Sundays are for dreaming!

The most basic philosophy book, highly recommended by me is the great picture book A Hole is to Dig. I got this fantastic book as a present  when I was about six years old. I fell in love with it  immediately, because " mud is to jump in and slide in and   and yell doodelidoo ".

Sunday has always been my favorite day of the week as Sunday's atmosphere to me is something completely different than any other days. I like the slowness. The sounds flowing quieter somewhere in the background  of the total ease...
On Sunday, there is peace. There is always time to read,for  outdoor recreation and to meet friends. Eat well and kiss a lot. Sundays are authorized to be otherwise.
Even if it is a working day on my calendar Sunday is greater and more mine. The hours  are somehow less steep. Sunday's time is another, much more flexible. On Sundays, you can dive into a book or movie. Forget for a moment the everyday constraints. And when life is being good to you, there is a  bit of Sunday on every day...
I read a lot. I have been reading a lot ever since I learned how to.

Learning to read was the first step towards personal freedom: could read what I wanted! No one could prevent me from reading! Soon I would read practically any book that hit my eye; fiction that is, facts has never been my thing: I do not believe in them;)). And I learned. About the human nature mainly. We are fascinating terrifying creatures. Dark, crazy and gentle, simply wonderful in our ability to show unconditional love; all  of that and so much more we are, and  all at the same time! The better you understand it, the easier it is to accept - yourself as well.
Reading develops the imagination. Imaginations enlarges our reality. 
None of the present invention would never have been made without our ability to imagine something that does not exist yet. 
No man would never have remained in their right mind (whatever that may means ...) if we didn´t have the ability to escape from the everyday reality to the dreams of another reality. Without illusions, aspirations, dreams there would be no promise of a better time when we get the most painful slam with a wet rag  in our faces out of life.

Often it seems like the more I read, the more I know that I do not know.
Almost everything can always be seen in another way, and the truth has always the possibility of mutating itself. Somehow this knowledge makes me hole.

You are allowed and able to dream of just about anything! 
You are allowed to feel anything!
Use your rights!

The cliché: Blondes are dumb, and don´t read books. They only like the  romantic comedies Watching those they will cry all the time, and/ or laugh at inappropriate moments.

Read, go to the cinema and theater, visit art exhibitions, go to a concert, museum, travel, eat, drink, dance, sing ... For all that feeds the imagination, is fuel to your ability to be anything. Be yours. Free your mind. Art is art, culture culture. Products of the human mind. Enjoy them without limitations!
Realize yourself! Do! Live! And remember that there is no wrong moment. Nor for tears or laughter.


Travel!

Somewhere

Eat chocolate and relax!

“Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality.” 
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Sunday and Laura

Driving with Sunday

   When I was 18 and went to driving school my instructor was a bit of a dirty middle aged man.
   The very first time we went driving he started touching my leg and telling me how beautiful my eyes were. It disturbed me for sure, but as these unwanted advances are so usual in a young woman´s life, I just ignored them the best I could. 
...until he, one dark winter evening made me drive to a deserted area in the woods and jumped my bones.
   I fought him of, he told me that I could change the instructor and I said oh no, you are gonna teach me, and do it like a gentleman or I will report you to your employer. I also said that, even though he kept telling me that I was not ready for the driving test, I would like to take my chances on that asp. 
   I took the test, passed, and my instructor said            
" What? Really? I can´t believe that? "  To say so was not very nice of him, was it now, as his words fell on to a very fertile ground. Under neath my some what hard skin, I was very uncertain of myself. People had let me know  enough of times that I could not, that I was not good enough.
But I was. But I am.

The driving license had not been a big deal to me to start with. And so it happened that after the actions and words of the driving instructor, I didn´t drive a car for about 20 years.

Then I started to think that I´m an intelligent woman, with all kinds of skills: naturally  I can drive a car if I want to. So, with a little help from my bro and my friends. I got my self a car and started driving. And I could. And I can. Like a lot of things.

Some people where amazed of my courage. But it was not so much a matter of courage as it was of self-assurance. 
Understanding that I am not a worse or more stupid than others. Self-confidence is a big thing, but it is built on small pieces. Training, succeeding, understanding that you are down right perfect as you are pieces of the puzzle that makes a whole self. confidence. The people close to you are the key in building this puzzle. So be careful with you let near you.
  Do not intentionally poison the ground under anyones feet. You never know how far-reaching the consequences of your words can be! 

If you want to, you can! Almost anything!

Pin it up on your map: Cappadoccia, Turkey.

“But I don’t want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.

"Oh, you can’t help that," said the Cat: "we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad."
"How do you know I’m mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn’t have come here.”― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

It is better to be a little bit crazy, than too clever for your own good! ;)