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Sanna Hellberg

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Memories

27 September 2016

I will remember this summer by its tiniest moments,
the ones that held me close enough to notice I was there.

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My name is Sanna Hellberg. I'm a writer, literary translator and children’s book illustrator. On this blog, I share insights, reflections and conversations from my journey as a creative freelancer.

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  • I stop time a moment too late, swinging from its hands eleven minutes past another hour. So I begin again: A breath for every moment lost in unlived futures. A breath for every yesterday relived to shreds. A breath for every breath caught in a chest too tight. I begin again: Breathing it open for the cracks and creaks of a waking forest. For the sundrops tickling leaves until time trickles away. Breathing it open enough to hold this moment. Open enough to hold the world.
  • On New Year’s Day, I left Sweden with a one-way ticket to Edinburgh and a promise to slow down. Volunteering at a castle, then illustrating another children’s book, I followed one clue to the next on a four-month journey through fields and forests, along streams and coastlines, over bogs and waves, up hills and mountain paths, into concert halls and forgotten alleys. I met a jumble of characters; a storyteller, a poet, a path-maker, a rewilder. A woman who stopped me on a rainy street to read my mind. A tree that held me when the world moved too fast. While most moments were captured only by heart, I carried a notebook and a camera, uncovering fragments of a story along the way. I have put my blog on hold to write it. Until I return, I have posted the rest of this film and some photographs from my journey. You can find the link in my profile.
  • Day 31. Presence. Being here, wherever I am. #decemberreflections2016
  • Day 30. Thank you, forest, for holding me and teaching me so much. #decemberreflections2016
  • Day 29. I just wish for the world to be a little softer and lighter next year. #decemberreflections2016
  • Day 28. This afternoon. A single star. A silent surface to slow my undercurrents. #decemberreflections2016
  • Day 27. While I am slowly coming to terms with the body I used to hate so much I hurt it, I am still mad at my childhood dentists for never even bringing up the subject of braces. But here, in an article about my journey from social anxiety to creative freelancing, is my smile, crooked and unhidden. #decemberreflections2016
  • Day 26. Unravelling my 2017 tonight, longing to fill it with mornings like this one, when I slowed down just enough to catch a golden sky instead of rushing into the day. #decemberreflections2016

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