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An Instrument of Thy Peace

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Good morning, dear blog-readers of mine. 🙂

It´s 07 Sunday morning here now, on this little Danish island. Autumn holiday started Friday. So why awake this early? I´m a B + person, enjoying long sleep-in mornings and long, creative nights with teacups… But. I went to bed 9 pm. So I´ve had 10 hours of sleep. Hence gettting up now is lovely. House quiet, all the holiday people sound asleep for another couple of hours. Alone-time for mama. Precious. 🙂

I wanted to share with you a movie from Gaia.com. One can share film links for free with friends, 3 times every month. Yet the link said it´s expired. Hmmm. It is a film about Highly Sensitive Persons, featuring Alanis Morisette and the author and inventor of the concept; Elaine D. Aron. Wonderful film… Let me see if it´s on youtube, you never know, you know.

My Goodness, YES it IS !!! Here:

You MUST watch this. One in five of us, they estimate, is born highly sensitive. I am one of them. In Elaine D. Aron´s book, called “Highly Sensitive Person” (HSP) there is a lengthy personality test one can take. I did, and I cried my eyes out, as it perfectly described my childhood, feeling different,  alone,  misunderstood.

20% of us!!! So if you are not HSP yourself, your spouse, your child or your friend might be. And they need you to understand them.

Like I said, I saw the film on Gaia.com

I pay a low fair monthly, and that´s the tv I watch. Nothing else. Apart from youtube and Facebook. Basically. On Gaia they have collected spiritual films and tv series. About the unanswered questions we have in life. Mysteries of pyramids and geometry, research into whether aliens have been captured on earth, but to me it´s the films like the one just shared, that grab my attention. And about kundalini, chakras, energy healing, sound healing, mediumship, channeling, documentaries about amongst others Krisna Das, Madam Blavatski, and Yogananda… So when I´m exhausted, my favourite thing is to curl up in bed with my laptop and watch something on Gaia. 🙂

Friday my course in VBS – Visionary Business School – ended. Or. It was the final live q and a – call from Ryan in San Diego. Where all of us 500 students can raise our hand by pressing a button on the screen, and he will coach us 1 on 1, whilst all of us listen…. I never raised my hand, though. I don´t have a business yet, and hence others need the coaching more than I do. I have lifetime access to the course, which contains A LOT of material. So I shall keep studying, in my own pace. Ryan Eliason has my deep gratitude for this course he´s made. Teaching me to look at marketing as a part of being of service. And teaching me most importantly, that business doesn´t have to be a place of competition, greed, manipulation and cynicism, but can be heart based, honest, friendly, co operative and empathic, gentle. Business can be built as a “win win win” (my word, invented NOW. 🙂 ) Where I can make money on providing value to equal citizens, at the same time uplifting our shared ecosystem / human consciousness.

Other than that, I have been headhunted into a company that sells high quality natural remedies for the body. I pay attention when things walk into my life, as I have asked  Source to help me find income. I will try to use these products to practice selling with my heart. Providing valuable information and being unattached to whether the prospect (possible customer) wants to purchase or not. I just want them to have information. The decision is theirs only. And they will decide when they feel ready to do so, not pushed by me.

Other than that, I´m translating from Danish into Norwegian for a Danish ticket system company. Work from home, well paid. Wonderful! And I love to write. Translating between the two languages also teaches me this and that about Danish that I didn´t know. So. I appreciate this job.

Other than that, I´m involved in rewriting the local politics on the culture-sparetime-sports field. Meaning attaining meetings with the council and other volunteers in the local ngos.

And I´m going to organize a big conference, presenting local culture, September 2020. With one local ngo, I´m the leader of. We will start having meetings about this project soon. It seems far into the future, but. It will take a lot of planning. I want the process to be enjoyable. Love brainstorming. And to do something good for my community.

