used to it because it is both a necessity and a great joy for me to use a couple of hours every day as long as it takes.

Today, I still follow the news, but I´m also taking care of myself. I sit in my living room with a bingeworthy TV-series. There is as always music in my ears, and today´s blog post may seem ordinary. But, believe me, there is nothing ordinary going on.

We are being told what to do now. And here, we listen and we do what we can. I just cancelled my weekly consultation and asked for a phone call when possible. My counselor has more than 85 citizens to take care of, and I can easily wait.

I think a lot today. And I have noticed the silence in the streets.

I need to do something creative to divert me from a brand new day with new regulations to learn and respect. So I write from the bottom of my heart.

I feel anxiety today. But I´m okay. I can handle it. I have everything I need. I have family and friends. My health is okay, there is enough food, and I can be creative wherever I am in my home.

I´m happy and content. Being attentive gives a good night´s sleep. And mentally, I´m growing stronger for each day.

I have to be strong right now. We all have to. But it will be a hard journey.

It´s time for learning lessons. To appreciate the much we have, if we stop for a time and think about it.

I want to spend time with people, but we have to be careful around each other. So the time when my husband sleeps or is busy taking care of us is often lonely and tough to deal with.

Especially when it is only day two in a changed world. It is time for a writing session if no chores need to be done.

The witch in me is planning the Sabbath Ostara/Spring Equinox. Where day and night have equal length. It´s time to balance, to enhance inner peace, and to ask the Universe for better times.

The writer in me wants to let my fingers dance quickly over the keyboard. It´s time to return to my novel, I got all the inspiration I could wish for regarding tension and possible conflict.

But the person behind, me, I fight today. It is an inner battle between my moods. I cross my fingers that the light one, however fast, prevails. I´m sure it will because life has taught me how to fight for making the most of every situation.

I look for the positive in everything I do. I can handle negativity, for I banish it from my personal sacred space. As I will it, so mote it be.

The present moment feels safe, although I´m feeling quite a lot of anxiety today- It feels like a locked gear, the anxiety shows me its icy teeth from time to time.

Well, I´m in control here, thank you. I got my medication in time, I use my sacred witch´s den to gather my thoughts, and I use this blog as a diary in these days.

Now we grow up. Our basic plan works, and there´s only one thing to do, to keep on trucking, to keep on doing our best to create a sacred space to feel comfortable with, and to keep on believing in better times.

The world spins faster today, even though there is deep silence in the streets. It helps to write about it, a little less scary everything is after a writing session.

I enjoyed a longer nap together with my husband and four sweet animals. I need to speak with my 81-year-old father this evening. I need to get this out of my head. I need to tell my self that I´m okay here.

At the same time, I feel prepared, ready to fight my way through this, and scared like never before.

It was quiet outside before, when the little wise, old dog needed to go to the garden and do his stuff. He lies peaceful next to me, as I write these lines.

Writing takes time today, it´s feels uphill, but I go forward one word at a time. As we do with this new everyday.

I listen to the news, but I also seek comfort in my little piece of this crazy world. Today, it´s tough mentally.

The picture today is of my sweet, little, wise, old dog Kvik. He is almost ten years old and a true friend and companion. Always sweet and happy, always eager to play and cuddle up and stay close to me.

A quick call to my father was bliss. It was good to hear his voice, and at the moment, he is coping like we all are.

In 10 minutes, there is another press conference with our Prime Minister. I´m going to watch it, and then I´ll take a short warm bath, dress comfortably, and throw myself into the art of writing a novel.

So, for now, this is my hope for the world: stay safe, stay at home, be attentive and take it easy tonight.

I send my thoughts, my positive karma, and some hugs. Today we need it.

So, I came through last night, although it took some time to fall asleep. Today, I have played with a seven-year-old, tomorrow another turn with an almost four-year-old awaits.

Now, it´s Thursday evening. I´m considering the blog post for tomorrow. This time it almost feels like writing an online diary. I write what I feel.

And today I feel a bit overwhelmed. Many new regulations to get to know. And all along, the news running on and on. I have them in the background every once in a while.

