I used to think growing older meant moving further away from the girl I once was, but in many ways it has brought me back to her. Getting older has not made me less myself, but more so. More Finnish. More reflective. More aware of time. More tender toward family. More drawn to beauty, memory,…
Tag: beauty
Stillness
Why don’t we take more time to stop and reflect? It’s a question that stirs the soul. In a world that celebrates hustle, speed, and productivity, stillness feels almost rebellious. To stop and reflect is to say: This moment matters. I matter.And yet we race on — chasing deadlines, drowning in to-do lists, scrolling endlessly…
Fleeting Moments
In the quiet turning of the seasons, autumn arrives like an artist with a full palette and nowhere to rush. It brushes colour across the landscape in slow, deliberate strokes — amber, rust, crimson, honeyed gold. Each tree becomes its own masterpiece, every leaf catching the light as though it were lit from within. The…
True Beauty
Older generations are worthy of honour for the wisdom they carry, the hardships they have endured, and the lives and stories that have shaped the world we inherited. During my visit to the hospital to see my mum today, I shared the elevator with an elderly couple. They got off one floor before me, and…
Dandelion Puffballs
Sometimes life does not need to change for our hearts to feel lighter; we simply need to look at it with different eyes. Have you ever gone for a walk with a small child and held their little hand in yours as they skip along beside you? Their fingers curl trustingly around your own, while…
Something to Smile About
Notice what makes you smile. Those small moments are not interruptions to life, they are life. What makes you smile? I sometimes think life poses this question softly, in the middle of the most ordinary moments. Not during the grand occasions we prepare for and photograph and remember, but in the passing fragments of an…
Music and Dance
We may never know how far one thoughtful gesture will travel through another person’s life. As a thoughtful Mother’s Day gift, my daughter took me last night to an evening of candlelight, music, and dance. It was one of those gifts that reaches far beyond the moment itself. My tired soul received it with gratitude…
Wood-smoke and Cinnamon
Life is fleeting, and that is all the more reason to notice, cherish and be grateful for its beauty while it is here. Finland is beautiful in every season, but autumn has always felt the most personal to me. There is something about it that reaches past the eyes and settles deep in the heart….
Apples of Gold 