Reinventing the wheel

Have you ever had an idea that died in it’s very early stages, simply because someone told you off, not to try “reinventing the wheel”? Well this might reinspire you to pick up those old or some new ideas =).
Seeing this innovative initiative actually reinventing the wheel, I just got a tingly feeling of what will be possible in all sorts of other areas, if we allow ourselves to look beyond the obvious =).

Der Panther

Im Jardin des Plantes, Paris

Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe
so müd geworden, dass er nichts mehr hält.
Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe
und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt.

Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte,
der sich im allerkleinsten Kreise dreht,
ist wie ein Tanz von Kraft um eine Mitte,
in der betäubt ein großer Wille steht.

Nur manchmal schiebt der Vorhang der Pupille
sich lautlos auf -. Dann geht ein Bild hinein,
geht durch der Glieder angespannte Stille –
und hört im Herzen auf zu sein.

Rainer Maria Rilke, 6.11.1902, Paris

I saw…

I saw a mountain sight so huge in france.
I saw a little girl, she tried to dance.
I saw the sun rise up above the sea.
I saw this little girl, that once was me.
I saw the waves role high against the sore.
I saw her try until she tried no more.
I saw the fishes jumping up and down.
I sae her laugh, I saw her cry and frown.
I saw the land, the earth, the sky, the air.
I saw her full of joy and love and care.

22. November 2011 / Forest Row, England

Mapping out our lives

There we are,

At the top of the hill.

Looking down at all the fields of opportunities.

Trying to figure out which one is ours.

Knowing that they’re all just a macrocosm of ourselves,

And each one of them as important as the other.

Still having to decide which valley we are heading for.

There is a space where we can connect,

Despite of where are, to where ever we want to.

And it is as real, as every thought you might have.

Looking from this place into the world,

It is not the question of where we are going,

but how we are going.

Which shouldn’t keep us from going,

Where our heart leads us to,

Our mind gives us the possibilities to imagine,

And our will shall move us to.

Because there is a path, which is for us,

Though it might be hidden and go in circles,

It will be ours,

And allways ours.

As long as we tread a path.

27. January 2010 / Järna, Sweden