Thousands of airmiles, hundreds of hours on teleconference, as many hours sitting on my behind in a chair, a handful of airport lounges, and a nonstop game of chess which is how it feels to launch a new cancer medicine in 5 Nordic countries almost at the same time. Replay of last fall’s craziness times ten. And then last Thursday night, just before my last official day in this job, a little black swan swam in, said hello with a wink, and turned everything upside down – in a good way. I am now convinced that not all black swans are bad. Some come with white wings.

How downcast and yet liberating it will be to wrap up and move on towards a completely new kind of challenge. And to be able to finally have the time to step out and feel the summer on my skin. And to open the two travel guides that have been patiently waiting for their turn. Somehow the tulips managed to bloom and wither and the birch leaves break out and the swallows arrive without me noticing at all.

Time to take a mindful moment to recall what mindfulness was all about, and to carefully observe the wonderful appearance and scent of a patch of flowering lily-of-the-valley.

(All over the place; May 2015)