{"id":1010,"date":"2023-02-07T09:38:15","date_gmt":"2023-02-07T09:38:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/trine.holmvard.dk\/?p=1010"},"modified":"2023-07-23T14:33:51","modified_gmt":"2023-07-23T14:33:51","slug":"i-am-in-the-earthquake-you-heard-about-yesterday","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/trine.holmvard.dk\/?p=1010","title":{"rendered":"\u201cI am in the earthquake you heard about yesterday\u201c"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
Scroll ned for dansk overs\u00e6ttelse.<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
Today I suddenly remembered a poem that once came to me with a dead person as the narrator. I guess it\u2019s pretty clear why it reappeared in my mind today when you think of the earthquakes yesterday.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It is heartbreaking to think of and so I guess my mind reminded me of this poem to bring me some kind of perspective. To remember that we are all a part of everything and that every end is a new beginning. Even though it can be hard to grasp at times.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am still here

It\u2019s okay that you feel like I am gone
And that you want me to come back home
But I\u2019m not as far away as you think
I am in everything around you – a part of everything

I am a part of the air you breathe
The nutritions that enter your body when you eat
I\u2019m in the cold weather, carried by the wind
In the tear that drops from your eye to your chin

I am in the warmth of the sunbeams
The feeling in your gut when somebody leaves
In the smile of a stranger
And in the sign of danger

In the bad word you said to your friend
And the love you felt when you made up again
I am a part of the earthquake you heard about yesterday
And all the lives than suddenly went away

I am in your sickness and your health
In the little stone you picked up and the shell
In the smell you find so disgusting
And the assignment you keep adjusting

Even though it seems the world will end
Every end is a new beginning<\/p>– Trine Holmvard<\/cite><\/blockquote><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJeg er i jordsk\u00e6lvet du h\u00f8rte om ig\u00e5r\u201d<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
I dag huskede jeg pludselig et digt, der engang kom til mig med en d\u00f8d person som fort\u00e6ller. Jeg t\u00e6nker, at det er ret tydeligt, hvorfor det lige dukkede op igen i mit sind i dag, n\u00e5r man t\u00e6nker p\u00e5 jordsk\u00e6lvene i g\u00e5r.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Det er hjertesk\u00e6rende at t\u00e6nke p\u00e5, s\u00e5 jeg tror, at mit sind mindede mig om dette digt for at bringe mig en form for perspektiv. For at huske, at vi alle er en del af alt, og at hver ende er en ny begyndelse. Ogs\u00e5 selvom det til tider kan v\u00e6re sv\u00e6rt at forst\u00e5.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jeg er her stadig

Det er okay, at du f\u00f8ler, jeg er v\u00e6k, 
Og at du vil have, at jeg kommer hjem igen.
Men jeg er ikke s\u00e5 langt v\u00e6k, som du tror; Jeg er i alt omkring dig – en del af alting. 

Jeg er en del af den luft, du ind\u00e5nder. N\u00e6ringsstofferne, du optager, n\u00e5r du spiser.
Jeg er i det kolde vejr, b\u00e5ret af vinden.
I t\u00e5ren, der falder fra dit \u00f8je til din hage.

Jeg er i varmen fra solstr\u00e5lerne.
F\u00f8lelsen i din mave, n\u00e5r nogen g\u00e5r. 
I smilet fra en fremmed,
Og i tegnet p\u00e5 fare.

I det onde ord, du sagde til din ven,
Og den k\u00e6rlighed, du f\u00f8lte, da I blev gode venner igen. 
Jeg er i det jordsk\u00e6lv du h\u00f8rte om ig\u00e5r,
Og i alle de liv der pludselig forsvandt.

Jeg er i din sygdom og dit helbred.
I den lille sten du samlede op og skallen.
I lugten du synes er s\u00e5 ul\u00e6kker,
Og opgaven du bliver ved med at justere.

Selv om det ser ud til at verden vil ende, er hver ende en ny begyndelse.<\/p>– Trine Holmvard<\/cite><\/blockquote><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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