The fourth 7th - 28 years old

OMG finally I managed to sign in to this page.. i think i have 3 google accounts. I was reading through my blog from the past 6 years and realised there was a bit too much private stuff to be out there. So I began frantically looking at how to delete some of the paragraphs in my posts. I thought my slightly chaotic early 20s was doomed to be left sprawled all over the internet, until a couple of moments ago. Here I am.. clean slate. Ready for the next time I let loose another secret on the internet. You know what. No one reads theses posts, unless accidentally. My problem was that when I typed my name in the search bar.. my blog would be the first option to click. Now it is squeaky clean as a lizard..... on an ice ring?

Love always 

It has been fun reading over my past posts. I think I spend too much time in my visual world. This is a neat way to keep note of things through a different eye. 

   

Welcome  home  dear friend.
Rest your tired feet.
I am here to find a treehouse amongst your golden locks.
I was thinking about how to drive a boat under water. The effort was unbearable.
Can your effort be unbearable? don't you just do your best. Isn't that effort. I tried.
An infectious sleep is falling over me.
I am free from the wrong kind of loving. I thought I was on a sandy smooth path. No it was the wrong one. It wasn't sandy. It wasn't rocky... it just disappeared out of nowhere. The path fell of the cliff.
Only my open eyes and startled out stretched hands pick up on this fact just before we fell too.
I was placed in an old chipped tea cup. Laying in their naked. I was worried. The tea was hot. I let out a  shriek. As it cooled. I lay their bathing. My hair grew long. I dived down to the bottom and knocked on the side. The echo slid around me.
Time was being cheeky. She was trying to give me more than I could handle. But I knew her game. I needed the effort. I had the effort. To please me.. and to please her. I put myself first and then fitted that into her.
Before you go. I want to let you know that I sit here, in my round room. about twice a day I will search for the corners. Only the bookshelf holds a corner. The sides are not sides. Don't think you can change everything. Just enjoy the roundness. My sofa is red with a tainted crescent moon in the middle of the back rest. It just wants to know when it will be allowed to shine?

Xx Love Fredrika xx

Living in my own pocket

I looked down at my skirt and a smaller version of myself jumped out from my pocket. This smaller self comes out when I am in a not too humorous place .  I find a happy little person beaming up at me and she says something like this.. "The sun is brighter than me today, brighter than the clothes I wear, brighter than my will. The sun will guide me today.. and I am grateful".

I dress her in pretty fabrics at a good price, you see all I need is the off cuts. Little Freya has been all over the world as well.. every time someone has offered me to come along in their suitcase ... I have!!

I want to live like a traveler. I want to meet the good side of people when they are on holidays and full of reality dreaming. I was recently at Uluru with my man and people were throwing their truths at us wherever we went.
This has prompted me to start keeping a notebook that holds all the different life philosophies people I know and have met. What wisdoms do they hold most closely to their hearts. What is yours?
Mine is..

An ant once said to me..
Make yourself tall
Be kind
And share your fortunes


Trust your instincts. Trust the world. Trust Love.

x

A pinch of wisdom with a pinch of salt

This morning I was wading through some day cards that had certain words to accompany your day. 
I picked my random three being: freedom, clarity, and happiness. Pretty optimistic might I add. 


Freedom is one of my favorite nouns. I used it for a lot of my art works during the winter time in Norway..  Here is what it means for me:
- an ability to reach goals
- have a fresh spirit, strong mind and healthy body
-self control, because if I cant control myself, I am not free to be the real me
- self expression is very important 


Clarity
- an observation of things, an insight
- listening to someone with different views to my own. Thus stretching my own boundaries and realities
- clarity makes me thankful 
- clarity can come with patience. 


Happiness 
- happiness co-exists with love, be it romantic or platonic!
- self respect , acknowledgment of myself 
- being taken seriously and respected by others.
- inner peace
- understanding that everything changes
-resourcefulness
-BEING FRIENDS WITH ANIMALS!
-patience
-the will to do something (passionate)
-having trust in the world




Here are a couple of other words I found interesting


Harmony
- balance between right and wrong, inner hot and wet energies (Chinese medicine)
-harmony can come through music, arts, and even an invigorating conversation.
-sleep + sexy time


Purpose
To trust your instincts and listen to the world around yourself. 

Migrating East

I have migrated from my  supersize room, to my 14 year old brothers den, which resembles more of a cave like environment. Tubs the Bearded Dragon is sitting on her stick waiting for me to turn my head and look at her. Poor thing is soo bored with no flies to catch or keen male eyes to fluster.
The reason I have braved the stinky teenagers pad, is because my room is no better. Christmas decorations, present wrappings and dozens craft projects  has turned even the picture frames off centre. So what all good people in denial should do.. is close the door and open another one. Wow I am pleased with myself. 
Well I leave you, as I sit here in discarded cherry pips, tangled in computer chords and reading:'Pocket History, Fame and Infamy' my Ed Wright. 14 year old boys stink!


Ps
I had to say something about the birds 'Migrating East'. Recently I found a baby  Ibis taking a walk near my house ... in Carlingford. It had been lost from its flock which must have been flying from the inland wetlands.  It had a broken wing and wonder around for more than a week. Every person who came in contact were repelled and hostile. I on the other hand streamed with love and tried to get it a home in the Chinese Gardens (Darling Harbor). I now know that 
The Australian Bird and Bat Banding Scheme (ABBBS) are the ones to call.


Did you know: Despite their bad reputation with city folk, farmers praise the Ibis as one of their best backyard buddies. They believe the Ibis helps them control Australia's locust plagues. My Super heros!

I didn't go to school today, instead I walked right passed.. obliged to keep walking down the street, into a little lane to drink some tea with my man. This is not a thing to do if your a flying "Second  year" student.. but its just a little extension to my holiday, that is all.

I have been extra tired lately, maybe its due to the fact that i have been altra socuable this weekend. I don't think even people above the age of 75 have such strict bed routines as i do.. my body is in bed by 10:10pm full stop. This is even with out me trying.

A Bit of Perspective.

Just sitting in my sisters new apartment. she has graduated from the student household stage, right into her own 'grown up apartment' shared solely by her man and the dog.
Her old place had that feeling of cheap incense and all the table cloths were from vinnies. That however is not a downer on her cottage/share household, it was just time to grow up.
All is good and well, except the sister has left me with no bedroom and the dog is now not allowed to sleep in the master bed, deeply to her dismay.
I have a loyal mattress on the floor fitted with  Little Mermaid covers. Leica (the dog) only has a hard leather couch to confined too, no soft Sheridan sheets or cossy bottoms to snuggle up to late at night.