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There are moments when you just need to slow down, even for a moment, let go of  every to-do -list in your head…  And if you’re really brave, you might even close your eyes and take it all in on a different level..

And I promise, there’s treasure everywhere.

Yesterday, I did just that, closed my eyes and let the feelings flush over me, in a special musical event here in Helsinki. And the treasure I found, when closing my eyes and letting go, led to such a flow of tears that I ended using every single kleenex of every stranger  around me.

And. It was beautiful and unforgettable.

But now, let me take you to another journey… That of a LadyBohemia business trip to the South of France.

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Once and again, I found myself utterly (and as usual, happily) lost this time in the beautiful ancient cultural city of Aix-en-Provence.
Without agenda or hurry, I stopped for a little cup of coffee… And closed my eyes, to take it all in.

And there it was. The most charming little fountain… Ancient buildings, medieval gates… A lovely art gallery… Not to mention the best croissant of my life.

AND a wonderous little boutique, full of tresors old and new, soooooo sophisticated and sensual, a real Aladdins cave for  LadyBohemia .

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And this I gotta mention… just look at the flow of this dress. It’s is a unique piece, a golden beige silk and lace dream, handmade with love by the wonderful designer Oona Elena Kassila of Moonalia Design. The skirt was originally planned to be worn at a wedding, by a guest, but sorry, I just don’t have the patience to wait for some of my friends to tie the knot..

And, I must say, we’ve already encountered the most memorable experiences together with this skirt.

I wore it yesterday, at the preview of the record to come, and I’m sure it has marks of my tears here and there… And in fact I welcome each and every one of them.

And then… As I didn’t plan it very carefully, I wore this dress when I needed to carry a two heavy suitcases to a boutique… As this lovely dress has a lace train, my two boys walked behind me, carrying my train. Not a word of complaint – they’re rather used to me.

Again, a moment never to forget. Probably to all the passers-by as well..

IMG_1154The brocante life in Aix… I just love it.
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You might come across an item that just says  WaaaaaOoooH take me home I’m yours… But in any case, you get to see pieces with hundreds of years of history, tradition, stories… If only they could talk.

I for one would listen.

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Let. It. Be.

A lesson learned at a yoga workshop yesterday.

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Getting ready and peaceful.
Photo Susanna Soikkeli.

My dear readers, I would love to share with you my experience of a full-day yoga workshop, held by a beautiful soul, the yogi Jack Boken. Although Jack had promised this would be a truly heart-opening experience, little did I know.

That morning I went to class feeling totally overwhelmed by the world, my mind in chaos, so sad. So much so that when Jack asked us one simple question “What has brought you here today?”, the tears just came and drowned me. During the rest of that day, I never managed to gather my poise but that’s just the beauty of yoga… Nobody’s poised and we’re not meant to be. People somehow find the strength to be honest and raw, compassionate and present. And during that day, with Jack’s gentle guidance, we confided in each other on a such a  true and real level, only to be welcomed by acceptance and compassion.

And later when the asanas got sweaty & physical, our bodies were as open as our minds.

Breakthroughs just happened.

For my part, I actually managed not one but five asanas I’d never dared to do before.

Like I pointed out in class, it was a very small step for mankind but a significant one for me – and especially so on a day that had begun with uncontrollable tears and feeling so blocked inside that I’d thought it would be better to give everybody else a break, and go calm down alone at home.

At the end of his classes, Jack asks each student to decide to give up something in their lives, and to commit to something.

Very concrete, very practical, very useful.

This can be something evoked during that specific practice, or anything that feels important. Key is commitment. Not just thinking how I’d like to be a better person but deciding exactly how I could achieve that.

Personally,  I realised very, very, painfully clearly that I need to give up the fears that control and limit my life on so many levels. Or, to put it in yoga terminology, acknowledge the existence of my fears, and then let them go ;). This was why during this very practice, it had been so important for me to battle and conquer my fears of handstands, headstands and other stands I’d never done before and the names of which I don’t even know. To trust Jack not to let me fall flat on my face and get hurt.

No, to just trust myself, no matter how much I was afraid, no matter how I was sure I COULD NEVER EVER DO IT.

Sooooooo liberating.

And if you can kick ass with your fears on the yoga mat, maybe in real life, you can too.

Only, in Jack’s class we’re not allowed any maybes.

There’s no trying.

That’s why I’m still, a weeks on…

Letting. It. All. Just. Be.

With such peace.

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This summer, I have Roses in my hair.

1017685_10151520120517960_443087573_nThe edges of the little silk roses are burnt with a lighter, to make this effect… So vivacious, so purrrrrrrrrfect.

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Everytime I wear these, people just want to touch them. It does not surprise me.

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Each piece is handmade with love and care, by my beautiful faery friend Marianlinn Le Fay ♥ .

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How a beautiful sentence can carry through a sleepless night.

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I miss my books that are all in boxes.

Thank you Lea my friend, for this page tonight.

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both mean MESS and that is the case.

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it’s a little more than dusty chez nous

Again my dear readers, I apologize for not being more present and more in touch… But as you can see, I’ve been busy :).

IMG_0928Kitchen… Not so much home cooking this summer.

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floors are looking for the ideal color..

But I am so lucky to have the best ever renovation guys doing all this with and for me. Really, they make living amongst this mess bearable and even fun. Every evening they dig out a mattress or a sofa for me to camp in for the night… Check where to put it, so there isn’t so much light that it would keep me awake.. Really so sweet.

One day I was trying to figure places for lamps and paintings but couldn’t really get the full picture of the dimensions – as you can see the roof and walls are all quite unorthodox.. And Heikki and Jorma just volunteered to carry our piano to it’s normal place – in this mess!!! – so that I could better grasp how my lamps would look around it.

Who would do that? Well my guys are just the best.

IMG_0922And I was so grateful for the piano carrying that we finished the day with some sparkling wine on the balcony :).

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My new bohemian tresor… Lovely water spirits have created the loveliest corset of them all, for me, and I am so grateful for this beauty ♥.

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~* My City *~

I love my city.

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I must have done something so right in a previous life.

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1004741_487792907965392_243574487_nPeople always tell me to stop butterflying around.

I think maybe I shouldn’t stop.

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of being there, instead of here.

Minna Kulmalalta

Just a little word from the land of neverending boxes… Everybody else has wisely and finally absconded to the countryside and I am left alone with heaps and piles of stuff to be moved, carried, stuck and stashed someplace. Uhhhhh I’m afraid that tomorrow morning at 07 AM the renovation guys will just take a look at my mess, turn away and leave… I would so gladly do just that…

So, as this Midsummer totally escaped and abandoned me, this picture made me ridiculously happy.  Wonderful photographer Minna Kulmala, who has taken so many of the LadyBohemia photos, sent it to me with a little word:

Made me think of you“.

Thank you Minna Sweetness, you captured it, as ever ♥.

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A very sweet MidsummerNight’s Dream to everybody!!!!

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This Midsummer, I do nothing but pack, pack, pack like a madwoman. Live amongst endless boxes, eat on the floor (kids love it), don’t manage to get out at all (nobody loves), see no end in sight. We’re not moving, but finally a Grand Renovation is about to start, everything must go into boxes. I didn’t even realize it was Midsummer before my mother – a fellow sufferer in my mess – pointed it out.

Uh I’m sooooooo ready for a dip in a lake… The smell of sea… Picnic, outside and not on my floor… Some actual fresh air.

Tomorrow? Please, pretty please.

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