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The courage of kindness.

We are all individuals travelling our personal journeys, consciously or not. Either we are lost in the dark or travel with intention. Both on a mental and emotional plane, effected by a physical world. Coloured by our surroundings, other individuals journeys and the world as a collective whole. The people we surround ourselves with effects us more than we might be aware of. The individuals we meet throughout our life, no matter the circumstances or the timespan, leaves memories and scars. They might even change our course of direction without us realising.

We move in an inner and outer world of chaos and order. Mostly chaos some might say. We need chaos. Without it, there is no order. Without chaos we don’t evolve. We can draw this train of though even further. We can insert the terms good and evil. With this I’m not trying to take us down the path of the hero and the villain, but the path of understanding that our perception of ourselves and the world can be experienced as a good and a bad. We experience joy and suffering, and we need both to know the other. With that said, and I do have point to this, we don’t need to make others suffering a worse experience in an already chaotic circumstance. We don’t need to be cruel, evasive or indifferent towards the people we meet in our paths. I think we sometimes have our heads so caught up with our own circumstances and our own journey that we forget that the individuals we meet carry the same emotional and experiential system as us. Most people have some association to the term Butterfly effect – in the sense of the movie or the actual term itself. I believe we all carry the butterfly effect with us every single day and just to clarify:

In chaos theory, the butterfly effect is the sensitive dependence on initial conditions in which a small change in one state of a deterministic no linear system can result in large differences in a later state.

And this would be the right place to insert:

If you can be anything in this world, be kind.

In which I do believe by the way, but there is more to it than just flat out kindness. It’s about awareness. Are you aware that your words and actions can change someone else’s course? That your flakiness, evasiveness and fear might create a whole new dimension of chaos in someone else’s journey? – or kind and genuine words for that matter. That our selfishness and fear of hurting cause even more pain on the other side of the coin? Why can’t we, as a collective and as individuals, be more aware of each other? Be more genuine and honest, both with ourselves and with others. Think about how we effect others just as much as they effect us? Tune up that empathy and really consider what it would be like to walk in the other persons shoes? Stop being so damn judgemental all the time? Ok, I am painting this with grim colours, but the thing is that most people don’t realise that what they do, or even what they don’t do, can cause a great change in someone’s life. It’s not about stripping away chaos, because being aware and doing the genuinely right thing might not be as pleasant as just avoiding it all. But the avoiding adds mass to the already grim chaos. And wouldn’t it be nice if we all, just even one percent, had a slight approval in our meetings with the outside world?

The reason I’m hesitant about just throwing out quotes about kindness here and there as an effort enough, is that I’m not really sure if we’re all on the same page when it comes to defining what kindness really means. I often see the invisible parallells drawn between kindness and people pleasing – and kindness has nothing to do with pleasing others. Being kind is not about boundlessness. Kindness is about coming from a place of love. Love for yourself and/or for others – and from a place of awareness and understanding that your actions, as small as a butterfly’s wing stroke, can create a storm elsewhere. As I read this back I see that we would benefit from a definition of love as well, but that might take a series of posts to get through, so I think I will leave it at that and move on to my point:

If we could give to others what we wish for ourselves, we might just make every individuals journey a more pleasant voyage. Or just what Jesus said:

Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.

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Personal, Travel

Your heart beats in my chest.

I’m quite hungover today, I will admit, because I went out dancing with one of my girlfriends last night – but despite that (headache stripped out) this day started out so lovely!

During my last trip to LA I met my soulmate. Or a kindred spirit if you will. My twin soul. She is one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met walking this earth and we had an instant connection. In her words put so beautifully:

your heart beats in my chest

I’ve thought about her a lot lately and today we finally, despite the time difference, had the joy of spending one and a half hour on the phone together. God I miss her. She has the gift of filling my soul with unconditional love and appreciation in an instant. I cannot describe how it works, but I think if you’ve ever experienced a kindred spirit you can relate. I mean, you just know – you know?

I’ve had a lot going on on my mental plane lately and it is curious how all of that just makes sense, how the priority shifts and how it’s all just ok – unimportant even – the minute this connection is nurtured. I mean, this girl is seriously smart, reflected and caring as well, she’s a fucking unicorn. But the best thing is that she’s my unicorn and even if it is hours ago this phone conversation took place I’m so at peace right now.

I really just wanted to share my gratitude with you today and I am curious if any of you out there ever have had the pleasure of your kindred spirit? I wish everyone could have this experience, because it’s so fulfilling and beautiful.

Anyway I’m attaching my countdown until I meet my lovely lady again and wish you a happy Wednesday.

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Norwegian culture

Animals of the seasons.

Darkness is falling upon us. I hear the wind sing its agony while ripping the shades of reds from the trees. Death has arrived and it’s taking its time while transforming nature into a higher state of beauty before seizing it away from us.

It’s my favourite time of year. The colours. The freshness of the air. The end of a cycle and the start of a new. It’s Fall.

A true Norwegian at heart, fall is the definition of “koselig”. We are tired. Tired of summer. Tired of spending all time and energy outside. The pressure of being high energy levelled all the time. Of the heat. The long summer evenings. We are ready for the howling of the wind, the rain raging upwards from the pavement, the warmth of candles, blankets and loved ones within the four walls of our homes. For our wool sweaters and grandmas home knitted socks. For crime shows on the telly. It’s time to retreat from the extroverted to the introverted.

Norwegians are like the seasons themselves. We follow the cycles. As much as we don’t like to admit it, or realise even, we long for the constant change.

