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Something that makes me go Huh…

Something that makes me go Huh…

May 6, 2020
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Why can’t I find it easily on your website? It’s not in your About-page, so I am not sure what tankespjärn is, and what it actually means?

The answer is easy: I haven’t gotten around to all of that. Yet. It is in the works and will be there. In a month? Two? Something like that. Definitely not longer, I definitely want to put tankespjärn front and center for anyone who comes looking.

As it is, you might google it and come across my small blurbs on it (#tankespjärn, for those who wish to discover. More. Other. New. Join!), or one of several blog posts where I’ve gotten into the concept in various ways. But as of right now, the one place where a definition of sorts is easily accessible is on the Patreon page where there’s a short video of me describing the concept if you scroll down to the About-section.

But in short:
Tankespjärn is an invitation to thinking and experiencing more, other, new, having you do a mental tumble, coming upon doors that open onto new vistas and universes. The invitation is to step through these doors, but, like with any invitation, you are free to say Yes or No.

My two blog posts on Help (Not wanting to ask for help, and The generous thing is asking for help) are examples of what might be tankespjärn for you, but then again, it might not, as each tankespjärn is an invitation, and not necessarily something for everyone. It might give rise to something to contemplate, to ask yourself questions you’ve never thought to ask, or perhaps take action where you normally don’t (or vice versa!). Or not. This might not speak to you at all, and if so, there’s probably something else that is the type of tankespjärn you need or look for at the moment. 

Something that makes me go Huh… and then I am free to take the invitation and go deeper, or shut the opened door, saying, Nah, not interested. That is what tankespjärn is, for me.


#tankespjärn, for those who wish to discover. More. Other. New.
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Approaching the event horizon from the unknown

February 25, 2020
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There’s that blank stare… from me. Looking out. At nothing. Past everything, into the void beyond, the unknown, into the depths of that which contains multitudes…. but it’s as if I simply cannot see. As if I am blind. As if I am unhooked, uncoupled, unconnected. A single entity floating around in space, all alone, with nothing to latch onto.

What to write about?

Writer’s block doesn’t exist.

Nah.
True.

And yet… sometimes I have to prompt myself with precisely what I do now. Not knowing what to write, having no clear sense of purpose, no ideas popping, eagerly awaiting being put down on paper… so I just start typing. Seeing what comes out.

Sometimes utter rubbish.
Sometimes surprising myself, with content or form.
Sometimes publishing it.
Sometimes not.

But many times, just the simple fact of putting pen to paper (finger to keyboard. I have to come up with a more poetic and beautiful analogy to the pen to paper-one, can you help?) eases me out of that void, into the world of the living, pulling me back from the depths of despair (slight exaggeration, but it’s a lovely alliteration!) and having me stumble onto the event horizon, from the other way, as it were. Normally I come onto it from the known, slowly, gently, softly, inch by inch getting closer to it. Not so now. Now, it’s more as if I am hurled around in space, and there it is, the event horizon, the semblance of things I do no visible beyond the edge, I’d better grab a hold of it. Tossing out my arm, making contact with the event horizon, getting my breath beaten out of me from the impact.

There.
Breathing. Gently. In. Out. In. Out.

Coming from that place, the unknown, the void within (without?), the event horizon has a surprisingly solid feel to it, in contrast to when I ease onto it from the known.

Shifting perspectives (and this is what #tankespjärn is for me) provides that opportunity.
Opening up for an exploration of new vistas, new experiences, new possibilities.

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