I´m playing Pollyanna ! Just a thought shared with you !

  1. may 2020

I’ve got a plan

I need a plan

This is me playing Pollyanna

Everything is fine

We will be ok

This morning I got my veggies and had a long talk with my friend who brought them

Late in the morning 2 young men came to change the electric meter and I could talk to them

3 long talks and it’s just 14.04. Wonderful!

I´m starving for hugs and kisses. I dream about them and I think about them. After all I am Portuguese and hugging and kissing is our tradition.

While talking to a friend the other day he said: I will hug you! Just hearing him making the promise made me happy. I am collecting hugs and kisses when the vaccine is ready and in my body.

Now the heatwave is on its way to my little land and people will go to the beach. This is the test, how will we manage to keep the distance?

Having a plan is perfect and now I need to make the dream. I will paint it in colours and then mould it like clay until its perfect. Then I will mould a bit more and everything will fall into place. What more can I wish for?

I need a massage, a good full body massage. Fibromyalgia needs massage and I have not got any for a long time. There was a plan to begin the treatment just before the Covi and everything changed.

That was me complaining!

The conclusion is that I have a tendency to change my high soprano voice into a deeeeeeep bass!

How can that be happening? The deeper tones were a problem before the isolation.  Oh, it will change again. I just listen to my favourite singer Demis Roussos and everything will be ok.

My plan is perfect, it can be moulded and it will become the reality soon.

Enjoy what you can my dear reader. Today is the moment, tomorrow is not here yet and yesterday is over.

With love and light

Hulda Björnsóttir

Author: hulda9

I am Icelandic but live in Portugal. When I was young I had a dream. I wanted to travel around the world. I wanted to experience different cultures. My dream came true and I went to London. When going through the Chinese display in the British Museum I began to cry. I cried and experienced this longing and sadness. At that moment I knew I had to go to China. Arriving there for the first time I felt finally at home, a feeling I never had in Iceland. In Iceland I was an outsider. My mother passed away and I decided to move. My destination was China. I lived there for a while but had to sell my house and move because permanent residence was not granted to me. I moved to Portugal and that was 6 and a half years ago. In China I taught English and dance. In Portugal I am a retired resident. Now I am 72 years old. I love to write and want to share with you some of my experience in those 2 countries and also just my simple thoughts. Portugal is my final destination on this earth. Even though I have many years behind me, my mind is clear. I enjoy the life and make the most of every day. I love to sing, to study and most of all I love to be alive. I hope you will enjoy reading my thoughts that I share with you.

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