Good evening from a X2000 railway service that terminates at Stockholm Central Station in less than an hour! This is certainly another type of ’training’ than what I have been up to A LOT the recent weeks. Let me put it this way – the gym has been a hit! Even though I am currently travelling backwards in a semi-comfortable chair, it is nice to just sit back and relax for a change.
Since I have a few days off work and other duties now, I thought that I should keep you posted while I am away. So, blogging starts here!
This morning I went for a luxury take away breakfast at Gateau but I could not resist a delicious pastry of saffron (as seen above) as well. Yummy! Pumpkin spice everything season is – to my despair – over. However, I am obviously moving on with other spices!
Escargot, this train go… Let me be Stockhome already!
And I know I will drink positive in these metallic pink champagne rosé glasses from MOËT. Imagine a New Year’s Eve party with one in your hand!
We often talk about how actions speak louder than words, but I have got to be honest with you – as always. Actions without words does not appeal to me (either). I am a woman whose body and soul are one with the words. The more I express them, the more they come to me. In the end, I overflow. I have to get them out of my system. That is how my words rule and this, is how I rule the wor(l)d.
Actions are crucial. Words are necessary. I am coming from a place where my words were not always welcome. Words in terms of strong arguments. It did not matter if I was right. In fact, that was undeniably the major reason to why I had to zip it. The truth of certain actions was too perplex to be revealed through this very mouth – through my words. Implicitly, I was better off keeping everything within me; within the stomach, head and heart of a child.
Actions and words apply to multiple levels of life in several ways. I do need the talk through actions, but words must be present in one way or another on a daily basis, too. Actions and words go hand in hand. Words do not mean more to me than actions, I merely figured that words generally mean more to me than to others.
Never again will I put the weight of unspoken words on my shoulders. They might be able to handle it after an infinite number of hours in the battlefield, however they do not deserve it. I shall stick to this commitment for the rest of my life and I a woman of my word.
Words are not just words to me. I use them wisely and I love to play with them. However, that is a whole other story. I love deep talks, connecting with other people and finding the right words to say… It is not as easy as it may seem. In the progress of getting to know myself better I have learned a lot about communication. Here are some keywords (sentences):
1. Active listening versus passive hearing.
2. Be aware of personal perception filters.
3. Listen with your ears, eyes and gut.
4. Understand as you seek to be understood.
I warn you, with me you will always get too many words but I ensure you that they all have meaning. I do not do words for nothing. This post is long but now I feel confident that nothing is left out and nothing has been wasted. At times words fail. On the other hand, actions failed me first and that is where words fill in.
Some of this might be difficult to understand. I am being fairly personal but at the end of the day, I am writing this for no one but myself.
I often feel the urge to explain in words (preferably written) and I continuously expect explanations from others. For instance, I cannot take no for an answer. I need to know why. I constantly seek to comprehend and it is hard for me to understand beyond reasons. There has to be at least one and it most certainly has to be reasonable, or I will argue. It is both a weakness and an asset, I would say.
I rarely raise my voice. I cannot even remember the last time. I learned the hard way that there was no point. Instead, I raised my words. I am happy to say today that they have taken me far from where I once were. Words are so much. They are integrity, compliments, humour – you name it. Words are what you make them. Make them count.
For anyone to get to know me inch by inch, that person will have to get to know me word by word. Nevertheless, there is more to me than words, but how could I possibly tell you about that? I can only show you…
About a week ago, an old pair of Shepherd (of Sweden) sheepskin slippers crossed my mind. My mum gave them to me many years ago and I have not seen them since. I sent her a text to ask if she knew where they were. One minute later I got the reply: “At my place, in the closet. Do you want them back?” She is funny. Of course I want them back, winter is coming and I am in great need of all things furry in order to stay alive!
