Note to self

Solitude in the Time of Corona

“The world is divided into those who screw and those who do not.“

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Last night I woke up in the middle of the night, having read too many articles on the ongoing pandemic. My literary senses were not quite there, when I came up with the title for today’s post. Nevertheless, the line may become reality over the next weeks or months.

Yesterday, I was let go due to a reduction in force (RIF, which is just one letter different from RIP). Several states have shelter-in-place mandates. The number of infected individuals around the globe continues to grow exponentially. Economic outlooks are dire.

That’s a lot of bad news for one day.

Here is some good advice from the Mayo Clinic how to cope with the current situation:

• Limit exposure to news media.
• Avoid staying up late to monitor news.
• When you do look at news, be sure to seek out reputable sources.
• Connect with friends and family for support via social media or a phone.
• Meditate, stretch or practice deep breathing
• Do activities you enjoy.
• Be optimistic.
• Eat a healthy diet.
• Get some exercise.
• Avoid turning to drugs or alcohol to cope.
• Use your moral compass or spiritual life for support.
• Remind yourself that strong feelings will fade.

Be safe.

Note to self


“There are only two ways to live your life.
One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.”

Albert Einstein

Today, more Noble Prize winners have been announced. Reminded me of Einstein, who was not only good for scientific theories that changed “our” views on matter and time. He also led a wild private life and is a great source for inspirational quotes.

I liken to think of life as a miracle. Sometimes there are rocks in the way. It takes effort to turn those rocks into insignificant pebbles.

I am reentering society, sort of, after being on the road for more than 4 months and living north of the arctic circle, where every day is a miracle. The solitude and remoteness, the weather, the landscape, and the small number of individuals that I encountered in that environment left me no choice, but marvel in the quality of every day. I could stayed up there and maybe I will return some day.


Note to self

Crossroads and Intersections


“I see myself at crossroads in my life,
mapless, lacking bits of knowledge

then, the Moon breaks through,
lights up the path before me…”

John Geddes

Well, I definitely see myself at crossroads, not just a simple right or left turn. My map is full of intersections, highways and dirt roads. The problem is, which one to take. I know, the destination is not the important part, it’s the journey.

Maybe the Moon will shine tonight and tell me which way to go.

That’s the beauty (and dilemma) of seasonal work. Once the season comes to an end you have to make changes to your life. Move, idle, work? Search and choose…

I seem to be content with changing things up. After a couple of structured months with responsibilities for others and work schedules, leisure seems attractive. Then, after enjoying the great freedom for a while, a daily routine does not appear that bad.

Not working is not as easy as it sounds. The question of a purpose in life comes up. Once you have a work schedule that issue seems to be clouded over. With a lot of free time, it pops up.

Obviously, I have to much time to think…

I am probably going with Robert Frost. Have a great weekend, y’all.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

Note to self

Blue Blood Winter Super Moon Magik


“It’s still magic,
even if you know how it’s done.”

Terry Pratchett

Two full moons in one month, that’s a blue moon.

During a total lunar eclipse the moon takes on a reddish tint, known as a “blood moon.”

During a supermoon, our planet is closer to the moon than usual, so it appears larger and brighter.

All three events at the same time and you have Blue Blood Winter Super Moon Magik.

Happy dreams.

Note to self

Almost unbearable


A Kirlian cloud.

There is no such thing as a Kirlian cloud, but in the days of alternative facts…

Seriously, out of the blue, after a long dark winter there  is more light than darkness. Almost too much. Gone are the days, when it was easy to catch a sunrise, or there was plenty of night time to watch the Northern lights. More light than darkness. Now comes the time of filling the tank. No more frantic reading, excessive cooking and baking. Winter is over. Well, there is still snow coming down, ice on the road, strong winds, but I can feel it, that sun light. It’s going to put an end to another winter.

Aren’t you glad?