It is a place of magic here. Still warm with the feeling of autumn on my heels.
Crisp and tart like the apples that litter the grounds. They are my forewarning these apples. So bright and bold upon first impression, they pucker my mouth at the first bite. I can't stop eating them.
I wake early to clouds that touch the ground. They completely swallow the light, and then slowly, slowly lift off, and then the sun is here. The sun makes everything look like a storybook drawing. I spend more time here in the sun then I do at home, because not only am I warned multiple times a day, but I can feel it. The winter of our physical and emotional world is on the horizon.
Today we hold eyes and smile, tagging names to faces and places. We skim surfaces with friendly questions, because this is brand new. I am brand new, you are brand new, nice to meet you.
Tomorrow we unravel. Until we break through the Spring ice with new skin.
This is the work.
I can feel it.
Until then, acrobatics between trees, and wonderment at this blessing of having found ourselves Here. Together.
This is my promise.
I will keep my palms open wide, and even if I do not agree, I will listen.
Yippies making their way home.
The International Youth Initiative Program
I am a Yippie class of 2013/2014. These are findings, thoughts and captured moments of mine from here in Jarna, Sweden.