These all sound good to me

I definitely have introvert tendencies but am not a true introvert. I would define myself as an ambivert, someone who has both introvert and extrovert tendencies, depending on the situation at hand. But I can relate to this 'introvert survival kit', especially on cold winter days when being indoors is a given. Looking at all the objects listed gives me a sense of peace and comfort before I even start using any of them. Today is one of those indoor days; it's snowing in Oslo, it's cold, and I have the whole day ahead of me to write. That, my friends, is my idea of a nice day. I'll take a walk in the snow later on, but right now I'm perfectly happy being alone and indoors. Have a peaceful day....... 

Looking forward to 2022

Starting the new year with a hug or a kiss isn't a bad idea at all. Snoopy has the right idea 😊

 

Goodbye 2021

For all my readers who couldn't wait for 2021 to be over, here's a typical cat's point of view. Kind of in line with your views. I found the cartoon on the 11:11 Facebook site; the cartoon is drawn by Tiina Menzel. I love it.....

The magic of beginnings

This is how I feel at the start of this new year. 2020 and 2021 have been defined by a virus pandemic, but I hope that 2022 is defined by something else, something better, for us all. There is a lot of 'magic in beginnings' as Meister Eckhart says.  

With best wishes for a healthy and happy new year!

Englene (The Angels)--my new poem

I was out walking yesterday afternoon, thinking about a collection of poems (in Norwegian) that I hope to publish this year. One of the poems I happened to be thinking about is called Englene (The Angels). As I was walking under some large trees whose branches were covered in snow, some of the snow fell on me, landing softly on my head and shoulders. I burst out laughing, because my first thought was--angels having fun, dropping some snow on me to see my reaction. It was one of those moments that was more than coincidence, at least that's how it felt to me. 

Here is the poem, first in Norwegian, and then in English: 

Englene               copyright 2021 Paula Mary De Angelis 

Engler på skulderen min Som hvisker i øret mitt Når mørket faller og vinter skraper Mot vinduene med sine skarpe negler Engler som vandrer rundt de gamle traktene Vi hilser dem velkommen selv om Vi vet at de bor et annet sted Langt fra denne verden vi kaller hjem

Jeg står i døråpningen og ser utover vinterenga Dekket med snø og iskrystaller Den strekker seg så langt øynene kan se Et kaldt landskap, men et som kaller til meg Jeg tar på meg kåpe og vandrer ut over den frosne jord Jeg vet ikke hvor jeg skal men jeg vet innerst inne At englene som sitter på min skulder vil vise vei

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Angels on my shoulder Whispering in my ear When darkness falls and winter scrapes Against the windows with its sharp nails Angels wandering around the familiar tracts We welcome them though We know they live somewhere else Far from this world we call home

I stand in the doorway and look out over the winter meadow Covered with snow and ice crystals It extends as far as the eyes can see A cold landscape but one that calls to me I put on my coat and wander out over the frozen earth I do not know where I am going but know deep down That the angels sitting on my shoulder will show the way

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