The autumn equinox arrives with a checklist. Naturally, I have supporting documentation. Beauty, fierceness, care, reckoning: a little personal accounting as the season turns. Loving balance and possessing it are, apparently, separate boxes. And the woman who thinks so much about what makes a life worth living would quite like to live some of it, thank you.
Micke Larsson welcomes discussion. Fredrika Fellman would like an answer. His latest interview and his summer talk raise a question about ambition, power and social sustainability: what changes when a leader’s account of himself meets somebody else’s experience? It is possible to leave Wimbledon without leaving the VIP section. Everyone can speak. But power must answer for what it does.
Åland’s government has offered its explanation. Its own emails leave rather more to explain. Here are the demands, the evidence supplied in response, and the question still waiting on the Lantråds desk: who takes responsibility?
Apples, onions, children, and a bucket of dahlias. My worries came home with us, too. As I approach forty-six, a harvest afternoon and the words of Gwendolyn Brooks bring me back to the question of flourishing: what we gather, what we give one another, and what keeps opening in an imperfect world.
We call trust, meaning and belonging soft while living inside their consequences. On Åland and beyond, dismissing unfamiliar ideas as “flummiga” can close the door on the learning we need. A reflection on storytelling, accountability and the courage to act before the future comes with guarantees.
