New Year Thoughts

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(The photo here is a Facebook poster, and the words for it goes: “In a world full of princesses, dare to be Batman”).

It´s early morning the 31/12 as I write this. 2016. That year where “all” our greatest musicians departed. Many of my favourite ones.

Bowie. Prince. Cohen. Michael. (Thank Goddess Madonna is still here in the physical with us)!
Many other celebrities died as well. Actors, writers. A whole Russian choir just last week. Princess Leia´s mother died the day after her daughter, she told her son she wanted to join her daughter, and 15 minutes later she had a stroke!!

The human heart is a fascinating “thing”. Phenomenon.
I read in an article which had names and photos in it, about a man who had a heart transplant, and suddenly he started writing love poems to his wife! Totally out of character for him. They then found out that the dead man who had donated his heart to this new man, that he actually indeed used to write a lot of poetry.

Real life is such a mystery.
I love it.

Well.
The new is about to arrive. Or. The human beings´ ritual of new cycle, is. Somehow it feels different this year. To me. Coz a few illusions has kind of been removed from my vision. Comfortable illusions that I enjoyed. Like USA not being the ice cold dicatatorship that it now is showing itself to be. The Wikileaks emails of Killary. The probable assassination of Julian Assange. The thought of the Trumpet ringing through our global community in 3 weeks. Him and his nuke button, and his cabinet of retard right wingers.

Yeah. That was a comfortable illusion of mine. Trusting America´s sanity.

I could talk about the world´s political leaders and the children of Syria. But it is too painful.

Shifting focus, or zooming in, to my own personal life, I have had to create a new distance to a person I thought of as a close friend. It feels right, but it also feels sad, or course. Losing what I thought was a friendship… is quite heavy as I live abroad and my friends live in another country.
And my closest friend left here, is suffering from alcohol abuse. So. I need to learn how to distance myself from that as well. Only the suffering person can stop it. No one else can do it for them. Very difficult to accept as a bystanding close friend.

Ok. Gloomy doomy new year´s eve speech here, huh.
Whatever. I´m pro truth. All that plastic fantastic facade stuff…             I don´t have time for it. Life is short.

What I DO want in my life the coming year(s), is:

Real friendships. Where I am seen, heard and understood. As well as holding that space for my friend of course. Reciprocity, equality, generousity. More of that for me. Thanx.

New learnings. I am indeed enrolled in an enormously exciting course the last week of January and February! In Aarhus, at the hands of Human Education Group. I will study to become a certified hypnotherapist!!! How WICKED is that. ???!!!                                             My heart is dancing its happiest happy-dance! I´m reading the curriculum now, and page by page I just feel more and more excited to learn this artform. This tool for helping people in their self help processes. Yes!

In spring I will put a big sign up on my house wall outside. Visible from the main street. It will say something to the extent of:

Vocal Sound Therapy & Hypnotherapy                                                                  by Lene Kaltwasser.                                                                                                   Stress reduction, physical pain relief, tinnitus reduction, better sleep & general wellness.                                                                                              Certified hypnotist by (xxxx), (xxx). And certified vocal sound therapist by Githa Ben-David.                                                                        Booking: sms 55555555, or connect through Facebookpage “Kaltwasser Sound & Hypnosis”

(Facebookpage doesn´t exist yet, and may not get that name).

It´s a lot of words maybe. It´s not finished yet, but work in progress. If you have input, please share in the comments section. It´s important to me to mention I´m certified, authorized. But maybe such info belongs on the wall inside my clinic room instead.  What I do, is not so known, that´s why I want to mention symptoms I have good experience with helping.

Anyways. Yes, this is a thrilling thought, this signpost. I´m leaving some kind of cupboard, coming out. Onto my house wall! Hahaha!!

Parallell to my signposting, I will refurbish a room in my house to become my Sound Space or. Some good title. That is another thrilling project. New flooring, wardrobe, book shelves. Small desk. Room for my massage table for the sound treatments, and a good reclining chair for the hypnosis sessions,  maybe.

So 2017 will be a productive one for me. Materializing my context for the therapy sessions. Until now, I use a room in the house where I each time have to create my space, tidy away other people´s belongings before every session. It is not optimal. I can´t wait to create a whole separate room for the single purpose of twosome quality talks and healing sound vibrations…

Other than work on my source of income, things in my life are good. Healthy happy children, and a kind, creative husband. No one in my innermost circle is dying. Knock on wood. I will appreciate that space. Death has been a central pawn on my life´s chessboard. So I have learnt to appreciate when there is a pause from heavy grieving.

Right. Shall I wrap this up in a song maybe? Something light?

This is the newest discovered song in my universe. It flowed into my ears from my mother´s car radio during the christmas week, while I was  driving around to visit family and friends “back home” in Norway.

I can see on youtube that this video has been watched 205 million 915 thousand times!!! Hahahaha…. So. I guess it´s not that new to most people. But. Hey. I´m way too perfect to be a perfectionist, I don´t mind being behind the slashin´ fashion from time to time. (And that sentence should become the first line in a new song of mine).

Happy 2017, peeps. Make it work for you! Whether it is a year that demands of you to break free from situations or people you hold dear… or death visits your inner circle, or you struggle with illness…. Let´s just try our best to make it work somehow. Be positive. It is the only healthy way to be.

