lördag 20 augusti 2011

Sailing out this year: part 2. Space, openess, wide nature, horizon


Space
openess
wide nature
horizon


Och inte vill jag sörja, men sörjer ändå,
han kommer väl igen om ett år eller två.
När liljorna de blomstra på marken,
när dagen faller på,
men det dagas inte än,
men det dagas likväl under tiden.

A seamans wife's song that is like a poetic teaching in mindfulness. It says that:

I don't want to grieve, but I do.
He will return in a year or two.
When lilies flower on the ground,
when the day comes,
but the day is not coming yet,
but still every day, time starts over again.

To me it's talking about how days follow days, creates weeks and month. Life goes on here and now and at the same time there's the longing for someone far away. Time turns its wheel. A wheel represents something eternal. The deepest things in us are timeless, eternal values.

Nu står jag på min resa och skall fara
Gud vet när jag kommer igen.
Farväl alla vänner så rara,
farväl min utvaldaste vän.
Nog är det mycket svårt
när vänner skiljas åt,
men det kaninge människa hjälpa,
denna tiden den går ju så fort.

Now I'm bound away, will travel,
God knows when I will return.
Fare well my friends so dear,
fare well my chosen beloved one.
It is very hard
when friends must part,
but no one can help,
and time will flow swift.





Yesterday I sang a concert at the Boat Museum of Galtabäck, just a little south of Varberg. With me played the clarinettist Pers Nils Johansson, also playing two row accordeon.

A beautiful open country, and lots of wind from the sea. There was a typical smell of drying, rottening sea plats lying where the sea meets land.
The boat above is a model of a boat from the 1200 century. Pieces of such a boat was found in a farmers field here in Galtabäck. Below some of the boat houses.


Eva

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