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Inspirational quotes…follow my heart..

I love them. Inspirational quotes.
They make me stronger.
They make me smile.
They make me understand more about life.
Inspirational quotes are pieces 4 love that makes my life more beautiful because they make me smile and they make my life easier because they give me advices and learnings I can use.

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A good example is this quote above.
How many times did some body said to me follow your heart…many times.
And how many times did I get hurt…many…
So… If.. for every time some one told me to follow my heart…they’ve followed up by advising me to take my brain with me… then the number of times that I hurted myself maybe have been smaller.
But on the other hand… If I never try I never see if I could go where my heart told me to go…because my brain is filled up with learnings from the past. So my brain sometimes becomes a hurdle to following my heart…
So then..what to do….?
I’ll follow my heart and try take my brain with me without listening too much…or… what do you think?

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Anna

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When life feels fogy

I actually never thought about it, but life feels fogy sometimes.

Like, I can’t see where I am going or what I should actually bring with me.

Not physically but mentally.

I feel like walking in the clouds, not being sure if I fall every time I prepare a new step.

Which makes it quite paranoia like, to dare take a step everyday.

Then I thought back on knowledge I got many years ago…

We people have two choices in life:

One choice is to react instinctively, another is to respond appropriately.

And it occurred to me, that I’ve been reacting instinctively on many things in my life.

An example is turning into panic and sad feelings when people reject me. Even if I know it tells more about them than about me.

But then yesterday, I realised that reacting instinctively gives me more problems inside me.

So today I thought about how could I react properly. For my own sake. And I realised I had to cancel them from my social media, so I do not get back in the sad mood when I see posts from them.

I realised I had to cancel them from my life, and not following them on social media anymore, … maybe I am harsh. But my instinct reaction was to be panic and figure out how to make then unreject me. But that made me focus on negative energy.

So instead I focus on the positive things, and i try to respond properly to that. In order to build on what actually makes me smile.

And something I have had a really big difficulty of admitting, was all the direct messages I get from people I am connected to on social media. The thing is, I am really bad at writing back. And I have to arguments for that:

  1. I have a problem with my arms and fingers, which paralyses me if I use them too much.
  2. I get flattered and embarrassed at the same time, getting these messages.

So, I’ve been thinking about how I could respond properly and address this interest, in order to show the interest back.

And now I have made this video, a little introduction video… totally without manuscript and I made in one shot. NO time for regrets. It is totally authentic and real.

And you know what, after I made this video, it seemed as if the fogginess lighted a bit.

Thanks to all of you who inspires me everyday via Social Media and in Real Life.

 

Let me know what I can do better and keep asking me questions, I am preparing new videos about life to you.

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Anna

 

 

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Life before and after social media…

Before there was none

now there are so many that I have to choose

Choose which one to be on

Whether to be active and social or passive and still little social…

Before I had to go out and meet people, if I stayed home I would not meet any

Which maybe means that many

more people today can socialise in their own way

But maybe after even

more young people believe

That what is going on is for real

I do not know what is best for you,

I try do to what is best for me

And what makes me feel good.

And it makes me feel good to be inspired by others,

to see when they work … out … and when they visit their mother

When they eat cake and have struggles when they bake …. it… and share it one another.

…Thanks to all inspiring people on Instagram

Thanks for reading my poem – the first here on my blog,

and then before ending this post I post a picture from Kate Egan. A true multipotentialite (if you do not know what that is check out my post about that)

Post with wise words…and before social media there were less,,, after there are plenty

I love them

SOcial media Love

Be Social in the way that works for you.

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Anna

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Normally I would just take a picture

But it is too dark and I do not get the picture that I want.

What is it?

That thing about wanting that picture.

Picture of what?

A picture of how I want it to be?

Or

A picture of how it is?

Maybe a picture of how it is with a filter of how I want it to be.

Or how I wish it would be.. or how I think I know it probably could be.

What is the perfect picture? What is the wrong picture?

Is there anything perfect or right or wrong?

A clever woman taught me:

Something works and someting works less.

Go with the things that work. You can feel it in the middle of your body.

Either it feels good or it feels bad. When it feels bad it works less.

When it feels good it works…

and

Then you do not care about the picture, you just take it and launch, no filter, no editing,…

Dream life pictureVoila

Make yourself comfortable with yourself, and take that picture ❤

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To follow my dreams

Sometimes I get lost in my dreams of real life and then I ask my dreams of night what to do.