Surreal also to watch other people, the Danish people go hoarding. It is so shameful to be a Dane tonight. We are supposed to help each other and especially the old and the weak.

But here at my place, there is peace and calm. We take all this day by day, hour by hour. Mentally, I´m a bit tired tonight, and it is okay to both feel like this and write about it.

We are about to change our laws, our society, and the way in which we behave.

It is a new reality. It is really happening right here, right now.

I have waited the whole day. But now I feel that my decision about not writing on my novel a whole day was the right one.

The words are flowing so much easier tonight. I listen to instrumental music with an occasional choir.

I need to watch the news at nine p.m. Then I will write for about an hour and go happy to sleep.

Writing helps me come through this . And my family, friends for life and almost a clan of special, good people few feet away and some at a impossible distance at the moment.

As so many others try now.

My bipolar mood is in the fast lane, but I got my medicine in time without hoarding. And I´m positive, yet attentive to what happens around me.

I´m okay. If I don´t feel like it from time to time, take it easy, I´m okay, I tell my self.

The world is spinning fast enough without this. My only solution is to remain calm and listen to what the authorities say. To help whenever possible.

My diversion is to be creative and do something I love and can do here at home.

So, tonight that is a sigh of relief to prepare to write on a project like a novel.

It is day one in a new perspective. We made it through the day without trouble. Thank you, dear Universe, for making this day possible.

And thank you to the many people working hard to keep the rest of us going.

Tonight, our country changed. Already, people are buying like crazy, although we are told to be patient and take our precautions, but also to act responsibly.

I think a lot tonight. My father is 82 years old. But we are all at risk here.

It is the first time in my lifetime that we see so drastic measures in our country. It is fair to say that our Prime Minister and our authorities are doing their best to make this tolerable.

We need as citizens to listen and to act with responsibility and care for others than ourselves. In the small town I live in, there has already been the first post about voluntary help to people in quarantine.

Tonight, I´m sending loving energy and positive karma to all special people wherever you are right now. That includes you, dear readers and followers.

Please take good care of yourself, this is changing times for real.

In order to keep my thoughts in check, I have decided to write my way through it this night. Tomorrow, I will play with the kids next door for the schools are being shut down now. And I will make something beautiful and creative. With as many different colors and materials as possible.

I need to think of something other than Corona-virus.

We have a basic plan her when things go crazy. It is to make the best of every option available to get through this. And we will get through this. Somehow. Some day.

Right now, the most important thing is to remain calm and get used to a life in slow motion. The next is to stay updated on the news. And then check that we have what we need.

Our big country-wide shopping companies has ensured that there is enough food if we don´t hoard.

It´s alright to feel a bit overwhelmed. It´s okay to put words on the anxiety. And it´s fair to ask the world to quiet and to ask people that we help each other and learn to keep doing it.

This will cost in many more ways than money.

Thank you, dear Universe, for the much I already have. Forgive me for eventual grammar errors. Tonight, I just need to rant and to feel and come to terms with this.

This is not good, not good at all.

I´m in strict control of my anxiety tonight. I use all my strategies and yet I also want to curl up like the three philosophical cats and my sweet, little, wise dog.

But I keep on writing. It´s going to help me through this strange night. An ordinary Wednesday evening in March 2020.

Tomorrow, I´m going to print my first six pages of my novel. The pages are headed for the wait pile. In a week from now, I will know the exact direction. I have chosen one way now, and I´m going to stick with it.

Every time I read the words aloud, I can hear if it doesn´t sound right. And these six pages keep coming back to me.

To go on from there is a more demanding task than I could ever have imagined. But I can´t help but love the art of writing more for each day behind the keyboard.

It also helps to write here. I have a lit candle for healing right beside me.

In the background, there is news on the TV. Every once in a while I look up and take another deep breath.

I am staying right here, right now.

My bipolar is switching to the faster rhythm. Maybe it is a good time to be able to recharge often. It will be necessary later on.

But for now, there´s nothing more to do than to get a good night´s sleep.

So, dear world, take it easy and calm down.

I think not. The news today startled me for a brief moment that went into an hour and a half by now.

