Elsy Westin

A different kind of walk. Yesterday I walked into a second-hand store and started picking clothes. I was putting them in my basket and each one seemed to say something. I can’t fully explain it, but every piece created a small story. Unfortunately, I…

I was at home with too much energy asking for movement. I could not find anyone to go out with, so I decided to go alone to Angered Arena, an enormous building with all kinds of activities. I had a certain reservation, a tightness in my chest, some d…

Recently something very simple became clear to me. The mind is movement. Nothing solid, nothing permanent, nothing that needs to be controlled. Just movement. Thoughts move, images move, sensations move, attention moves. Everything appears, changes sh…

We often lose sight of what life truly means. We get lost in details, we desire and search for understanding and clarity, when life, in the simplest possible way, means to be. Life has no meaning. Only the mind tries to give it meaning. Life is moveme…

If we let life write itself, how would we read it? We would sit gently on a bench and watch all the scenes we have passed through in this lifetime. We would remember the sound of the living forest in the scent of spring. We would remember …

On the path of awakening, I’ve noticed there’s no straight line. There are waves, falls, revelations, retreats, moments of ecstasy, and heavy silences. But there are key moments — questions that break something in you… or rather, in your mind. Some of…

How Buddhist Psychology Changed My Perspective on Life Reading about Buddhist psychology has given me a new way of understanding my thoughts, emotions, and challenges. One of the most valuable lessons I’ve learned is that suffering doesn’t come from …