Imagine a place somewhere between the woods and the sea, where there is enough space for the Wilderness and the Wildflowers, where there is room to feel the sun on your skin, the wind tousling your hair, the earth, the sun, and the rain embracing and inspiring you. A place where there’s enough space to wander, to pause, to reflect, and to wonder…
Maybe I just want to light a fire and see what rises from the ashes, what remains…
I want to go outside… I want to go outside for long walks, alone or with my love. To pause whenever I feel like it, take beautiful photos, drink tea, and eat a sandwich while sitting on a tree trunk, gazing at a lake and the ever-changing clouds.
I want the sun on my face and the wind in my hair. I want to take in the landscape, become part of it, see both the vast and the tiny details. I want to smell the trees and the earth. I want to set out and explore the forests, the wide paths and the almost invisible ones.
I want to carry a backpack with only the essentials. Not too heavy—just right. I want to sit around campfires, have deep conversations, listen to stories, and slowly drift off to sleep.
I want to feel connected—connected to myself, but also to others who seek and long for the same things. But it also scares me, because maybe it creates expectations…
I want to be more in my body and less in my head, feel less stress, and not so often feel overwhelmed. I don’t want to keep feeling like I don’t know where to begin or end.
I want to be reminded of magic and have the space to let magic unfold.
I want the Wildflower and Dreamer in me to take the wheel while Miss Perfect and Mrs. Overachiever sit comfortably in the backseat, enjoying the view, maybe even falling asleep and forgetting about their to-do lists.
I want to skip, dance, sing, walk on fallen tree trunks, and toss leaves into the air.
I want to stroll at my own pace, pause, marvel, and turn everything I see, feel, and smell into beautiful sentences. I want to daydream and go on magical journeys of discovery.
I want to feel free, leave all my obligations behind, and just wander.
No phone, no emails, no work, no worries. No longer trying to meet the expectations I’ve imposed on myself.
Do I still want my website?
Do I still want my newsletters?
Do I still want Instagram?
Do I still want my book?
P.S. These desires were sparked during a two-day hiking retreat with
and four other wonderful women. Highly recommended!Losing track of time and direction—and coming home to myself.
Another P.s. Perhaps this is a nice invitation for you to write about what you long for. For example, start writing from ‘I long for....’ or ‘I would love....’. So let me know, what do you long for?
This is really beautiful. I love the language you’ve used.
Such a beautiful text, Hilda! I love the images you created. 🩷 So much resonated with me, so much of what you are longing for matches my own longings. I think, "I want to be more in my body, less in my head" sums it up perfectly. Thank you for sharing! ✨️