Other than that… Oh yes, a friend of mine is researching into creating a rather exciting concept… if it pulls through, I will be a part of that. Which is quite a big thing. That I can´t tell you about yet. 🙂

Other than all this going on, I still have my 3 little school kids and all their homework, and spare time transport, to take care of. Cooking, shopping, cleaning house and clothes. I wish I had the money  to have an au pair. A nice person who could just help me tidy up and clean the house. That would have been a great help. I tend to not prioritize dusting and cleaning the floors…  Like an adult extra daughter. But then I would need a bigger house too, there is no room here where she could stay. And also, of course, I don´t have the money to pay her either. But. It would have been lovely. Housework is important, and I am not good at getting it done the way it should.

Other than all this, I´m also still the leader of the local green party. We have the mayor, so we need to support her in her work. Meaning a lot of meetings, and keeping an eye on local media, updating our facebook page, our debating group etc. I love this work. Our mayor fellow party member, is competent, authentic, and has integrity. A true joy to co operate with her.

So…. you can see why it is I don´t update this blog as often as I used to. But I will always return, and hopefully life will be less busy in times ahead…. I think I will build myself an online space for healing. Or therapy. For selling information products and services. I´m in the process of finding out what it will take, with the VBS material. On the 5.of December I have a meeting with a Danish guy in Copenhagen, whose course I also bought, about making online courses. So I shall have some good questions ready for him at that date, I´ve decided.

I hope to get more time to write. Morning pages, poems and songs. As well as online courses and blogposts. I think it will all come the way it is supposed to. I accept life as it comes. And I know I´m always lucky. 🙂 Mindset work and affirmations. Love that stuff!

This post became a bit word heavy, didn´t it. We need a song or something, hang on…

I love this song. Especially the lyrics from the prayer of Frans of Assissi, isn´t it? I put this song on high volume in the stereo in the bathroom and sing it in the shower! Haha… Very uplifting and empowering. To a weird and wonderful being like me. 🙂 I gave birth to one of Snatam Kaur´s songs: Mul Mantra. At home, in water. Sweet memories.

(The title of this blogpost is taken from this song´s lyrics. An instrument of Spirit´s Peace. Is what I see myself as being. A lightworker. Helping increase inner and outer peace).

I think with this I will love you and leave you. Hope to connect with you again soon. If you want to follow what I share more frequently, you are welcome to send me a friend request on Facebook. My name is Lene Kaltwasser Henriksen. I also have a fb page for my vocal sound healing: Kaltwasser Vocal Sound Therapy. And I have a page called Kaltwasser Soul Healing Circle. And a fb page for my blogposts as well, where I share my new posts, then it´s easier to know when there is news happening on kaltwasser.dk. The blog´s facebookpage is called Kaltwasser Heart Matters.

Take it easy & take care! Let me tune out with a tune. I love this woman here. Saw her live a month ago and bought her cd, which I listen to all the time. This is the title track of the really good album Enjoy!

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Ciao for now!

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Baby care in my single mother years

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Hello this … Thursday … morning. Half past 09. But. Still sleepy morning in our holiday rhythm here. Where kids get to bed 10-11 pm. Once the sun is down…

I´ve been asked in a comment if I can write something about being alone with a newborn child. Very good suggestion. And I should be able to, as I was a single mother with my first born daughter, from pregnancy until she was 2 and a half.

It was a shock to have the first child. I think it must be for every mother. A mother is born as well as a child that day. I remember saying to my aunt, that it felt like having my heart taken out of my body, holding it in my hand, knowing that from now on, every moment, I have to look after this inner organ first, before I tend to the rest of me. 🙂 Everything else goes on hold. Espccially when you are the only caretaker in the home. Forget about that sleep. It has to wait. And clean the house?! I had a girlfriend help me go shopping. She bought foodstuffs to cook with, and then instant energizers such as yoghurt. So that I after breastfeeding could get some energy in me, so I could face the work of cooking…

It was hard. My daughter had colic. Every single day from 0 to 3 months of age, she would cry and scream and cry. I had to lay her down on our bed some times, leave the room and go into the other room of the flat, to get half a minute´s time to breathe. Fantasies on throwing the baby out the window, thank Goodness I had read this is normal, or I would have felt extremely frightened and guilty by my own thoughts and feelings in those moments…

Well. Once she was 3 months old, life became extremely peaceful. I could actually sit down in the evenings with her, instead of walking, carrying her, hour after hour. We had a cat. He´d been born same date as my daughter, in my flat, one year prior to her. He would lie in bed with us whilst we were breastfeeding, holding one paw on baby´s head and the other paw on my shoulder, spinning, watching over us. So sweet.

