There’s a light…

And now for something completely different… a Me(a)taphor.
In memoriam Janet, Brad, Frank N. Furter, Riff Raff, Magenta and many more.

In the velvet darkness

Of the blackest night

Burning bright,
there’s a guiding star

No matter what, or who you are

There’s a light
(Over at the Frankenstein Place)
There’s a light
(Burning in the fireplace)
There’s a light, light

In the darkness of everybody’s life

The darkness must go
Down the river of night’s dreaming
Flow morpheus slow
Let the sun and light come streaming
Into my life, into my life

There’s a light
(Over at the Frankenstein Place)
There’s a light
(Burning in the fireplace)
There’s a light, light
In the darkness of everybody’s life

The Rocky Horror picture show.
Music/Lyrics by Richard Hartley & Richard O’Brien

Like an open heart

Come in… feel at home.

When your step is the loudest sound

When your step is the loudest sound in your world, then you must be someplace like Donsö, along the stony coast. Climbing over endless variations of beautifully shaped rocks, the tender wind caressing the face, engulfed by the salty smell of the sea… and immersed in silence. So healing to the busy soul…

And there is endless flow: in the water, the clouds, the rock… just go with the flow and become endless.

Passionate growth

There’s more than just blue at the sea… this scene seems to be like a metaphor for passionate growth. And it’s happening just around the corner. Everyday. Everywhere.

A home in the moment

It just feels so right, if you find a home in the very moment you live in. A home, wherever you are, however you are. Just rise the nose into the winds, smell the sea and the woods, hear the seagulls and the shore and feel at home.