Once in a while I just need a change to find new inspiration. Just like I did when I went to London. It was rather warm in Stockholm when I returned. Today it has been snowing again. Good for my writing since I lit candles and stay at home. No jogging yet since I consider it to be too cold.

I got inspired in London. I could have stayed longer at the British Museum. So much to see. I saw something that caught my attention. Some kind of a citation as you can see above. A very beautiful sentence, I thought. Later, I found out that a famous British poet has this sentence in his “An Essay on Man”. Always challenging to interpret writing, but for me this is a reflection of humanity in words. The universe is explained in words instead of defining the universe by physics and biology. Words instead of molecules. Perhaps difficult to write the essay in Swedish since the English language is so diverse compared to Swedish.

Anyway, I have gathered new energy and I keep this beautiful sentence in my mind.

It was really cold when I left Sweden. However, there is hope. My sunglasses were left at home, and I did bring my umbrella. I should start looking brighter on life. Why didn´t I bring my sunglasses?

I am not interested in crime writing even though I love movies such as James Bond. I went to a café in Bloomsbury to gather some energy after arrival. Found a nice coffee table surrounded by bookshelves. A scary-looking man was having a cup of coffee. I turned around and found a table by the window instead. As you see above, I had a photo shot and a Cortado coffee. A few minutes later, the man approached me, and asked “Are you, Jane?”. No, I said. “Sorry for bothering you,” he said. In this time of the Ukraine–Russia war, I felt uncomfortable. A few minutes later, I quickly went to the British Museum.

I had a lovely asparagus-spring salad lunch at the museum, and I bought a new notebook. Pages waiting to be filled with writing. I have had time to reflect on my previous work. Love and war. Where everything is allowed.

I strongly believe that some diseases, such as breast cancer or Alzheimer´s disease, have a genetic common denominator. You are born with a genetic sensitivity, and a disease may develop if environmental circumstances combine with genetic sensitivity. Environmental interplay with genetics: nature communications. State and/or trate? My mum suffered from Alzheimer´s disease, and it felt good to have a selfie next to the Egyptian Mummies at the British Museum.

Stay safe 🐾

I needed to return to where my writing started. A friend of mine moved to the UK in 2004. I visited her several times and I liked to stay in the UK. To find new inspiration, I went to the British Museum on Russell Street today. When I have traveled to various countries and been on guided tours, I have often heard that you can find out more at the British Museum in the UK.

There was a lot to see. I felt happy that I didn´t need to start from the beginning since I know quite a lot of history. Ancient Greece and Egypt for example. Or life after Napoleon.

A lot has happened during 2000 years. A few generations later.

We lost an hour today and it felt like traveling from the USA to Europe. I hope summer- and wintertime will unite to a European Greenwich time (GMT+1). I celebrated summer by making waffles with cream and blueberries. I always have some berries in my freezer, and today I was out of strawberries and raspberries. My blueberry waffles were perfect, almost like starting the day with a bacon & cheese omelet. I mean, it was not a healthy breakfast, but once in a while, it is a nice way of starting a Sunday.

Currently, I am reading a lot about cardiac health. My heart is my focus of interest. I love to measure my pulse and see how exercise affects my heart. I know what to eat to have a healthy heart. This weekend was an exception. Usually, I have grains with blueberries or raspberries. The heart is such a global symbol of peace and love.

I will soon go to the United Kingdom where my last book began. A smooth transition to my third book.