I felt with my newborn, like a lion mother. This was the image that came to me, in the hospital, I remember. Just so protective, and filled with new, or blossomed, instinct, to protect, to make sure everything´s okay around us… I felt to be in the innermost corner of a cave with my child, the most safe place, undisturbed by aggravating noise from half present, unaware people, talking about things that don´t matter. Chit chatter.

Well. I became a mother, all of a sudden, and. Though it was hard, it was also the best thing that had ever happened to me. I was needed, and important, now a leader. Deeply loved. We were twosomeness. Communication. Emotions. Empathy. These “things” that mean the most to me. Now it all came in handy, not just burdens of my personality, standing out as weird and misunderstood, but central character traits in me that were a blessing, and a need, for my child.

We did everything together. Were everywhere together. Of course. We spent a weekend a month at my parents´, who lived 3 hours further down the west coast of Norway. But even there, though we had company, it was still me and her that were connected at the hip, so to speak. Because I was her world. And she was mine.

It just felt natural, to be honest. I got used to managing things alone. For example I remember being in a cafe with her on my hip, big babychair in the other hand, and then pushing a door open with my elbow and shoulder for us to get through. Some stranger came rushing to open the door for us. Only then did I realize that I could have asked for help. But in a home with a baby and only one adult, there´s no one to turn to. So you get used to just fixing everything moment to moment, as best you can. And you realize that you´re capable of fixing the strangest, most difficult stuff, with just one hand, baby on your hip. 🙂

I had a beautiful baby basket hanging above the foot end of my bed. The bedroom was small and the roof slanted. She slept there a couple of half nights, but I realized that I took her up to feed her in my bed after a couple of hours anyways, so she just moved over into my bed and we used the basket for swinging in the daytime. We also had a jump harness.  I strapped her in, it was attached to the ceiling, I put on some happy music and we danced and jumped about together, every evening for months and months.  Laughing and joking. Very fond memories.

We created routines together. I had not been much for routines before her arrival. But with my daughter came a set rhythm of mealtimes, playtime, let´s go for a walk-to-the playground-time… Every morning started with us going downstairs to let in our beloved cat, Puma Pyjamas. (He was orange and grey in sand beachy stripes, looked like a pyjamas when he was tiny and thin inside his skin…) As an adult, he was a strong, half Norwegian wood cat, very handsome and extremely gentle and loving. I remember one time, my daughter was crawling after him to pet him / pull his ear, and he leapt up and left just before she reached him… he did it once, twice, three times. The toddler just thought it was a game. He was tired after the long night outside. Then he sat down, mid floor. My daughter crawled over to him and pulled his ear. I could actually see on his face he was fed up. He lifted his arm, claws well pulled in, and hit her one on the top of her head!! She stopped in her tracks. Didn´t cry. But I could see the message was clear. No more! Stop this! She never chased him again. Nor pulled his ears. Big brother had spoken and she got it, loud and clear!

It was amazing to be the three of us. Puma was also very useful in teaching her empathy. To be careful. Noticing others´needs. Every time she approached him, for weeks on end, I´d say “careful! A-aaah….”, showing her not to pull at his fur, but to pet him gently, helping her practice stroking his back, until she had mastered the gentle touching. Then one day she was crawling towards the edge of the bed, I shouted “Careful!”, and she immediately replied “A-aaaa”, and stroked the bed gently! Hahahaha….

I remember once we were in this church, where they had organized playtime for single parents with kids. They had this massive floor space with toys, and they gave free lunch at the end of the play session. We had to join in the singing of some christian songs, but I could live with that in exchange for some social hours with other adults! Plus my daughter was too young to get the fear inducing lyrics of some of the songs.

