Resistance

When I move through nature, I see the landscape as a panorama. The magnificent natural landscape with its characteristic blue tones and the crystal-clear snow of winter are constantly present in my mind. Wandering freely in this landscape awakens memories and reflection.

I walk along the well-trodden paths of my ancestors and ski along the migration routes that they too followed. The reindeer's constant wanderings between the mountains make me reflect on the infinite, and the wind's lullaby carries my thoughts to how we should manage what the Creator has entrusted to us as a loan.

We shall take care of the nature we have borrowed during our time on Earth, and we shall listen to the ”beings beneath the earth” who wish to convey wisdom and guide us in how we should live our lives.

I carry the images and the wind's yodel in my heart, and then I make the first stitch in the fabric. Stitch by stitch the story grows.