It is an ode to life to be shamelessly alive
It’s Midsummer’s Eve. I strolled down to a quiet park to soak in the evening sun, to enjoy the brilliance of the Nordic summer, to take a moment to write down all that is blooming within.
Summer in Finland always holds a certain magic to it. It’s a momentary pause between dusk and dawn, the days stretching from one eternity to another.
I’m soaking in the softness of the nightless night, at peace here and now despite not being where I thought I would be, not doing what I had expected to do. In a blink of an eye, my life changed its course and I’m curiously surfing the wave, allowing what is, seeing the beauty in the sudden changes.
New opportunities have emerged. New horizons await. My life is rattling in its cages, breaking free from all limitations, all boundaries.
And here I am, cocooned by the soft summer air, in-between two lives yet fully alive in mine. Fully alive in the moment, fully alive in what is.
Alive in the pain, alive in the wonder. Alive in all the multitudes that I'm made of. Feeling excitement dance hand in hand with fear, sorrow being hugged by gratitude.
Noticing how beautifully it all folds into one. A whole. Making me who I am here and now.
Lately, life has been a continuous adventure, a reminder of how there is no destination, just this - here - now. A never-ending cycle, a journey without a beginning or an end. A winding road within. Deeper. Until you find the light that always shines. The life that is always alive. Alive in you. Alive through you.
I'm amazed by how quickly I adapt, root myself into whatever is real and true in each moment. As if nothing else ever existed. As if all the worlds are colliding within, all my lives are becoming one, being moulded into this moment at hand.
And through the wonder, the aliveness, I see strings I haven’t noticed before. I’m aware of currents that have escaped me until now. I sense home within, how the world moves with me, supports and celebrates the life I live.
Watching the flowers blossom and bloom, I think of how bravely and boldly they live, with no thought of life needing to be anything else than it is.
I’m inspired by how they delight in this moment of beauty, how they revel in life, in all its changes; one flower standing naked next to one in full bloom, both equally beautiful. Both equally alive. Alive in all stages of life.
In the bright red, blooming petals I can hear the world sing: It is an ode to life to be shamelessly alive.
Alive with love,
Ida