Point is, one day there was this Russian mother there with her twin sons. She spoke no Norwegian and hardly any English. She was clearly exhausted, and the boys were acting out, very hard to keep up with. All of a sudden one of her boys had scratched my daughter so she was bleeding from quite a deep scratch on her nose! She cried, and I comforted her. Then the Russian mother came over and was so upset, apologizing in her very limited English…. My daughter, age 18 months, looked at her and went over and gave her a long hug!! The Russian mother teared up. I shall never forget that moment. I realized my daughter´s empathic skills were top notch.

What more can I say… I just always followed what felt natural to me with my kids. Followed their lead in many ways. Gave them what they needed. Breast fed for years. Carried them. Shared my bed with them. Still do some times, and they enjoy sleeping with each other. Tons of free quality time to be gained from co sleeping. Helps us all feel connected, safe, emotionally secure and loved. Actually people who co sleep also move in and out of REM sleep together! I´ve read… I also read that my natural instinct methods are probably aligned with what they call Attachment Parenting.

Gave them what they needed. Not what they wanted. Not sugar, and too late bedtimes. Not every toy, and candy when we´re out shopping. One of the most important words to teach them, is “no”. To accept it and move on with grace. A gentle no, but a solid one. Followed up by “when mommy says no, it´s no”. Until that second sentence is no longer needed.

A “no” that comes as rarely as possible. I only use it when it is necessary. If I can, I say yes, or “maybe later”. I stretch for my children´s will, and that has the nice consequence of them stretching for my will, too. What I show them, they copy. They are so eager to co operate, it´s very moving. All they want is to be seen, understood and loved as they are. And leading by example, I receive the same from them, they try to understand me and love me as I am.

Apart from the magic of a steady, rare, but calm and solid “no”, there is the word “thank you”. Very important word. And then “I´m sorry”. Once there´s siblings, especially. “I´m sorry” doesn´t necessarily mean you did something wrong, but the recipient of what you did, feels hurt by it somehow. So you just say “I´m sorry”, because you did not mean to hurt her/him. I want this phrase to come automatically and easily, like it does from Brits in the supermarket. “Oh, I´m sorry” they will say if they bump into you whilst reaching for the milk. I like that. It creates smoothe social interaction, and stops friction. People need respect.

Another word that is important to teach them, I realized once I got the two youngest children, who are only almost 2 years apart… is “STOP!” Not necessarily shouted, but said very very clearly. And then followed up by a parent looking up, saying “She said stop! Did you not hear it?” if the behaviour continues. And then if still no respect, to walk over and remove the non listening child and say “It is very important to stop when someone says stop, because you also want your sister to stop when you say stop to her. If you don´t stop when she says it, then she will also not stop when you say stop.”

I mean it. I have used short explanations like this again and again, for phases uf their upbringing. It took ages before the youngest would stop biting his siblings! For example. Doesn´t make him evil or stupid. Makes him natural for his age.

Bad behaviour that can be ignored, I ignore, and it stops. Good behaviour gets tons of positive attention, and hence is strengthened. And then there is the biting etc. Which, before “stop!” can be used, is handled by taking the troublemaker, sitting her/him down and looking into her/his eyes, our eyes level, saying “no”  in a basetone voice. They get it. From day one.

Then follow up with “Look! She´s crying! Pooooor so-and-so… That hurt!”

Empathy is a learnt character trait. Scaringly enough. These days with kids going into institutionalized care from 8 months of age…. who teaches them this one on one coaching that they need, to learn empathy and respecting others? It takes so much time and close attention. It CAN NOT be taught in a big group to the level it can in a twosome adult-child constellation.

My kids started kindergarten age 2. I could then feel they needed more stimulation than I managed to give them. They were safe and sound, ready to explore wider horizons. Great! They have all had half day care only. 9am to 1pm. And when I picked them up, they were tired and needed to come home and rest. Their ears, eyes, minds. Life in a big group of peers and adults is stimulating and fun, and also stressful, demanding.

