Winter makes me feel nostalgic

Despite the fact that I have specific memories for each season, winter brings me the biggest nostalgic feeling. I remember my childhood most often when I walk around the frozen lake in the park in my hometown of Nitra. Winters used to be colder than nowadays (except for this year), that´s why I used to regularly go ice skating and play ice hockey on the lake. I was freezing, but I was so glad I was playing winter sports that I didn´t feel it. After my parents finally succeeded in bringing me home, it was the right time for my favorite rituals. While my mom was preparing a hot coco for me, I would wash my hands in warm water to unfreeze them. I would put my feet on a warm radiator and grab the coco into my hands.

Back then I was happy that I wasn´t part of the adult world. They used to complain about winter and the snow and they could not get to work easily or go shopping. I also went to school every day but in contrast to them, I prolonged my way home to enjoy the snow. I made a few angels in the snow field, I collected icicles and built a nice snowman.

But times are changing and I grew up too. I became an adult so quickly and naturally that I didn´t even realized it. Instead of sliding on the ice, I take care not to fall down. I don´t remember how a real snowball fight looks like and I don´t remember when I built a snowman for the last time.

Despite of all of this, I wouldn´t want to go back to my childhood times. But sometimes, when I remember my childish me, I try to bring it again into my everyday life.




Imagine that you don´t have a head

no head

There was a time in my life  when I was reading a lot of motivational books. When I finished one, I started to read another one hoping  to  find some useful advice which would completely change my life. To be honest, most of them didn´t help me at all. To find something really useful was a miracle.

I am a  person who thinks a lot. Sometimes I think so much that it gives me a headache. I make my own predictions which are probably never going to happen. I am a very doubtful person and when it comes to some important desicions, I need to take a lot of  time to decide correctly. Maybe that´s why I was trying to escape to the world of these books and find an answer there.

One friend lent me a book from the mystic, guru and spiritual teacher Osho. His ideas are usually very controversial, but it is interesting reading as well.  I have found there one sentance which resonated in my head  for a very long time. The sentence was very simple: Imagine that you don´t have a head. Not to have a head means not to care about what the others think about me, to live in the present and follow my feelings instead of concentrating on my thoughts.

Sometimes  I need to take a  rest and just be. I need to walk and don´t think about anything.

I need to leave my head at home.