Saturday, March 24, 2007

It is strange

to think that I will not create more new memories with my mother. Yet we created many good bad and ugly memories. In the end the past whom looked impossibly challenging became a vivid picture of the good. Because as we grow we change what was and will become by living in the ever shifting now. And I choose to see the past as a nutrition for all that i have become. The dark waters that feed the lotus and soon my friends this lotus is ready to blossom. To claim that personal power to shape-shift the past into a warm cloak. To change poison into the elixir of life. To become the alchemist and make something precious out of the substance we take for granted. To extract the essence out of this very moment. And behold. There is no tomorrow. There is this now:here. I am only that. My mother is gone, yet i dream her and i feel her and so she lives. Somewhere. I am listening very closely to her advice because she has finally the perspective she longed for.

Viva mothers of the world

for those that want to listen to my mothers music you can find a selection of her songs in the jukebox on my icelandic blog

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

My mother died last thursday

from lung cancer. It happened really fast, so fast that me and my brother never made it to her to see her before she slipped into the other world. We got the news while boarding the plane to Denmark where she lives. But the most important thing is that she died in the best possible way> in her sleep, looking forward to see us as we to see her and she didn't have to suffer more than she already did.

It was good to see her body, she hasn't looked so beautiful for a long time. So much peace in her face and i could feel her soul had left the body. She has been making some signs from the other world. I could feel the peace, the lightness of being after years and years of mental and physical suffering.

My mother was a great musician and leaves many treasures behind in that field... and i will do my best to keep that legacy alive....

Rest in peace dearest... but knowing her i am sure she is up to something ....