So now they are age 13, 8 and 6. My youngest starts school after this summer holiday. I will really miss walking into the kindergarten in the mornings, greeting all the children there, having conversations with them all, learning their names. I love children for their openness, honesty, vulnerability. Loving hearts. Trust. Laughter. They are my favourite kind of people. 🙂

I think I will have to find a way to work with children. Not as a teacher in school, but. Maybe through the sound therapy or hypnosis. I don´t know yet. Time will tell, though. I rest assured.

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Manifestation Time

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Hello there, from my flying carpet, as I have started calling my beloved double mattress on the floor. 🙂

Summer hols mode, my young kids (6 & 8) went to sleep as late as 11 pm, poor little mites. We spent the whole day in Esbjerg Museum of Fishing, with the aquariums and feeding of seals and. Nice place. Picnic on playground. After a quick coffee / icecream to end the session, we went to a BILKA (mall) and lo and behold we found a cheap bicycle for our little boy. He needs the next size up. We have inherited and old one, but it will take both money and working hours to get that one running. So we got this new one instead. Demo model. Last year´s fashion. Hence cheap. Perfect. 🙂

I´m very excited and busy these last few days. My new expensive course has started. Ryan Eliason´s Visionary Business School. (Plus another one I also enrolled in, a pilot project hence not so costly, by Malene Bendtsen. Also very interesting).

I have so much to learn! It is quite… I won´t say overwhelming, but. One thing is the technical stuff I have to learn, about platform and funnels and. But then I will have to learn to love marketing. And using myself as my brand. Or. To be the change. Which involves working on mindset. Which is not new to me, I am a trained hypnotist after all. And have done a course with John Assaraf as well, and listened to Esther Hicks for years…

But. Still. Revolutionary success.  It takes all my courage. My mind brings on waves of doubt, fear… And my homework is to present my purpose, mission and vision…! In our facebook group, with a team of coaches cheering us on, giving feedback…. Fuck, I´m loving it! I´m scared by it all, and I´m loving it immensely at the same time. Just like the teacher predicted. I´m in good hands. Of this I feel certain. And when that part is certain, all is well, really.

So I will be doing intense studies this autumn. On several fronts, but all shedding light on the same issue; the digital economy of online teaching.

Learn to integrate all my passions, life experience and education, into sellable packages of information, as well as services like conversations, sound therapy and with time hypnosis. Can´t wait to get to understand how the … to create this!

But I have to take a break from the studying the next 3 weeks. As we are approaching the date for my eldest daughter´s confirmation. 60 guests in the community hall. Hired chef, got a speech to write… tablecloth and table plan (who sits where) … the full monty. She confirms her choice of not belonging exclusively to the church/christianity. She believes in Jesus AND Buddha. And wants to keep an open heart and mind, doesn´t feel ready to choose to belong to only one religion. So. I have had conversations with her throughout the year, about human rights, humanism, sexuality, growing up in general, different spiritual practices… we have been together at a fullmoon ceremony on Bornholm (island east of Denmark) with a shaman from Greenland. And we have been together for a workshop about the healing power of sound. Tibetan singing bowls and vocal sound therapy. In a church.

So now it´s time to do the last preparations. Write the speech. It will come. I expect to wake up in the middle of the night soon, words running in my brain like a river.

(Right now she is actually in South-Africa with her choir, and they won gold in the World Choir Games!!! 60 young girls. BRILLIANT conductor / choir leader, a lady. It is just. UNbelievably wonderful and touching. Tomorrow she has breakfast at 6 am and they go on safari! Imagine being 13 years old and receiving such an experience. I am very grateful for her. And proud. She has been working hard, they didn´t get gold for free, so to speak, they have worked real hard, on the songs, and practicing African choreography dance moves… It has paid off. It is a most wonderful life experience for her).

I´m also about to renovate a room in my house, by the way! My goodness! It has to be emptied of stuff first. I don´t have a clue where to put it all, even! But. I will do that before the big party. So that my family members who are coming in from Norway, can help me continue the process of getting it renovated.

I am exhausted just thinking about all of this!