I wish you Love and Light.

Namaste.

(Means: The divine in me honours the divine in you).

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My daughter´s choir carols

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Hello again.

Yeah, I do feel a bit better after expressing those heavy thoughts in last post; Christmas Spirit?

Often, once I have aired my emotional thoughts on an issue, I can easily let go of it, new space emptied, making it possible for me to focus on something else. Handy. Is everyone like that? I wonder.

Anyways. Christmas is approaching, and I thought that today I will share with you a video I just made, with clips  from my daughter  Lava´s concert with her girls´ choir the other Sunday.  Check this out:

That´s all folks! For now. Hope to be back real soon again. With a couple more christmas posts. I love this season. One is allowed to be warm and compassionate and all “mushy hearted”. Right up my street!

🙂

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Christmas Spirit?

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St. Lucia yesterday. 13/12. Where children, in Scandinavia at least, walk in a long line wearing white robes, carrying candles, singing a hymn to the light piercing the winter darkness…

Now it´s passed midnight and full moon. Was asleep but suddenly woke, wide awake.

There is a massacre in Aleppo, Syria.
Don´t worry, reader, I won´t go into detail. History will make sure we get all the fascist details. I hope. Because history is repeating itself, and will we ever learn from our violence against innocent civillians during war? We apparently need to live through and witness evil again and again.

We had the “election” in the USA recently as well. With Wikileaks releasing all those emails. That are being ignored!
And Julian Assange. Probably removed from the Equadorian embassy in police raid 16.of October. No one knows. Or. Cia does. But no proof of life is given, despite thousands asking for it every day on the Wikileaks Facebook page.

Parallell to this issue, which kept me up in the nights to watch new videos on youtube about it… we had DAPL, Dakota pipeline, where thousands of Native Americans and other peaceful water protectors were refusing to allow a pipeline to be built through their land, and the oil company had a police force shooting at them with water canons (in below zero temperatures), rubber bullets, attack them with dogs, arrest people and put them in cages… (!)…

The president let it go on for a long time. Then finally, after 2000 war veterans turned up at the camp to protect the civillians from being evicted from their own land… Finally Obama said the pipeline would be postponed, and that a study into environmental effects had to be done.
Well. Oil company sent the Indians a letter saying they might just go ahead anyway. So thousands are still going to be spending their winter there. If I didn´t have kids, and had the financial means, I would go there. They are writing history. Fronting the new direction. Of protecting Mother Earth and our Water. Leaving the oil age behind.

I´m sure I could go on to dozens more examples of … fascism.
Happening now as I type. The world seems to have gone off its hinges.
Stuff I have read about the 1930s is regaining validity in contemporary politics!

In Scandinavia the politicians are passing laws to take money from the poorest citizens, and give it in shape of tax relief to the richest citizens. !! ?? !!
Denmark has just recently taken away social security funds, and 15.000 more Danish kids are now below the poverty line. Homelessness is on rapid increase. Sick people are comitting suicide.
Off its hinges. Not an exaggeration.

Maybe in five years, it will feel normal? We can read about the “humanitarian era” in the history books.

It´s not too easy in this ideological climate, to find the calm warmth of heart and move into the christmas season with a smile and a carol, same procedure as every year, James.
Although with 3 kids, I go to a lot of family events focusing on Love.
I try my best, for them, to dwell on the childhood joys of christmas…

I seek comfort in guided meditations on Youtube, and webinars about Akashic Records, manifestation, hypnosis therapy, I listen to Abraham Hicks, and Doreen Virtue´s weekly oracle card readings…

May sound far out or whatever. Luckily it is only me that gets to decide what is meaningful and strengthening to me.

I don´t accept others´ judging of me. People who judge, are just not that intelligent. So I decide not to give them credit. Not even air time in my mind. Life is too short.

I work on accepting that my power over outer events is limited. And to change within, “to be the change I want to see in the world” (Gandhiji); focus on increasing my inner balance and to be a positive force in my life, for myself and all those whose lives I touch.

I should use photos and music in this blogpost. Lighten it up.
I think I will have to wait with that until tomorrow.
I read (and shared, of course) 5-6 facebook links on Aleppo before I went to bed. People sending their final goodbyes, saying the “soldiers” are just down the street and everywhere is dead bodies. I mean… Yeah, no. I promised you no details. You have probably seen enough of the disturbing images and videos yourself.

I shall see if I can sleep on it and then add some photos or sounds here  tomorrow. And then hopefully write another christmas spirit blogpost without a question mark behind it, describing this season of hearts in a more… optimistic way… Because optimism is the attitude of strength. Positive thinking is the healthy choice.

And so I finish this post with this positive thought:

There is nothing to worry about. Because as we know, we will all get to escape, to die and break free from this human race craze. One fine day.
And so it is.

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It´s two days later now, the 15.
Found a photo for the blogpost´s heading, finally! Feel empty, can´t think of anything else that would be apt, apart from those images of the bleeding children running through a street in Aleppo, a boy carrying his younger sister…

The only song I can think of, is this one.
“You do not deserve being my brothers in arms.”

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