Little things, little things, little things that make the world

Being such a restless person, I've always envied those who can live in the moment. That's something I'd like to improve in myself; not having to constantly keep myself busy and just enjoy those little things. So here's to that: I'll make a list of the things that I've lately been so happy about:

The Pony. My pony that is. I'm not sure if he qualifies as a little thing though, being 400kg, wither stature 148cm. After working so hard with him for the last 9 months or so, we went to a dressage competition last Sunday, and I can now say that there has certainly been progress. Also, last night I went to a trail ride (=riding cross-country), and we galloped thru a forest on a perfect sandroad. There's nothing like that in the world: feel the speed and wind on your face, forest dark green around you and the sound of hoofs beating the ground at a perfect rhythm... Once again, that is complete freedom.

Paulo Coelho. I'm truly and utterly in love with his novels. I started with The Witch of Portobello, which is propably not the best of his works, but got me hooked anyway. I can highly recommend it, escspecially to all unique women. It kept me charmed throughtout the book, but the greatest thing about his works is, that sometimes he says something so wise, that it makes me stop reading and start thinking, and then I understand, just understand a problem or a dilemma that I might have had. I mean a dilemma about myself. At the moment I'm reading The Pilgrimage, looking forward to The Alchemist and all the rest.

NYC. In the end of August, one of my dreams is about to come true. I'm traveling to New York City. I've been to several big cities, such as Toronto, Vancouver, Ottawa and London and they all "breath" and "beat" at a different pace. I'm excited to experience NYC's pace. Every time I even think about our trip (Sipuli is coming with me), I get an adrenaline rush. 39 days and we are off!


So long, Laurenzia.

To get started...

Since I was truly inspired by my dear friend and little cousin Marynell's blog, I couldn't help but start my own. She's expressed her joy of livin thru her blog so incredibly enthusiastically, that I wanted to start my own search for lost Laurenzia - me - via this blog, just to get lost again. I chose English as a language, because I wanna keep it as fluent as possible - and to get challenged while writing.

Something about the title: To my ear, Tofino is propably one of the most perfect words, starting with somewhat hard To, just to be followed by soft and tender fino... (call me a geek cos' I am). Tofino is one of my favourite spots on earth, little village in Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada, surrounded by wild nature. I will never forget this one misty morning in July 2007, slightly chilly wind from the oh-so-beautiful Pacific Ocean, sunrise and complete silence. That was absolute freedom...

Some pictures from the web: