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Last reflection of Ryslinge Højskole – The Leviathan

The rime I have spent being a part of the Sisters Hope performance method here at Ryslinge Højskole will forever resonate with me. I feel that I have learnt so much more about both myself and the sensuous world in general. There has definitely been a lot of lessons along the way, som of them probably lifelessons. Exploring my poetic-self is on thing i will never forget, living in sand,…

Sun Seeds

Good morning sun,  rising over the astral body of an image – of the natural equilibrium between the collective and the individual. Take care of you, as well as you took care of me. Use, reshape or ignore the frame, it is only a frame for an image changing. The sun is rising over the ending image of knowingly unknowing and vice versa. The norms transforming right behind you –…

Paint my soul (dripping) red

the air swam a little different in the days following the fire as though held in a state of impassioned disbelief an imposed shock or awe – in breath not quite lost but caught – by oils, and the scene of now blackened embers, charred brick beams of the roof reduced to gentle crumbling piles, flakes and narrow pits, their boisterous confidence quieted with that of the surrounding wilderness. The…

The Invitation

To be searching for keys to unlock eternities and infinities. To be leaning into the never-ending universe and wrapping ourselves in the fabric of time. To be diving into emptiness, the holes, the cracks in time and the tears in space. To be dancing around dimensions with past and future selves wearing dresses of different perceptions, perspectives, potentials, possibilities. To be gifting time and spending space on liberating potential selves…

To those in the red house

We’re standing on a road – We’re standing on a road – moving away from each other moving towards each other Chasing you Why are you chasing me? Because I think you’re my brother. Aren’t you? Yes, but – but how can that be so? There’s only one road and one direction that it takes. That feels like an untruth. What you’re implying. I’m sorry. No, you aren’t – but…

Time holes

      I am watching you still after you’ve emptied the Sun. Let’s begin from where we left us.   One circle on your own before you receive your blessing.  Underlayer is red.  So is Sun.  and Fire Bird.     touch or pain or both   -¤¤¤-     Moonchild sensuality and rage are part of the same Moon. walking backwards, always one step ahead. “clean your hands,…

extraterrestrial dust

Cosmic dust Cosmic darkness Cosmic tears Cosmic fears Stardust spacecraft gravity gravy for lunch Hugs WeWhoAskMountains

Still moving The Dramaturg

Can I describe only the first moment we see each other for the first time?  Will everything after just appear by itself when the moment has past? How you will see me in that moment. One thing I know is that I’ll be in a frame. I’ll try to be still, so that you can imprint the image. Give you time to initiate your own resonation. Reason with me as…

Her Porcelain Spirit – Sister of Silk

Thanks for breathing together Thanks for be slow Thanks for caring Thanks for eye contact Thanks for healing Thanks for tutch Thanks for sielence Thanks for showing your inner soul Thanks for bathtab Thanks for sharing Thanks for your stoires Thanks for the sound Thanks for let me tutch you Thanks for open your heart Thanks for trust Thanks for showing emotions Thanks for food Thanks for your time Thanks…

Cairns, Balances and Micro mountains

Humans have always moved stones around. We throw them in the water. Hold them in our hands. Carry them with us. Arranges them to fences, fireplaces, cairns or other shapes, sculptures, landscapes and landart. Think about a stone you have met in your life. It can be any stone. One that you threw in the water /or/ one you kept in your pocket for a while. One you bought in…