A while back I spent years as a hitch-hiking street musician. Right before moving back to Sweden I was in this two-sided void, hanging in the air in between two completely different worlds. 

There are three songs I've written that represent that time. One of the song has been sitting with me for almost 10 years, and just keeps coming back in different shapes. 

They are reflections of moving on from my life as that seed following the wind wherever it would take me. Today I am a mother, wife and vegetable farmer.  Doesn't get more rooted than that. What happened? 

The songs tell this story. And now it’s time to set them free, release them and move on to all the new stories being written.