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July 8, 2010: Moments and memories

Moments amd memories – it is 3:30 in the morning over here and the sun is already up.  Now, so am I.  The sun did not go to bed until past 10 pm last night.  Quite amazing.  I missed dinner because I thought we had more time – since it was still light outside.  By the time we looked at the clock and readied ourselves to go eat – it was already late.  So, we decided it would be best just to stay in.

I was laying in bed a few minutes ago and my mind was wandering about like a tiger in the jungle.  To and fro – back and forth.  I started thinking about Kay and Kim Comer (if you don’t have Kay and Kim on your Facebook then you should add them – Kay writes about her daily living experiences in Round Knob, Illinois),  I started thinking about Kay’s descriptions of being in the moment.  Living in the momemt.  Recognizing those moments for what they are.  A single spot in history – a single living, breathing, specific point at which something amazing occurs.  A moment in time that becomes a memory.  It doesn’t have to be something spectacular – perhaps something as simple as watching the deer play in your back yard (in Kay’s case – her front yard).  Or watching a lightning bolt streak through the summer sky.  Moments that we remember – moments that we share with other people.

I don’t think that Kay realizes the impact of the words that she chooses to share with everyone around here.  She reminds us of days gone past – moments in our lives that impacted ourselves and others.  Having grown up with Billy and Kay – and their children – I realize more and more that we can never relive that time.  We can remember it – we can share the memories- but we can’t relive it.  Kay, in her writings, reminds us of why we are here.  To watch the deer play, to share our lives with our family, to plant some flower seeds, to watch our grass grow, to love those around us, and to inspire others to simply be a better person.

Moments are mysterious.  We can’t choose what moments we will remember.  Many times moments that we remember – we would rather forget.  But sometimes the moments that our minds chooses to remember are moments that we hold dearly in our heart – forever.  Moments with someone we love – our grandmothers, our parents, our sisters or brothers – friends – those are the ones that we don’t want to ever forget.

I started thinking about how many times we allow moments to get away from us.  Rushing here and rushing there.  Rushing to see "something" – all the time moments are passing us by.  Moments that could become special memories. But in order to capture that memory – you have to slow down.  There is no way to measure just how many moments have gotten away from us.  It is part of the mystery of moments.  What we don’t experience – we don’t ever know.  I have a feeling, though, that thousands of moments escape us. 

I try to live in the moment.  But it is not easy.  Being ADD doesn’t help one live in the moment.  lol  You are constantly wanting to do something or mess with something.  Staying busy as my mom would say.  Living in the moment takes work.  It takes a concentrated effort to tell yourself to STOP.  Stop and listen.  Stop and see.  Not just hear and look.  But listen and see.

I look back through my photographs from time to time.  Maybe to make sure I am not getting too old to remember what has happened over the years.   I truly think there is a part of me that takes photographs in order for me to hold onto memories even longer.  Perhaps there will come a day when I can’t remember being somewhere.  But a photograph will remind me and take me back to that moment.  Anyway, I look at my photographs and I see moments.  Special moments – moments that perhaps to someone else might not have much meaning.  But – never-the-less moments.

Moments such as the time in Rome where I spotted the kid looking up in amazement at a naked statue of a lady.  The boy could not have been any older than seven.  But, the look at his face was priceless.  Moments such as the time we were walking in Munich and we noticed a street performer that had outfitted himself as a water fountain.  He was quite dramatic and animated – water pouring from his different spouts that he had arranged on his costume.  Kids laughing and adults taking snapshots and video to place on YouTube.  He wasn’t there as part of anything we had to pay to see – he wasn’t part of the planned schedule.  He just happened to be there at that time and place.

I have noticed in life that the most special moments are never planned.  Never orchestrated by anyone on purpose.  They just happen.  I can remember being caught in the rain once with some friends in Toronto.  we had to walk home that evening when the thunderstorm rolled in.  We were soaked to the bone.  But we all laughed and stomped in the water that was over our ankles.  We shivered.  We ducked when lightning would flash and the thunder would roll.  I remember it as if it was yesterday.  And yet it was many many years ago.  Why?  Why do I remember something as simple as being caught in the rain?  Why is that moment so special to my memories?

It is obvious to me that the best moments in life are never planned.  They are never expected.  They just happen.  Time – space – and you happen to cross paths during that special moment and it becomes a special memory.  Moments and memories are tied. 

July 7, 2010: Stockholm and their art. Plenty of art!!!

We had a great day here in Stockholm.  Enjoyed the sites.  It was warm – but we can’t complain because everyone is burning up back home.  Temperatures have been in the 90s once again.  100 degree weather along the East Coast of the United States.  Terrible heat for them.  Nobody likes it.  Looks like it will continue.

We spent today walking around – we saw a lot of sites.  Some of the areas we were in today date back to the 1200s.  Quite amazing when you think about it.  Stockholm is full of beautiful buildings and art work.  I tried to capture the "feel" of the city today.

Here are some photos

 


That would be me 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
This statue/memorial is near where we are staying.  This was built to remember the labor movement.  More info http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Branting_Monument

 


The Branting Monument

 


As with most cities in Europe – there is plenty of sculptures.  One of the 
pieces of art work near the city center.

 


Near the center of the City of Stockholm.

 


Statue for Peace.  This work was inspired by the death of John Lennon. 

 

 


You will never guess what movie is playing.  🙂
This statue is called the Orpheus Sculpture.  Well not the Shrek piece
🙂 but the other.  It is located near the concert hall.

 

 


This church was founded in the 1200s.  Quite amazing.  It is called
the Klara Church – Church of Sainte Clare.

 


Church of Klara

 

 
Beautiful Stockholm.

 

 

 


This is located in the Sweden Cathedral.  This is where the royal couple got married a couple of weeks ago.  Fighting the dragon in this statue

 

 


Sweden Cathedral

 


This art work was on display inside of the cathedral

 


The smallest statue in the city.  This little boy could fit in the palm of my hand.

 

 


Joey in front of the memorial for the labor movement.  The Branting Monument.  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Branting_Monument

 


Joey standing in front of the Vasamuseet.  This ship set sail in 1628.  It only lasted
20 minutes before it sank.  Poor design – to say the least.  They raised the ship out of 100′
of water back in the 1960s.  It was in amazing shape. 

 


A beautiful piece of work.  Lot of carvings on the boat.

 

 

 

 

 


Some of the amazing woodwork on the ship – this dates back to the 1600s.  They raised the ship in the 1960s.  It sank after only 20 minutes
on the Baltic Sea.  Vasamuseet is the name of the ship.

 


You won’t find a street any smaller than this one!

 

 


Beautiful city – love Europe

 


Stockholm, Sweden – July 7th

 

 


Joey in front of some of the amazing buildings in the city.