We are animals of the season.

Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.

Personal

The twinkle in our eyes.

The world is full of magic things, waiting for our senses to grow sharper.

..But somewhere along the way they weakened. When did we stop viewing the world with amazement and stars in our eyes?

I’ve spent a good amount of time with my nephew lately. He is very new to this world and everything is a beautiful mystery to him. I see the twinkle in his eyes when he discovers a new sound or something as simple and common as a leaf on the pavement. He gets so excited and explodes from the joy of sharing it. It makes me wonder… when do we forget the magic of the world? When is it that we are to busy and occupied to see the beauty right in front of us? The joy of simple enjoyment and to get excited about life for the purpose of life itself?

Now, this is a generalisation of course, I know there to be creative, joyful souls out there who brings delight to us through their stories, music and art every single day. It’s when I look at people from my window seat at a cafe, the bus ride to work or simply at instagram that I loose faith. Can we even be more alike? It’s the importance of being busy, accurate, socially correct, materialistically successful, feigned and like everyone else that makes me feel and live the contrast to the genuinely happy spirit of my nephew.

It makes me sad that we somewhere a long the way loose our childlike spirit and get groomed into depressing adults chasing trophies for others to admire – like we really care. What’s the importance? And why do we care so much about other people’s admiration?

It’s not to be admired that gives true happiness. It is to admire the greater and the most simple things in this world and in life.

I for one am gonna let my nephews enthusiasm rub off on me as long as I can.

I’ll start by enjoying these covers against my skin and stretch out in bed – just because I can!

Truly enjoy your Saturday ❤

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Personal

Horsing around

The day finally came: I got back on the horse! Horses was my favourite activity as a child and I took it very seriously. It’s ridiculous that I’ve waited twenty years to get back into it.

Martine and I contacted a Horse Center close to us and was given the opportunity to come by for a ride – and make it more permanent, which we will. But my god I am rusty! I need to read up, practice and get back into the whole deal, because there’s a lot of things to think about while handling a horse. I was very happy that I was given such a beautiful gelding, I could not have asked for a better horse. His name is Neptun and he put his head on my chest during our grooming session, which was such a beautiful moment. He is a Polski Konik and a very kind man – even if he takes every opportunity to ravish every bush in his way.

It took a while for me to get into the rhythm of Neptun and get comfortable, but now all I can think about is our next ride. I’m completely in love with riding all over again and just the smell of the stables brought back a flash of memories. I’m so glad that I have Martine to share this with and that we both enjoyed ourselves so much!

I’m definitely back to my childhood wish of getting a horse now and have decided that I will – when I’ve decided where I want to settle down in the future. Horses are such beautiful animals with the most amazing souls. Just being around them makes me immensely happy and calm.

I guess we can round this up to mission successful. One step closer to a long lost passion.

I hope you have an amazing Friday as well and all the best wishes for your weekend. Thank you for stopping by.

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Norwegian culture, Travel

Storbo Adventure Camp

This weekend I got invited by my good friend Martine to join her and a group of friends at Storbo Adventure Camp for this years pike fishing competition. With all intentions to fish we packed the car full of stuff and left Friday morning. We didn’t need half the stuff and we never got around to the fishing, but I assure you that the whole experience was absolutely great!

The Camp is owned and operated by Martines friends Tina and Christian. They create amazing adventures for groups of people all year around – but mostly wintertime because of Norwegians hunger for snowmobiling – which is illegal in Norway. The Camp is based right a cross the Norwegian-Swedish boarder a little trip from Trysil. I think we were about thirty people who enjoyed each other’s company. The surroundings are beautiful and the Camp itself magnificent! We stayed in the main house, but there are apartments for let and enough beds to fill. I’m not a very outdoorsy person, but this was definitely the place to be to have a great experience. I’ll link the website -> HERE.

Friday was a day of celebration and we had a barbecue and drinks. Which resulted in a little bit of a hangover the next day, so Martine and I pretty much just watched the hardcore ones go out in boats. Upon their return we had a huge dinner in Gildhallen and kept going into the nightly hours.

I did a little collage from the few pics I took:

I also wanted to leave you a video of our trip up there, because the landscape is so beautiful. It’s doesn’t get more Scandinavian than this, mountain speaking (fjords excluded – that’s a Norwegian thing). And some highs from the Camp itself. I hope you enjoy:

The song used in the video is M.A.L.O – Purpose. Link to Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/652RhE5VNCChpGqaVLnQUC?si=WAjPHx9wTK6Cpxn496r8Ag

I am ADDICTED to this song and it couldn’t have come in to my life at any better time. #searchingForAPurpose – also the artist is Norwegian and it’s his very first single! I guess it was meant to be.

Now I’m left with this years first cold and I feel very, very sorry for myself – so I’m gonna go back to doing that. Thank you for stopping by.

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Personal

Murder fantasies

Not a normal headline, I know, but I’m pretty sure we all have times in our lives when murder fantasies makes their appearances. I see myself as a fairly zen person, but every now and again when someone or something makes my blood boil from the inside – all I can do is kill them in the worst possible way in my head.

It doesn’t feel like much in the moment, but man it helps to imaginary kill someone. All the anger and frustration – and the satisfaction. More the latter actually.

I’m standing in the middle of a case which I cannot talk about openly at the moment, but I really look forward to sharing the absurd reality of this with you in the future. Until then I’m gonna continue applying some of my well studied torture methods imaginary

I hope your day is more blissful than mine.

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