Rainy Reflections

Hey loves,

As I sit by the window, the rain gently taps against the glass, creating a soothing melody that echoes the rhythm of my thoughts. It's moments like these when I feel a sense of calm wash over me, yet underneath it all, there's a constant tug of restlessness that seems to linger. The rain outside mirrors the turmoil within – a juxtaposition of tranquility and unease. It's like a metaphor for life, isn't it? Sometimes, even when everything seems serene on the surface, there's this underlying feeling of never truly being at ease.

I often find myself caught in a whirlwind of emotions, forever striving for perfection, yet never quite feeling clean or whole. It's as if I'm constantly chasing an unattainable ideal, trying to fix things not just for myself but for those I love – my family, my friends, everyone pretty much. And yes, I have been burned from feeling this way...

Because there's this incessant need to be nicer, to be better, as if kindness is something I owe to everyone around me. But sometimes, I forget that it's okay not to have it all together, to allow myself the space to simply be. I haven't been active at all here, and I should have been more. But it's hard to write these days. There is too much that I cannot bring myself to write. But maybe I'll get there.

Love always,

Lenna 🌧💕

Melodies and emotion

Hey, y'all!

So, let's talk about something that's been on my mind a lot lately: songwriting. You see, ever since I was a little girl, I've had this insatiable passion for putting my thoughts and feelings into words and melodies. It's like this magical way of expressing myself that makes everything make sense. And trust me, being a teenager? It's a rollercoaster of emotions. But you know what? That's where the best songs come from.

Picture this: Me sitting with my long naturally blonde hair around me, and a guitar in my lap. A notebook is in front of me, and Taylor Swift is playing in the background. Every song I write is like a piece of me poured out onto the page. Whether it's the butterflies of a crush, the heartache of a broken friendship, difficulties that I would rather try to block out or the thrill of small things in life, each lyric is a snapshot me.

Now, let's talk about the process. For me, it usually starts with a feeling—a rush of emotion that I just have to get out. Maybe it's something I've experienced firsthand, or perhaps it's inspired by a story I've heard or a movie I've watched. Then comes the fun part: putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) and letting the words flow. I've always been a firm believer in writing what you know. That's why so many of my songs are inspired by real-life events and people. Sure, I might change a name here or there to protect the innocent (or not-so-innocent), but the heart of the story remains the same.

And let's not forget about the music itself. As much as I love writing lyrics, there's something truly magical about finding the perfect melody to accompany them. Sometimes it comes to me in a dream, and other times it's just a matter of trial and error until it feels right. But when it clicks? That's when the magic happens.

So, to all my fellow teenage songwriters out there, I have one piece of advice: keep writing. Write about love, write about heartbreak, write about everything in between. Because at the end of the day, your voice matters, and your stories deserve to be heard. And who knows? Maybe someday, you'll look back on those teenage years and realize that they were the inspiration for some of your greatest songs yet.

Until next time,

Lenna

Blooming March

Hey there! Can you believe it? March has just tiptoed into our lives, bringing with it a kaleidoscope of colors and scents outside my window. It's as if the world outside has decided to put on its finest floral attire just for us to behold. Well, at least here. So far in the north of Europe, March's arrival is like a little party, I think.

As I sit by my window, sipping on a cup of coffee, I'm greeted by a scene straight out of a Monet painting. The streets, once drab and mundane, are now bursting with life, adorned with delicate petals of pink, lavender, and daffodil yellow. There's something incredibly enchanting about witnessing nature's awakening right from the comfort of my own room. In the middle of the climate crisis (for which I have been an activist, but eventually now I feel helpless when it comes to), asphalt and houses in my streets are flourishing more and more. It is 8 even degrees Celsius!

As I take a moment to soak it all in, I can't help but feel a sense of gratitude wash over me. In a world that often feels chaotic and overwhelming, these simple moments of serenity remind me to slow down, to breathe, and to appreciate the magic that surrounds us. And so, whether it's the sight of a vibrant tulip or the sweet fragrance of a freshly blossomed rose, let's take a moment to pause and marvel at the wonders of nature. Yes, even in the big city like me.

After all, as the great poet Ralph Waldo Emerson once said, "The earth laughs in flowers." And oh, how sweet it is to hear her laughter from kids that I have been afraid sits in online echoing through the streets outside my window. Maybe there is a bit of hope?

Until next time, love, Lenna