Coffee to no.

Let's talk about the climate.

Let's talk about the name climate change, and never use that word again.

Why not?  Because a change, is a natural thing. We change the place we live, we can change our job, our attitude, all kind of things that we can change, and that we can live on with.
The crisis in the climate is different.  That 'change'  is not a choice.  It is happening and we can not change the change.  It is a crisis, because we all can see what is happening, and it shows now rapidly, everywhere.  What we all neglected, in the past, now is reality for us.  It is a crisis, more then a change.

Crises seem to be a red ribbon in my present, and the climate is not different.  I should love to change things, but maybe, for some changes, it is too late...

Wrong Hans!  It is not too late!  It only is too late if you give up, ignore, and let it happen.
A change can be made now, and it is wonderful to see so many people participating. More and more people help, in their way, think and take some action.

As you know, I love photography. 
As you might know, I like to add my minion to some photos.
As you know, when you know me long enough, I am always willing to voice against things that happen, of what I think that they are no good.
So, why not combining those all.
As you all know, or SHOULD know, I love coffee.

From now on, I will act, peacefully, at Coffee to go.
Personally I will not take any Coffee takeaway anymore, if I can not have it in my own mug. Yes, I need to carry it with me, and I have to clean it, clean my hands and so more.   So what?  Nothing wrong with that, and cleaning up is a thing where it is all about, right?

I just want to drop this idea here.  Just as an example from that it is not always big, what we need to change. We must just act. 

Here are the photos about Coffee to no, from my sunday morning walk.  I made (of course) more photos, but these are the coffee mugs, that I gathered and put into a waste bin.
You will see them more, in the future. And my target is reached, when I can not find any one at all anymore.

Let's make this world better, let's just start, and not wait until others do.

So, now I deserved my coffee, I think. 
Coffee to no.  Because we are worth it!

Mothers' day

Today it is Mothers Day

Not in England, not in the UK at all. Brexit is nothing new :) :)

But, in a lot of countries, it is mothers'  day. We could all see it in the shops, the past weeks, the prices of perfumes, chocolate and flowers went up, and all the sudden Mother seemed to be the most important word of business.

We all have a mother, also we all are able to rely on this. When our mother is gone (likemine), it is a day on what we can look back, and think for a moment, at what she meant for us.
When our mother is there, we can celebrate it. We can give gifts, and we can visit our mom.
And I personally think, that the best thing that people can give their mom, at Mothers' day, is to make sure, that she will not be forgotten. That gift lasts longer then a bunch of flowers, or a weekend in a wellness oasis (what the......, I should be angry with such gift, I  think I am good enough 'the way I am'  :) LOL) 

And then, I read at facebook. 
Mothers who feel not like being mothers, because their children hurt her. Sometimes I hate Facebook, for giving us the possibility to share our sadnes.  Is it helpful to get a thumb up when you are feeling low and out?
 Mothers with big cakes. Next week we see the photos of mom in the gym., the gift from the other child..
Mothers with (grand)children.  Ah yes, lovely.  Happy faces!  I love happy faces!
Every day of the year.  And I love my mother. Even when no one in my family believes me.  Oh oh.... Now I do the same.... Telling my blog my private sorrows..  Or not? 
I did my good deed, for my mother today.  Making a step into the direction, that she always loved to see me in. It is up to me. I have the chance to make things better.   I can not tell her anymore about it, but I think she will see it. And, if I am lucky, she sends me a sign, like she always does, when it is good. 

I look to it, until I find it.  And it not necessarily needs to be mothers' day, to find it.  And, I not only love my mother, today, and every other day of my life.  Just saying :)

Letting go

There is that song that goes .. the hardest part of love, is letting go.

Who has children, can rely on that.
Who has lost a lovely person, as well

But, it is as well the only way we can go.  Letting go, is what to do, when you really want the other to be free.
And, most important, if you, yourself, need a freedom, what you can not gain with the other.

I think that is the magic word in this.. Freedom.
What is a relation, or a friendship, worth, when it all depends on the wishes and desires of one?
What is a friendship worth, if the other is so busy with his own doings, that (s)he barely takes time for you? What when you ask for a word, and there is never time for it, when YOU need it, but it has to be at the time that the other has nothing (better) to do?

People can call me friend, and I love it, but it is not always friendship, what the other means.
We learn it the hard way.  I have not many friends, but the friends that I do have, are loyal, and always there when I need them.  They let me free, I let them 'go', and we know that we will always be able to find each other again. When it is needed, an open  ear or eye is there. And then is distance not an excuse. Either is 'I have no time'.
If you really want to be there for the other, lend him/her an ear.  Listen to what (s)he has to say.  Just listen.. you need not to solve the problems from others.

Sometimes friendships change. And then, all the sudden, it is a one way love.  You will get hurt from it, until the moment that you realize, that you are acting all the way to please, or get attention from, the other. You change your schedule. You answer the phone when (s)he calls, and when you calls, there is no time.
Let it go.
If you love yourself, then don't let yourself being hurted by the other.
You are too much worth, to dance the rythm of someone else, who is dancing at his/her own music.

Kick the ball in the goal of the other, instead of waiting for the shot at yours.

Break free..  Let go.  It is the hardest way, but it is very much worth it!