A personal belief

I have felt Susan Tutles truths pretty much sais it all.
I am all for her Truths!
I believe Susan is a good example of how to use and cherish a life!

But... I have not been quite content for my own part.
I have been carrying around this little treasured piece
that I have not understood how to handle -
where to place.
The little piece has not let go of me
it has kept nagging for my attention.
I have longed for getting a place for it.
Longed for pease.

I believe in the good.
I believe in something caring for me.
I believe in something carrying me
when I have no strength.
And I believe most of us do feel this - this loving power.

What more do I need to know??

I call what I believe in - God.
(Well, I call it him too... although that term is not important to me)

He is big as universe
He is eternal - with no end.
He just is!

He has reached out his arms.
I can rest in them safe as a little baby.

I believe in no end
allthough I know
that we will leave our bodies at one point
and we will leave time.

I have found the place for my little piece now!
It is my personal belief that my door to eternity
will be held open by Jesus Christ
as I pass through it saying "Thank you".
(My personal belief is that nothing else can open it)

There are a million things
I don´t understand
nor can figure out.
But it doesn´t matter anymore.
I won´t worry about it.

I´ll hold on to my personal belief in my "dooropener"
and will rest in that.

I ambrace all the beautiful, sparkling truths
and will leave all that comfuses me for now...

Russian Beauty delivered by Ilya Kaverznev

.
Couldn´t recist this picture.
"Joyous reserrection" painted by the russian artist Ilya Kaverznev in 2005.
I say Happy easter to you!
I say happy birthday to Uschi who today is 48
and Happy birthday to H.C. Andersen who today is 250 years old.

To see the painting much closer, click on the little picture and then click again on the picture you see there!

Like a bud longing to bloom am I.
Longing to create without all these paralysing worries.
So much beauty inside that hurts and scream and long to get out into the blue sky.

I want to go to that place
where the sky is blue
where I can walk barefooted with my brushes.

I want to work.
I want to do my thing.
I want to drink beauty and deliver beauty.
I can not live here.

I´ld love to hold on to the dream of That House...

It happens
as when friends go for a journey
they ask me if there is something
I´ld like for them
to bring home
to me.

I always answer the same:
A rock or a seashell.
Please :-)

Sometime... if ever I get my house...
My garden. My place on earth. My home...
I will put them there
outside my doorstep
in the gravel
together with little pieces
I´ve saved,
of beautiful broken cups and plates.

The empty studio

I was waiting a girl with her little child today
to take their pictures
but the child turned sick.

I want to learn!!!
I want to learn HOW TO make
interresting, storng, durable
pictures.

What makes a picture "complete"?

Wich picture is mine?
Wich one isn´t?

.

In each set of photos

one is mine.

The other is made by...

Australian Vee Speers

is one of the photographers

who is to show her work

at the opening in May of the brand new

Museum of Photography in Stockholm.

I want to learn how to make reall good pictures!

.

Love,

/Olga ...who is working at an photoexhibition right now of children from my area.

I take out the thing
I inheritated from my Dad - his bible
and check some of the scriptures
I find here.

My Mother.

An improvised party

in our kitchen

for my Mothers 75th birthday.

We had the loveliest feast

of joy and good stories

with cusine Sonjas daughter and her husband

and cusine Sven-Erics widow...

Hate destroys you.

Anger is a strong feeling
that tells something isn´t quite right.
Embrace it!
Let it be the force
that - combined with visdom - makes things right :-)

And remember: LOVE conquers all!

I followed links suggested by a friend and cried some beautiful tears.

Late hours - when nothing interfers my perception - can be magical.

My son painted the window

and the bright sun finding its way in

was as light through the leefs of a tree!

Click on this last picture to enlarge.

Now
Despite of all the snow
it feels like another season
as if the winter - at last - is behind us.

It´s been a beautiful winter.
Just like the imagined, perfect winter should be!

I have never seen that kind of snow before
as that wich fell yeasterday through the blue, sunny sky.
It looked like hail - little balls.
It felt dry and it did not feel cold when I touched it.
And the little balls were light as feathers.
Very nice snow indeed!

PAPPA- March 12th 1923 - October 26th 2009

Love is patient and kind.
Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude.
It does not demand its own way.
It is not irritable,
and it keeps no record of being wronged.
It does not rejoice about injustice
but rejoices whenever the truth wins out.
Love never gives up,
never loses faith,
is always hopeful,
and endures through every circumstance.

Love will last forever!

click to enlarge the pictures!