2020 With Thankfulness
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4,5 months
Yesterday evening, while I was supporting Albert's sleeping process, accompanied by the hairdryer that was on (the new trend of getting babies to sleep), I managed to open my phone and read almost all the wishes received for my birthday (it took me a while to figure out the new Facebook method to send stories as messages, but I gladly managed not to lose the information). And as I procrastinated with the phone in my hand (I try to avoid using the phone around the baby), I realized that there’s no chance for me to reply to all the messages, so I intended that for the next walk I will write this article.
I am grateful for all the good energy received yesterday and I thank to the planets alignment that made 2020 ("șughișughi" meaning "tjugo tjugo" - as Philippe likes to say in Swedish) to have such a beautiful beginning.
When I was younger, during high school, I liked to imagine with my friends about how we would see each other over 10-20 years, when we will be "adults". And at that time my image about myself was to become the owner of a famous art gallery in central New York, where the girls would come and exhibit their artworks of various kinds. And I knew that around age 27 I was seeing myself as a mom.
Well, what I imagined then came true to a great extent. No, I do not have a luxurious art gallery, but somehow I felt since that time that I will not be that traditional artist closed in her workshop, but rather I would want to express my knowledge within other contexts, more multidisciplinary.
And look that at age 26, the stars have aligned and Albert is enlightening our mornings and lunches, our dinners (if we manage to it them) and evenings, our nights and especially all our days. And on the other hand, I completed a master's degree in innovation and design, where I’ve been learning to apply the knowledge I know from a domain to another, plus how to make research and support my own creativity. I take all these things with me, even when I’m changing diapers, I’m babbling on the baby's language or I’m hugging the tears that are waiting for the sleep to come.
Everything I learned now helps me in a different way than if I would’ve been working in a corporation. It helps me in discovering a new universe from new and new perspectives, which become, without even thinking, inspiration for my artist’s soul. And at some point in this life, the inspiration will come out to be transformed in something grate and valuable.
So “tjugo tjugo” has many of the premises of a good year, quiet and inspired, magical and innocent, as you wished me!
P.S. To be mentioned that I don’t t always float on pink fluffy clouds surrounded by colorful unicorns, but I have a slight tendency to have a grateful perspective over existence, which I ponder about daily during our sleep-walks routine, 10 to 15 km. I would say that this is an acceptable distance for learning to see the positive side of things. Otherwise, the pain of the soles would surprise you in a blink of an eye. 😄
4,5 months
Yesterday evening, while I was supporting Albert's sleeping process, accompanied by the hairdryer that was on (the new trend of getting babies to sleep), I managed to open my phone and read almost all the wishes received for my birthday (it took me a while to figure out the new Facebook method to send stories as messages, but I gladly managed not to lose the information). And as I procrastinated with the phone in my hand (I try to avoid using the phone around the baby), I realized that there’s no chance for me to reply to all the messages, so I intended that for the next walk I will write this article.
I am grateful for all the good energy received yesterday and I thank to the planets alignment that made 2020 ("șughișughi" meaning "tjugo tjugo" - as Philippe likes to say in Swedish) to have such a beautiful beginning.
When I was younger, during high school, I liked to imagine with my friends about how we would see each other over 10-20 years, when we will be "adults". And at that time my image about myself was to become the owner of a famous art gallery in central New York, where the girls would come and exhibit their artworks of various kinds. And I knew that around age 27 I was seeing myself as a mom.
Well, what I imagined then came true to a great extent. No, I do not have a luxurious art gallery, but somehow I felt since that time that I will not be that traditional artist closed in her workshop, but rather I would want to express my knowledge within other contexts, more multidisciplinary.
And look that at age 26, the stars have aligned and Albert is enlightening our mornings and lunches, our dinners (if we manage to it them) and evenings, our nights and especially all our days. And on the other hand, I completed a master's degree in innovation and design, where I’ve been learning to apply the knowledge I know from a domain to another, plus how to make research and support my own creativity. I take all these things with me, even when I’m changing diapers, I’m babbling on the baby's language or I’m hugging the tears that are waiting for the sleep to come.
Everything I learned now helps me in a different way than if I would’ve been working in a corporation. It helps me in discovering a new universe from new and new perspectives, which become, without even thinking, inspiration for my artist’s soul. And at some point in this life, the inspiration will come out to be transformed in something grate and valuable.
So “tjugo tjugo” has many of the premises of a good year, quiet and inspired, magical and innocent, as you wished me!
P.S. To be mentioned that I don’t t always float on pink fluffy clouds surrounded by colorful unicorns, but I have a slight tendency to have a grateful perspective over existence, which I ponder about daily during our sleep-walks routine, 10 to 15 km. I would say that this is an acceptable distance for learning to see the positive side of things. Otherwise, the pain of the soles would surprise you in a blink of an eye. 😄
