Let Us Introduce To You – Mika The Angel! | #MikaTheAngel

As pointed out before – he did not want to be called a hero. In a taoistic manner – the true leader does not calls himself a leader. Same with heroism, me guess! When Bowie speaks about being heroes just for one day, I say that all living, everywhere, are heroes in their own right and way! We are all love! And love is the true hero! Yes? But ok – I hope he feels more comfortable with what we truly feels what he is. Our Angel! The Guardian Kind! So – with that said – Let us introduce: #MIKATHEANGEL…

Sunday Sushi – Thank You Hanna And Erik! | #MikaMemorial #Countdown #Friends

True friendship lasts forever. Hanna and I met some two decades ago. Thinking about her alot after life took its turns, and his Erik and their kid, and not having direct contact for some years now. Showing up very fast by phone beyond Mika left us for #TheOtherworld. Now. Giving us home delivery food on demand these hectic preparation days! Sushi. Could live on that on a lone island, with my dearest beloved Karin for the rest of my life, methinks … Hai! Thank you Hanna and Erik! Ok. Now dealing with Night Pain and MikaMissing … See you when…

Project Family? An Oxymoron? Maybe … | #MikaLove #MikaMissing #MikaReunion

Illustration … A pic saying more than a thousand words. Cleaning. Making order in chaos. Walking. First with Karin. Then alone. Picking up a bunch of books from Uni Library. Making food of prefab stuff, three sources, mixed. TV, with flashbacks from Danish Nursing History as key show – besides news and a cute docu of a Norwegian senior from far up north going to London. Chamomile tea with honey and milk. Taking care of cat litter. Getting them food and fresh water for their night. In bed. Blogging. About some key events through the day. Soto, Karin and me…

Mika Memorial And Bye Bye – Now On Facebook Event | #MikaTheHero #MikaMemorial #MikaByeBye

A tough day. Slowed down a bit, and emotional back-log hit us. I was screaming my lungs and soul out in the mattress where he used to sleep. Downloaded a bunch of Google Images and did some screenshots of Instagram on tag #MikaTheHero. 45 min’s of triggering. But I trigger even more on music … We had a nice and fruitful soul supporting talk with the priest today, as well. And last, but not least. Did manage to get together a Facebook Event as well. A mirroring of Karin’s event in Swedish. Repeating the plea for financial support – 0708…

Cerefie Byrge – The Singing Voice On The Ceremony | #MikaTheHero #MikaMemorial #Music

Program. Work in progress. We had a strong flow session where Cerefie was at our Casa for the first time. I’ve known her something like ten Earth Rounds Around The Sun. Earlier lives excluded … Full Cerefie Story unfolding. She’s now preparing the music together with a team she’s about to synch with. In the mean time. Check her indie acts Tonarvet (legacy), and her current act Televote! Norrköping Music with High Spirit! And Cerefie Byrge has the Power to Channel the Spirit of Mika. Me just feel it!

Mika’s Death Announced Today At St. Matthew’s Church, Norrköping, Today – And A Plea For Help | #MikaTheHero #MikaMemorial #MikaByeBye

We went to the church today, for the services. For the record – my religious ‘belief’ has been stated at that blue-white empire beginning with an F (“the Book of Faces” …?) since I joined: IN EMERGENCE. No essays about that, here and now. To the point – The priest nailed it in the sermon today, what could be a description of our lives right now. To thrive in chaos, and to just go on. Crash, and to get back. Now, beyond the greatest loss and pain ever felt, we are also economically totally on the edge. With the ceremony…

Sofa Project – Before And After | #MikaSpirit #Everydayness #DODODO

Working our asses off today. In order not to be totally devoured by the #MikaMissing, we decided to go full on and clean a cornerstone of our temple – the sofa corner! Haven’t been done in years thoroughly. Shitloads of #MikaMemories. What to keep? What to throw away? Now, week three of grief has begun. Keeping strong. Doing heavy lifting. Literally. And cleaning out our love corner for a renewed flow of ‘what to come’. His presence – as always! – felt … Full on! Universe is bigger than we can think! But here is our spot for R&R, for…

To do’s to keep you going | #MikaTheHero #GriefWeek2 #KEEPKEEPKEEP

Night time here. After a day with stuff happening, the darkness and emptiness is like mental terror. Coping, coping, coping! Phonecalls. The child psychologist. Memorial Service and Funeral related stuff. Library to turn back his last loan and tell what happened to two of the key personell there at the desk. A state of shock, transferred every time. One other at our local grocery store talking about it. THE THING THAT SHOULD NOT HAPPEN! We went to the Worker’s Museum, meeting a close friend who will take a central part of the musical part of the ceremony who were with…

Mika! Come To Mamma Karin’s Dream Tonight! She Will Be So Happy To Meet And See You! | #MikaTheHero #Channeling #Wishing

“Tough night. It’s so empty on life. Of fuss. Of sounds. The emptiness is so numbing.” “Such a great missing.” Come and comfort mummy with your caring, love and full light being! — Now I will meditate on this. We are home. But a home without Mika is like s scattered puzzle, who used to be the 100 complete, now 98 pieces missing. Help us find these, one by one, and find ways to feel his presence more and more. Every moment ahead! MIKA – WE LOVE YOU 4EVAH.

Living the grief – and finding the healing | #MikaTheHero #RIP

Let the forest be our healer. In Grännäs, Valdemarsvik, at my mother-in-law Hedwig. Co-grief. Just took a forest therapy walk, and an evening tea after that. Now in bed. We will be here until Wednesday. Photos from back and front view from the house, “Hedwigsborg” – Castle of Hedwig. Sleep, holy sleep, come! And let Mika come through in my dreams tonight to hear him say he is ok! We survived – barely – the first night without Mika. Sleep came to us against all odds, in rounds of three. Mantras help! Yesterday every single breath was a victory against…