Welcome home! 

We spent the summer of 2022 apart. I was traveling for almost 3 months, to Kyrgyzstan to immerse in the untouched natural beauty and to Sweden to spend time with family and friends. 
I'll be sharing the photos from Kyrgyzstan in a slide show as soon as I get to the organizing of them. There's a lot of them ...! 

David and our cat Kimba Troy were in Nashville holding the fort when I was away on my escapades. On New Year's Eve as we were sharing with friends what our highlights of 2022 were, David said…

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I Love The Rain 

Nashville has been eerily dry this year. Pretty much no rain for months. But today it finally came. We've been working day out and day in on our old craftsman's home in this dry spell. Don't get us wrong, dry is good for painting, cutting, staining and so on but we were excited to put the power tools and paint buckets away this morning for ... rain. So we crept back into the bed that we're staying in these days as our floors are getting sanded and fell asleep to be awoken by the sound of water. Life giving…

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New songs blowing in from ... 

Moments like this, when the salty wind whispers songs in your ear, and the glowing sunsets open your heart even wider.
Seems like one of the songs is blowing in from ... South America - can't wait for you to hear that one! Our studio back in Nashville is starting to come together, and we CAN'T wait to lay down the new tracks for you ...

 

The devil is in the details - Musings on songwriting and other stuff  

When it comes to pretty much anything - traveling documents, studio equipment, recording, building, bread baking, health insurance, finances, cat food, contracts, supplements and pretty much anything that you feel the urge, or rather the need, to google, the devil is in the details. The painstaking research that is needed to do pretty much anything. Bricking a sidewalk, fixing a pipe, putting up a website, what tree to plant, I mean it’s all messing with you. Your desktop, your brain, your good mood. Am I…

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The heart of the matter 

Sometimes life intersects all the avenues of change into a moment in time, where you’re helplessly pulled out of any comfort zone you thought you had built around yourself.  

When the heart of the matter, the heart of your life, as literal as that may be, lies naked and exposed on a table, is stopped to make it run a while more. And although I’m forever grateful for that surgeon’s steady hand, mine were shaking as I woke up that morning, on that blessed Friday 13th. 10 days of not knowing, 10 days by his…

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Storm 

When I opened my phone today, a song I wrote more than twenty years ago came on all of its own from someone’s playlist on a streaming service that I don’t even have a subscription for anymore. God knows how that happened. 

Here we are, just after the tornado hit Tennessee, on the morning of David's surgery and as COVID-19 is taking the world by .. well .. by storm. This song turns on out of nowhere on my phone, after 20 years of silence, talking about this time that it apparently could see coming in those…

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Walking in the aftermath of a tornado 

Tennessee, March 7th 2020 

In a time when something as ingrained as handshakes have turned into elbow bumps, a presidency has turned into well.. Trump, and my daily morning walk through the old magical fairy grove and charming neighborhood has turned into a game of jackstraws and whole streets of restaurants, churches, venues, small shops and a hundred year old homes have been ripped into its fundamentals of piles of bricks, tiles, metal scrap and wood - a woman I’ve never seen is sitting on a chair in her…

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Out of hibernation 

The spring weather yesterday here in Nashville just got me out of my apparently genetical winter hibernation. It surprises me every year and I don't even know I'm in it until woken from it. 

In Sweden everybody's in it, it's an agreed on factor of winter, equaling darkness, which makes you not realize that it could be considered an oddity. Also we're fed by the flashes of fluffy snow where we can all feed from the sun's reflections off the white, play in it and enjoy the hibernation dream state in…

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Moments that count 

There are moments in life that demand your full attention. Those are usually the moments that really count - if you’re someone that likes to count that is. You know, the kind of counting that most of us do; how old, what year, how much, how long, how many times…

On some tiny islands out in the nowhere of the Pacific they don’t care so much for that kind of calculating. For the Hawaiians, life goes through stages, not years. Days follow the sun, not clocks. Mountains are wisdom keepers and homes for powerful…

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