Tuesday, 3 December 2024
Sunday, 1 December 2024
1st of Advent
Nanne Nyander
Sailing through the night sky,
looking for you.
Are you still dreaming,
or are you awake, awake to reality,
awake to the truth?
Sail with me, through the sky,
till we reach the end of time.
We are going nowhere,
and it’s a beautiful journey.
-Nanne Nyander
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From the Book: "The Way Back Home"
Monday, 18 November 2024
Peace
Nanne Nyander
so that I can be at peace.
It’s too overwhelming.
I have to find my own peace.
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Saturday, 9 November 2024
It’s time to wake up
Nanne Nyander
What can I do,
when the planet is going to pieces?
What can I do?
What can I do,
when the world is going crazy?
What can I do?
How can I resist going to pieces,
how can I resist going crazy?
I’m grabbing for some sanity in an insane world,
to not add more insanity,
to stay in the light.
WAKE UP!
It’s time to wake up.
-Nanne Nyander
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Am I here to find the truth,
or is the truth here to find me,
or are we one and the same?
-Nanne Nyander
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Friday, 1 November 2024
When the world has gone to pieces
Nanne Nyander
Sunday, 20 October 2024
Autumn
The autumn leaves,
leave me breathless.
I’m falling,
uncontrollable,
there’s no bottom,
there is just empty space.
Moving,
moving through space with no mind,
I don’t mind.
The autumn leaves are falling.
Catch me.
There’s just emptiness,
no words, no thoughts,
no reality in the mind of the doer.
Stay, empty, space, let me fall,
keep falling, empty, silence.
Exhale, exhaustion,
no more holding on,
emptiness, stay.
No thoughts can catch me here.
I’m empty, empty, empty.
I’m the autumn leaves
lost in space waiting to be found.
Not waiting anymore.
I’m not a leaf,
I’m the space in which it is all happening,
without anything happening.
I am, I am.
-from " The Struggle of Going Nowhere"
Tuesday, 1 October 2024
Whispers
I can hear a distant whisper,
a whisper beyond time.
It whispers not to the mind,
but to itself.
I listen and think I know what it’s saying,
but I’m just in the way.
Listen, be silent, don’t think.
It speaks not to the mind,
but to the silence itself.
The silence that I am.
-Nanne Nyander
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Friday, 27 September 2024
Life
Mind is fine with being bored,
desperate, confused, fed up.
It likes being the one who is sad and depressed.
This is not what I want,
but the mind doesn’t mind.
I want to be free and happy.
Mind doesn’t mind either way.
Mind is holding me in a tight grip,
wanting me to stay.