The Corona-virus is affecting my country, and it´s time to take sensible precautions.

Today, I feel the importance of writing my heart out. I need to tell my loved ones that I love them, I want to run, but there´s nowhere to go. Not that I want to go anywhere right now. I sit in my living room, with my novel unfolding before my eyes.

Two days have passed now since I began this part of the journey about writing a psychological thriller. Oh, world, today you are such a thrill, black irony may be present. Now I know the first tender touch on the keyboard, changing into a fast melodic rhythm when a new novel has begun.

It´s a funny thing that writing stuff. It is precisely as difficult as I imagined it. Yet it is irresistible, enticing, and enchanting. I bow for the writers before me – it is hard work to write. But it is worth every sigh, every doubt, and every second of my time.

Today, I have put my playlist on random. It gives me time to make sensible breaks in my writing session. Even though it is kind of chilly outside today, I´ll go and get the picture for this blog post from my husband´s beautiful spring backyard, where there are countless spring flowers in full bloom.

My husband and the little wise, old dog sleep peacefully right beside me. My sweet neighbors are close by, and I have everything that I need in close range. I´m grateful for my life right now. I spoke on the phone with my father, and he is well and happy.

I can´t do business as usual behind the keyboard anymore. I have changed, I can feel the words come alive when I touch it with dancing fingers that follow a distinct rhythm, from slow, careful little taps to the big panorama, the ultimate feeling of freedom, the very reason I write. For the love of it.

The world situation is what is, and we must take it as it comes. To think twice and be extra careful is always sensible, but today it became real to me. In a few minutes, everything stood still. Then I realized that life goes on despite any bumps in the road forward.

We are travelers in time and life is meant to be lived right here, right now.

So I will think, I will listen, I will be careful. But I will also fight every inch of the way and only lie down when my time is up. After all, I´m a Dane by birth, and I honor my Nordic gods and goddesses for their strength and encouraging outlook on life.

But I will also live my life the way we do things here.

We have made a basic plan for what to do if anything should happen. The first rule here is to keep calm and think before you act. The next step is to ensure that we have what we need and stay focused and calm. Therefore, dear Universe, please keep my anxiety in check.

Today, I especially don´t need negativity. I know it is necessary to be extra cautious these days, but I´ll try not to make it affect my everyday too much. So, in a sense, it is business as usual behind the keyboard, for I need to write a certain amount of words to feel whole.

On the other hand, I can´t quite let go of the world of today. Is this the calm before the storm? I will try to create a healing spell for the Universe to take and grant people needing it. On Monday, it is Full Moon, and it would be appropriate to make a healing ritual here.

I wrote dialogue this morning. And it sounded good. So for now, it is in my first draft, chapter one is on its way soon. I have decided to do word-counting only in the evening after a good day´s work. It is useful to count words when practicing to write longer.

However, when writing a novel, it feels better to wait with the word count. It sets me free not to think about the number of words that I just wrote. And it surprises and enjoys me more when I find that I have accomplished more than I expected.

I write at the moment that inspiration strikes. To make it happen, I listen to great orchestral music, classic rock´n roll, metal, and modern music. It usually takes 5-10 minutes to warm my fingers up and find a writing rhythm that delivers something worth reading.

If nothing happens in half an hour, I make a break in my writing session and do something completely different. This morning, I finished two delicate little projects for my husband and cleaned my creative den from yesterday´s stale energy.

I feel better now. It always calms me down to write. And today´s blog post is a mix of partly ranting, partly to keep on trucking no matter what. I have told my loved ones and my extended rainbow family that I love them and that they are the backbone of my ability to write.

We are as prepared here, as it is possible to be. Being attentive, but still get the daily chores done, is my best alternative answer to the world of today. Well, come on, let´s boogie-woogie. Change is the only constant we humans can be sure to meet.

The past was yesterday and cannot be changed. But I can change my reaction to it and make life a whole lot easier. The future is still unknown territory. So I take it easy, I live my life in the present moment, and I don´t waste my time waiting for something to happen.

May your week be blessed, dear readers.