I had the most exquisite Sunday afternoon I could wish for. I visited someone I recently got to know through my work. When I entered her apartment I entered a fairytale. I entered a different era, it was as if I travelled through time. In the middle of the living room I stood still and absorbed the feeling of magic she had created.
Hmmm, writing this blog drew me into a pause. I tried to describe what I saw, but I just don’t know where to start. I just leave it like this: it was like a fairytale, wanting to turn the page to read how the story continues, to want to be pulled into the magic, just like I wanted to discover every corner of her house, mirroring her soul.
She poured us tea and the following topics past in our conversation:
- The pull of the fear of death on train tracks, an intercity train passing by and while standing on heights feeling the pull of gravity,
- The electro-magnetic field of a smartphone; how you can feel it moving into your limbs and how it enters our eyes,
- How the digital world is taking over everywhere we go and how it annoys us in respect to connecting with other human beings in public areas and stores,
- How it is so much easier to learn when you hear the word, read the word and see the object,
- How we as children don’t want to be restricted and yearned for the attention of our parents,
- How we enjoy silence and taking it slow.
In the middle of the conversation she handed me this amazing book with beautiful drawings and spells in English: The lost Words by Robert Macfarlane and Jackie Morris. Spells to bring back the words that have been long forgotten in children’s minds. And she shared: ‘How often do we get a book in our hands and sit still with it, feel it? In this digital age in which you go from screen to screen.
I feel so much gratitude reliving this magical experience over and over again. I breathed deep.