back to nature

Back to Nature — On a Boat Built for Living

Thursday.
Nature is dripping back into my existence — slowly, gently.
No need to rush. No need to push. Just… return.

I once had a vision.
A world tour in 2025 — five women, one boat, a shared dream.
The dream was real. The longing even more so.
But now, under this Saturn in Aries sky,
with all planets whispering “Come home, Pisces,”
I no longer need to go to extremes.

Because home has found me.
And it looks like nature.
It feels like peace.
It sounds like silence wrapped in birdsong.

It started with one day on the boat.
Then a night.
Then two nights.
And now…
I’m afraid that if I don’t leave, I’ll never want to leave again.
Sound familiar?

Crazy world, isn’t it?

Where am I now?
Where did I leave from?

I know it’s going to be great — whatever this is.
But first, I need to meet myself again.

Yesterday, as I was simply living in my life,
a memory floated up —
the version of me before life happened.
A fresh, wild, pure little me.
Innocent. Unfiltered.
I saw her.
I welcomed her.
And I let her breathe in my body again.

I stopped pushing.
I stopped striving.
I just… leaned back in the sun, exhaled, and let go.

Surrounded by water.
Warmed by the sauna.
Plunged into the deep breath of Lake Saimaa.
Letting nature hold me.
Teach me.
Guide me in her silent presence.

My life is my home now.
And this — this is how I return to it.