Mindful Living, NorCal

Transient – In My DNA

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When I read the theme for this week’s photo challenge at The Daily Post: Transient, my first thought was that’s me. It used to make me a little melancholic, like I was always standing on the outside looking in. At 37 I’ve finally come to terms with my gypsy soul. It’s in my DNA. My ancestors were vikings. What can I say?

I like some things to be consistent. I like returning to places that have a meaning to me, but to define home have always been a challenge. At least I’ve narrowed it down to the western states. I spend most of my time in northern California, and northern Nevada. That is where I am the most centered.

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I like to think of the transient places I treasure as gifts, that have been treasured by so many people before me, and will be treasured by so many people after me. That gives the concept of a transient existence more meaning. I don’t want to keep the views I treasure, or the experiences I experience to myself. So I share them with my stories, and my photos. Like my my grandma shared her stories with me, as she took me to countries, and special places near and far.

Love,

Ms Zen

 

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My daughter and I had a magical day at Potem Falls today. She must of borrowed my camera when I wasn’t looking. When we got back home and I uploaded the photos I’ve taken during the day, I found this one of me.

23 thoughts on “Transient – In My DNA”

  1. What a wonderful post, and great photo surprise! 😃 I thought of this the other week when I was planting trees in the forest. I have seen these beautiful trees as fully grown, and even though I will not live long enough to see the saplings grow tall and magnificent, I know that future generations will. And that makes me very happy.

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    1. Tack så mycket Lotta 🙂 Planting trees kind of make you think. I remember revisiting trees that my class planted in first grade, when visiting in my 20’s. It was a humbling feeling, and a great one at the same time. Some of the kids in my class aren’t with us anymore, but those Aspen trees are still there (in the small town of Brunflo,outside Östersund.) I hope you had a great midsummer celebration!

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      1. I am sorry to hear that and I can only imagine how that felt like to experience, but it sounds so beautiful still, that those trees remain. I can see it must have meant a lot to revisit them. And Östersund! I lived many years of my childhood a few hours from there, just northwest of Härnösand. Did you use to live in Sweden? We had a very calm and quiet midsummer, just the way I like it. 😀

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        1. It was cool to see how the trees thrived where we planted them 🙂

          I’ve been to Härnösand many times. It’s very beautiful in the winter! I grew up in Sweden (for the most part.)

          Happy to hear you had a beautiful midsummer. I enjoyed your photos!

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          1. I just love these golden moments when I meet someone whose path mine might have crossed in the past. It happened once in Australia, too, when a young woman came walking into the Chemist where I worked. She turned out to be a the girlfriend or friend (can’t remember which) to my brother’s friend from Lund and knew who my brother was. 😃

            Härnösand sure is very pretty in winter! I love the main street and the bridge as Christmas closes in–all lit up with lights.

            And thank you so much! I am so glad I met you here. ☀️🍃

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            1. I’m very happy to have met you 🙂 It is fascinating. My daughter’s dad and I talked about this a lot when we met. It turned out that we’d been very close to each other on several occasions through the years, all in different countries (including Sweden.) We finally met in California.

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  2. It is good to come to terms with who we are, and be comfortable with ourselves. I feel the same way-I think we need a certain maturity and experience of life to acquire this. In my twenties I still wasn’t ready.
    Ps love the secret snap! 🙂

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  3. Very nice to hear the gypsy life is working out for you. Sometimes in order to find what we are looking for, we have to keep moving – and look and go back to the places that mean to us when we need a breather or time to wind down for a bit. Haha, your daughter seems to have very good camera skills. Maybe you should let her play with the camera more 😉 Hope all is well and happy summer 🙂

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  4. Like you, I had a hard time saying where “home” was for my first 36 years. At the time, I had lived in one place for five years and everywhere else for only one to three years. I was never as much at peace with it as you seem to be, so then I settled down so my kids could grow up in a single place and have a sense of “home.” I think they appreciated that. Now, 17 years later, I am starting to get itchy feet again… maybe I am a wanderer after all! Thanks for a lovely post, and excellent photos.

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    1. Thank you so much for your thoughtful comment! Let’s just say that some days I’m more at peace with it than others 🙂 I do like to have some kind of home base, without being tied down to it. I don’t know if it makes any sense? It’s never too late to exercise those itchy feet!

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    1. Thank you so much! I’l tell her that you liked her photo 🙂 Her 5th birthday is coming up later this month, and there is indeed a camera in one of her gifts. I was 5 when my grandma gave me my first camera, so it’s sort of a family tradition 🙂 Looking forward to see your holiday photos!

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