It's been some time

Wow, it has definitely been long since I blogged last. Long enough to forget my password at least - just spent an hour figuring it out. It has been pretty busy and things were happening, but somehow I couldn't bring myself to quietly seat and write about them.


Summer was beautiful, couple of new countries explored, my family came for a visit - trip around the island and great time together followed. I run half marathon, killed my iPod, bought another one, went to New York, learned to love my cat and do a toe stand at yoga class. My visa was maxed up the whole time and now, when I am back to grand zero, I am going to India. And not directly to be exact, but through 4 other countries - Germany, Russia, China and Japan. How can one go to India through Japan? A valid question. A few flights will take me there. Eventually.

...and summer again

It's wonderful of course; finally you can be outside for longer than 5 minutes without getting blue, or you could wear those shoes you bought for warm season years ago and weared only couple of times, or you could plan swimming pool sessions, or maybe even walking tours, as a turist... because that's what you are if you are in Iceland and blog in English.


My summer started a few weeks ago, with the proper sun, sunburnes to be closer, sand, water and ice-cream. I had to leave the island to get into all that, to fly for many hours to reach a paradise - Mexican perl Puerto Vallarta. This post is not about it though, it is more of an expression of a surprise that another year has gone by... Somehow the realisation comes in summer for me, rather than at Christmas time together with all the thoughts and need for plans and changes.

Have you planned your summer?

Post-winter postscriptum

I am not sure if I like circles... Not that they are tricky to draw, which they are, and not that they are to angleless, which they are, but they end where they start... as any other shape then. But particularly circles. It feels I follow the circle way, I end where I start, thoughts and actions are quite repeating. What felt like a breakthrough is just one patch of that smooth line, which ends and gives space to something not worth living.
Circles, running trails, lakes, tires, eyes, oranges, CDs... so many circled items in my circle life...

Happy Women's Day everyone!

End of summer

It is the end of summer already, it feels it has just started with many hopes and expectations. Travelling, hiking, cycling and jogging, taking numerous pictures and having countless BBQ dinners - where is all that, I wonder...


What was the time spent on? Or was it invested smartly?
90 days - over 2000 hours... Can you imagine doing something useful half of that time, given people have to rest? 1000 deeds, a skill mastered, a topic explored (like history of India or China), a region travelled, what not. 1000 hours, that's about a 3 year lasting language course of hours squeezed just in one summer. That's about two master programs in International Business long of hours... About 100 books read for a slow reader... 100 books, have you read that much so far? Its about how long it would take to help 1000 friends/just people, given each needs an hour. Did you manage to help one single individual this summer?
1000 hours, and yet we do not have time... No time to pause and think where we are heading... No time to keep the relationships healthy... No time to keep our bodies healthy. What do we waste our time on?

What did I waste my time doing?
Well, it was just partially wasted. I still got 10% to be proud about... Or do I?
Well, I read about 10 books :), went to one golf game out of 10 I could of, took about 10 long runs, revised Chinese about 10 times, painted a few pictures, went to yoga classes, traveled to Russia and walked about fourth of Iceland, made new friends, watched some good movies... Some, but maybe not enough... Would I be different if I would do 100%? Would I be 10 times happier?

What I did a lot this summer though, is thinking, deeply and thoroughly, trying to understand my soul. One thing I got to realise - my mind is not a governer. I have to consider this other ruler, and she speaks in a language that is very implicit, not easy to understand. It requires time... since with time I am sure I can get through any language, even Icelandic be there a need... so does reading the language of my soul requires time. I was a patient reader, but I still can't get it.

So I am spanding my time in idleness might seem, but then in close and often one-sided communication with myself. I am obviously missing up on life that happens without, but then this is my choice to stay within.

Summer is almost over, it went unnoticed as it always does.... I wonder if it feels like that when you close your eyes for the last time... If life feels like a glimpse or like a loooong stare.

P.S.

to the 7 days in hunger...
Feeding two scarily fat fishes in a fishtank, just thought, maybe I should hold this experiment on them first....

Just summer

I am coming to the office with colorful hands lately - all in oil paints. Too bad there is almost nobody to notice...
Well, I was painting quite a bit over weekend left alone in Icelandic winds(btw, you are allowed to laugh at the painting - I was just practising new technique - using glue for drawing and paints just for the background).
It was quite a nice weather though, so I made the longest ride ever on a bike before sitting down with a brush, took me 3 hours to get home.






I was happy, my body wasn't, refused to actively move for the next two days. And my face is all freckled from a friendly sun.

7 days in... hunger

Hmm, could be an interesting experiment - 7 days without food...
Without breakfast, lunch, fruit shake in the afternoon and home made dinner...
Where will all the time go?
How much time do you spend on food? Not just eating, but also thinking what to eat, fetching the food (unless you have a personal cook), digesting and thinking either "I should have eaten a bit more of that (put your favorite here) or "I should have skipped that desert", doing dishes (again unless you have a personal cook or a wife, which is the same anyway) and planning for the next meal. Gosh, a rough calculation gives 3 hours a day spent (wasted) on food. 3 hours? and I can't find 5 minutes to iron a dress that I wear tomorrow to work? Or finish a book that has been lent to me 3 years ago (well, the person has left the country already, but if he comes back, his book is still drying among the 500 unfinished books on a dusty shelf). How about finishing that painting? Or finally cleaning up my Canon (some kind person shared fruity drink with my camera once, two years ago actually), maybe it's time to get rid of that sticky stuff?

Well, it's not just about the time(my presious :); and I get a bit more of it than many - since I can't stand sleeping in and missing life in the morning hours).
It is also about the senses, behaviours and thoughts. What if I get to be even more irritated or anxious? Maybe it will bring me so much more energy? Maybe I will loose consciousness for the first time in my life? Or maybe I will start dreaming happy dreams where all happens as you plan and you plan as is right?

Maybe, maybe - I would not know until I try. So I am going to try. Not tomorrow, but soon and you will know, since I will make sure to share this with you (in case I am suffering, it is better when it's shared).
I suppose my readers (if I have any) are happy people that a quite comfortable with their lifes and time and thought and behaviours and ... whatever else people are doing when they are not eating, I guess they would not want to join me in this experiment. Otherwise, you know where find me.