It sounds strange but somehow the dreams help me to understand what is going on.

Before the fire I one night asked about where to go with life because I have had this really strange year.  And in my dream that night I was shown this big big road in front of my house and I was shown this little baby that I forgot all about.

One week after – a fire in my apartment made so much damage that I have to stay some where else for the next four months.

Luckily my insurance have everything under control, and I am surrounded by gorgeous people helping and supporting me.

But did I ever dream of having a fire in my apartment in real life? No… and this is why I write this post. I’ve been spending so much time collecting stuff, buying selling and moving around with all this stuff. And in less than half an hour 95% of all my stuff are damaged.

That made me rethink. My dream when starting this blog was to inspire to make life more beautiful and easy to live by sharing knowledge about life and how to handle life, lifestyle, dreams and so on without getting confused by to many things and stuff we’ll never use anyway.

And I think that my dream told me to continue to make this little baby grow.

Which is why I started a new feature in my menu,,, the how to feature, the first one is

How to Live Life

 

Thanks for reading my posts. If you have any questions please write me on anna@calledda.com

Remember: in Your life, you are the most important

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Anna

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I like the small things. No I love them.

Yes. I do love he small things.
And I am talking about the small things in life and small material things that just make you feel welcome and taken care of.
The last three weeks I changed place of living three times.
From my own apartment. To a room in my friends house due to a fire in my apartment. And for the last week while being in Italy, I’ve been living in a new place. I have rented a room in a beautiful little house. A sweet lady has this extra room in which I enter feom the garden.
And this is where I really started to observe and feel the small things.
Here you see my new room.

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And what I really loved about it when I stepped into the room the first time was the pillow on the bed.
The text on the pillow sais goodnight in Italian. Buona Notte.
Another small thing that really made me happy.. was the bathing suite that the sweet lady I rent the room from has made avaliable for me when I am here. It makes me happy every time I put it on.

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The big thing about the small thing is that they really makes me feel good and creates positivity in my body and mind.

Last but not least. The sweet lady with beautiful name Donatella…makes this awesome coffee for me in the morning.   

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This picture is from insta. .maybe you have seen it. If not you can find my profile on @call_edda 

Remember it is the small things. ❤

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Anna


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I try to stay calm

Even if I  am not able to stay in my own apartment, even if I start over with clothing’s, things and devices..I try to stay calm.
Since Saturday I have tried to transfer a movie from my phone to my new mac. And it still does not work. And you know what. ..that annoys me more than loosing my stuff.
Strange .. and I try to keep calm…even if it really makes my body explode inside…
So…how can I keep calm about loosing my stuff…and not when my devices are not working. .. maybe it is because it is something that I want to do.
I want to start making small films. I have a video with this talented guy… and I want it out now.. but it doesn’t work…yet… so… The calmness that I have when thinking about all my lost stuff…I try to copy that into the situation of the not working devices….to stay calm but still in progress. .. because I try several solutions…. staying calm…or do I …?
How do you manage to stay calm when things really get on your nerves?
I would be pleased if you share it with me.
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Anna

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The cheating look

Sometimes look cheats.
Or .. a lot of times look cheats.

I know. And as I said before I could choose to be a victim….this time….of the cheating look…

The look that makes you look strong, satisfied, self confident and happy.

That look I have. But nobody ever told me that.
And for many years I was treated as the strong person who would be able to take everything and I played the game everyday…and every night I cried my self to sleep. Because even if I look good, confident and strong. I have also my weak sides.  But …
When I tried to ask for help I was met with sentences as:

You look so good you shouldn’t

complain.
You are so strong why be sad?
You should be able to handle it?

Or even worse… If I said something in a serious tone. .. I would often be accused of being angry or arrogant. Just because of my look.
And so…for many years I didn’t ask for help, I didn’t said the truth about who I actually was and how I felt. I was afraid of having to discuss what I felt inside.

When I was 33 years old I saw a video of my self making a speech. And when I saw that I realize how much power I have just by my look… but nobody ever told me. Nobody!