These marvellous pictures are from Newport. It was love at first sight with every single one of the items. I am dreaming of a Christmas spent in a snow-covered chalet in Switzerland but I will be in Stockholm this year. However, I thought that I can bring the après-ski vibes to me! I have visited my family’s Swiss cottage a couple of times before. I can ensure you that it is just as dreamy as it seems in the magazines! The atmosphere up in the Alps/mountains and the typical interior is truly delightful.
My mother asked me yesterday what I want for Christmas… Here you go, Ma! Imagine the cosiness with those mink Aspen slippers (one cannot have too many), the polar bear or the wolf Whistler cushion and blanket/throw. Besides, the fur is faux but looks super authentic! Oh, and how stunning is this ‘julstjärna’ as we say in Sweden? My flat would certainly get a brilliant Christmas ambience with these impeccable design details!
How cool are these sunglasses from Le Specs? I want them all! I actually ordered one of them already, but you will have to guess which pair…
My little sister Emma is nine, accordingly, last year she was eight – which was the age of which she started to watch Bachelor! Not The Bachelor, but the Swedish version which I would say is more down-to-earth than the American, yet with a lot of drama… My mother has found Em watching Bachelor on the iPad several times. Ha! She is just marvellous, and for that reason, and because I love her (so much), I decided to surprise her with a little gift the other week. I do not have much money, but I do find my ways to show the people I care about that I appreciate them. So, in all its simplicity, I bought her a beautiful rose and asked her: ”Emma, will you accept this rose?” which she found really funny and was very happy about. Sometimes it really is the thought that matters. Think about it!
Ladies and gentlemen, this is the best hand cream/lotion/salve on the market as far as I know! It makes my hands super soft, it is not sticky at all and it smells like it ’does good’. KIEHL’S Ultimate Strength Hand Salve comes in particularly handy (excuse the pun) after work since I have a job with a high standard of hygiene; I have to wash my hands frequently and use hand sanitizer. My poor hands would certainly not survive without this product. I strongly recommend a hands-on experience! Hands down. Ha!
I am a HSP, a common condition but seldom understood. However, I have learned that a HSP should not want to ‘cure’ oneself. It is who you are. It is who I am. A Highly Sensitive Person. “Rather than just being a personality type, like being shy or outgoing, being a HSP is defined as having a hypersensitive nervous system.” In order to comprehend and come to terms with myself I started to read. One book and a few articles on the matter. Only now have I advanced to live in the modern world and watched this TEDx Talk. I sincerely recommend giving Elena Herdieckerhoff just over fifteen minutes. She is worth it. Watch with English subtitles! Even if you are nothing like me, you will get a deeper knowledge for as much as one fifth of the population. High sensitivity is normal, we are quite a few but not enough to be well understood by the majority of those around us.
PS, ironically, I began to cry at the end of this video…
Christmas comes but once a year. My true festive spirit will go live at the end of this month. I can’t wait to start listening to Christmas songs, watching Christmas movies and decorating the flat, not forgetting the over-indulgence in saffron. Yum! However, it’s not too early to start watching all the new Christmas adverts! John Lewis’ was released two days ago we all know that’s the starting point for Christmas countdown. Moz The Monster was OK. The soundtrack on the other hand was really good, go have a listen at ‘Golden Slumbers’ by Elbow on Spotify!
M&S’s ad was OK, too. A bit more Christmassy and starring the perfect character – the Paddington bear. Yet, no favourite. I want more! In fact, I am excited to direct my own short films. I already have a good one in mind based on a true story. It is contemporary, emotional and a bit of an eye-opener. Besides, if I get to work with a talented musician on this project, it will be splendid in all its simplicity. Stay tuned!
My fave so far this year is Debenhams’. I fancy up-to-date love stories and I wouldn’t mind a fairytale Xmas like this. Also, I’m the queen of wishful thinking…
“In a magical world where balloons are filled with the light of film, only popping them releases the beautiful movies within. Will Ben and his father get a chance to pop their balloon before it loses its light forever?”
I love this, so creative, important and touching. One of my favourite songs, too. Watch in HD.