The morning I took this photo - I was pretty hungry.
We had arrived to this glorious lake, on a whim, at the last minute in the evening.
We kept driving and we arrived here.
Camping in the car mid-summer in Sweden, doesn't make the most pleasant of sleeps if you're underprepared as.. it doesn't get dark.
We didn't bring a lot of food to cook the night before, but I kept the apple for the morning.
I was so looking forward to eating the apple.
First I meditated, then I did some yoga and as I began to journal... an urge to purja arose within me.
I wanted to honour the lake, the mountains, the tree, the earth, the nature...
but I didn't know what to do or what to give.
My yoga mentor, Pashumati says to always carry sacred tobacco for offerings.
Of course, I didn't have any.
I could offer my body.
I could walk naked into the glacier lake.
But I had already planned on doing that... so it didn't quite feel like an offering.
I picked up the apple.
I walked to the lakeshore until my ankles were submerged in the freezing water.
I thanked the mountains, the snow, the ice, the water, all the shades of blue, all the shades of green. I thanked the trees - all the trees that I could see and all the trees I could not see. I thanked the wildlife I couldn't see, I thanked all the birds, all the plants. I thanked the earth, I thanked the sunshine, the sky, the cosmos and I thanked myself for being there and Sweden for being so good to me.
I sent blessings to my family and the ones I love.
And with that, I threw the apple into the lake.