In relationship my boyfriends became jealous on how I look at people and how I talk to people. My look makes me seem interested in every little human being. So in the end.   I didn’t dare look up because I was afraid of being accused of flirting.
Finally …finally I’ve realize that I have to get away from people who treats me because of who I look instead of who I am and what I say.
And it is working.
But always remember that the girl who looks strong and good…maybe also is just as sad as you are.
Look cheats…  remember that.

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Anna

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The light at the end of the bridge

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Wouldn’t it just be nice to find that special light?
That light that makes me wake up in the morning ready for a new day.
Ready as in smiling, doing things that I love and being with people I love.

That light that makes me see a reason for life being.
That light that makes me satisfied.
That feeling of being me and being satisfied.
When I am really strong it is no problem. When I am really weak it is a lot more difficult. ..
But somehow I manage.
I do cry.
But even after a divorce, a fire in my house and other situations that have made me really sad this year.
I still see that light.
And I think it shines from inside me. And then I follow where the rayon light shines right back at me… and gives me that feeling of satisfaction and calmness of myself and life.
And it is the small things. Comments on Instagram, Facebook, my blog, my friend who laughs when watching a movie, my sister who calls me for a chit chat. These small things and many other make my light shine even more. Specially in bad periods. But the light inside me always shines. And so does yours…
Recognize it. Embrace it. Live it.

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Anna


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Shit happens

Yes it does. Some shit is bigger than other… when a house burns and all stuff get ruin by fire and smoke it is really big shit.
And the big shit happened yesterday in my apartment.

Around 14:50 a candle light took fire in a jacket in my roomy’s room while she was in the kitchen. And when she opened the door back into her room, fire and smoke met her with so much power that she was not able to see where she was. Luckily she managed to reach the door and get out before breathing.
I was in the yard with my friend Christina and I heard a girl scream on the road, so I went out and saw people look up with their phone by their ears, and I also saw my sweet roomie with no shoes, calling for help.

I knew then my apartment was on fire. Shit. Big shit.

My roomie was so sad that I ran to her and took my arms around her and told her it was okay, that it was only stuff, only things and it was good she was out.
I looked around and saw one of my neighbors with something to stop the fire. But just opening the door to the entrance of the building .. There was too much smoke.

I ran back to My roomie who, still with no shoes, tried to get in touch with her mom and her boyfriend. With no luck. That was tougher for me to see that, than to know my things were on fire.

I gave her my jacket but she was so sad that she just sad down on the cold ground and I tried to put it around her.

Then I went out and the firefighters were already on their way. I just luckily live five minutes from the fire station.
When I saw them go into the building I just wanted to go with them…
But off course I just had to wait.
I asked several times if they would tell me as soon as the fire stopped.
Wauw the fireman on the street must have thought I was annoying….but I just really wanted to know everything about what happened.
From I heard my roomie on the street untill the fire stopped, 20 minutes had pasted…
When they opened the windows and all the smoke came out I knew the fire had stopped. But wow… All that smoke. Not good.
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But I ran to the firefighter on the street and asked if he could get the computers out. I told him there was one Mac on the table in my room which had not caught fire, only smoke and two bags with a Mac and one laptop also in my room and then I knew my roomie had a Mac as well.

He gave the message in his walkie-talkie and after less than five minutes a firefighter came out with three bags and two Macs …and I started to cry….

An ambulance was also among all the big cars and trucks with water, and my roomie finally got some shoes from a friendly neighbor and she reached her boyfriend by phone who was on his way.

Then from that I do not remember that much myself other than I consistently asked the police man of permission to get into the apartment in order to get my agenda with all my work codes, my external hard disks, my passport and my personal papers.
And me weed… But I didn’t tell him that …

Oh and I grabbed my rollerblades on the way out as well… When he finally let me in…

From there I talked to all my neighbors and we just waited for the recovery company to check the building and let me close my doors with keys. From outside.

Luckily my friend Christina who had been there from the beginning had space enough at her house. So we went there, and I called my roomie to catch up on her safety. She was on the way with her boyfriend to his place .

I’ve learned something!

The people around me are so much more important than the things I’ve been buying and carrying around for years.

I’ve also learned, when I posted about my situation, that likes and comments on Facebook and Instagram gave me courage to stay strong and be cool about loosing my home for an indefinite period.

Because when big shit happens it is far from the material stuff that counts.

It is the human energy.

Thank you for reminding me!

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Anna ❤