Tomorrow will be the last time I wake up and go to sleep in Turku for some time. Wednesday I'm off to Helsinki with only a small clue about what my life will be like during the upcoming months! Everything will be new: my hometown will change, I'm getting a new flat mate, starting school... and tens of other things! But I'm excited and ready! Bring it on!
In preparation my Mom and I drove to my new home on Sunday. We took over some things that were left behind when we moved the bulk of my possessions with Dad. Clothes mainly... :D It felt important to me to have my Mom come over, because moving out, although for a second time, is something I want to share with my parents. Its kind of a bonding experience. When I moved to Malmö my Mom took me and Lotta there...and left us there. I cried so much when she left -don't leave me! And when we moved back from Malmö we drove all the way there with my Dad and Lotta, it was an unforgettable roadtrip! So anyway, Sunday was great. We had plenty of time to chat during the day and got stuff done. Lunch at a neighborhood Greek restaurant was excellent and afterwards Mom so kindly stocked up my kitchen cabinets, so I want be living off noodles quite just yet.
After a day of driving to Helsinki and moving I was completely exhausted. I was so tired that I got inspired to bake! We have a huge basket of apples from Grandma's cottage in Humppila, so I baked an apple "kukko", which is basically a bread type dough with a sweet apple-cinnamon-almond filling on the inside. I also made one with apples, banana and peach and then the rest of the dough I used to make a pie.
This weekend I visited my Grandma's grave for the first time since her funeral. Walking through the cemetary during the daytime is nice; its so calm and during the summer time all the flowers and such look beautiful. I like to read the grave stones...their filled with history -you can sometimes determine the possible cause of death from the dates of passing away, like when there has been a war or a epidemia/plague, what names have been fashionable, how people's average age has increased and so on... At the same time its sometimes so sad, young people having passed away, entire families... Who were these people? What happened to them? Did they have a good life? Yet its so necessary to realize how precious life is, and that death is a natural part of life, everyone's life. Visiting her grave, however, stirred up a lot of emotions and I woke up at night during a horrific nightmare. It was raining outside, my blinds and windows were open and my room was cold. I was so scared and sad, started crying a lot and had to come upstairs, put on all the lights and try to get my mind off it.
Today has been sort of...tired and slow, but good. I made a lunch picnic, packed magazines, a book, a blanket and writing supples and headed to a the Puolala Park downtown. Meditation, a self-assesment project, eating, reading and a nap. Relaxing, useful, quality me -time. Afterwards I met up with Tiltu downtown and after a while we headed home.
One of my projects for the Autumn is working on taking care of myself holistically; physically, spiritually and mentally. Exercise, enjoying the nature, starting to practice yoga/pilates/deep stretching regularly, eating wholesome and nutritious food, meditating, starting a women's circle with Karo, respecting my boundaries and body, trying to get more sleep and through many other means. One, which I'm working on currently, is allowing myself to heal. I have vertebral disc prolapse and basically my only option is rest and recuperating exercise. I'm finding it difficult, but no can do! I also want to take care of my body regularly. This weekend I did a facial and bathed in the sauna -rejuvinating, relaxing, replenishing.
I've now been on the computer for over and hour, time to stop and do something else. I'm now keeping track of how much time I spend online and doing what. :)
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