Watched my video installation tonight, that I made for an exhibition in 2011. It is actually rather good for slowing down my breathing… A meditative tempo in these 15 texts of mine, mixed with visuals and 5 of them also with a melody. I´d like to do more videowork like this. Slightly better quality technically, but this was before HD, it´s shot on dv-tape, 16:9 format.

Anyways.
Yeah, I just wanted to check in on you here in my blog space.
Check in on myself at the same time. I do love to reflect on my reflections. 🙂 Gives me inner calm to express my thoughts and emotions in writing. Found out recently it´s called scripto-therapy! Done it all my life. Journaling.

It´s kind of hard for me to write about stuff other than what is filling my heart. What matters to me on heart level. Coz those heart matters do matter, the most, even. To me.

In a couple of weekends I´m gonna go blogging, from the Fanø Free Folk Festival, as I do every year. (Or. It´s the 3.time I videoblog about the festival, but I´ve attended it for 8 or 9 years, from it began).

So then there will be some great gig clips to be seen here. On my youtube channel (in my name), and then linked in here, in blogposts.

This said, my arms are a bit achy after too much typing lately. So let me go to sleep oh my God it´s almost 01 am!!!???!!!

Feel to leave u with this lovely tune. Enjoy and good night, friends. Lots of love from me here on my flying carpet. 🙂

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My February Hibernation

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Hello. From my straw thatched little home in the Sibirian storm. Our ferry only sails at tide these last 4-5 days, as the water has turned into ice. Wind bites one´s cheeks the moment one steps outside. So I avoid that. And spend the days under my duvet in bed, with my laptop and snapchat, having long threeway conversations in form of video monologues with to close girlfriends I have in Norway.

I dream of going on a retreat in the Himalayas. Copying wise text, meals served, meditation and contemplation. Without the circumstances present to do such a thing, I form my own form here, watching spiritual films, finding free meditations of hemi-sync and feminine astrology full moon meditation… Travel through my headset into those inner retreat waters…

I just watched a videotalk on tantra by Paul Muller. So I checked out his bluethroat yoga on youtube. Found this:

My February has also consisted of 3 special social gatherings. First a long weekend in my Norwegian girlfriend´s home. Together with four more of our common girlfriends. 6 of us. First time we ever spent days together under the same roof. Though I have lived together with one of them for a year or so… It was just. SO so nurturing? Just being relaxed and joking about, being understood, having serious personal conversations, thn dancing to the anthems from the dancefloors of the 90s… eating another meal, getting drunk, dancing more… wow. wow. wow.
It really truely strengthened me so much. To feel I am part of a tribe, somehow. People like myself. Who get me. And know me from my student days, my twenties. It really expanded my … roots … ?

Then, two weeks later, I met up with fellow sound healers, for a workshop ending in a sound healing session in a small stone church! We were four. Two of them I had never met before. Slept in one of them´s house. Such a wonderful both workshop and “concert” with intuitive singing, and teaching Githa´s “the note from heaven”. I recorded the sound, and took still photos. I´m editing it and going to put it on Youtube. I will share it with you once it´s ready.

One week after that, I had asked my husband to take the kids and thye could go somewhere over night so I could invite friends over for a birthday party. Which he immediately agreed to, with a big smile. He is amazing at supporting me in what I feel like doing for myself. Deeply appreciate his support and acceptance.

So I invited 11 people. First time I held a party in the soon 11 years I´ve lived here! Because we´ve had young children all this time. Well. I prepared stuff for tortillas, humous, bean stew, fried chicken, fried squash and mushrooms… chopped vegetables, salsa, garlic creme fraiche… you know.
And then two guests brought cake. And I played cds, and in the guest room I played vinyls, and we danced.

A wonderful gathering of authentic individuals, all capable of listening to eachother. Very nive atmosphere.
I drank too much. Alas. Not getting sick, but. Mixing beer, wine and then the gin and tonic. I think it was just one of them I had. I must learn now that it doesn´t fit my brain. I get blackouts and remember only glimpses. So annoying!! So I shall stop the mixing. If I want to drink gt, it will be that and only that. And not too many of course. Beer is best for me. Then I can enjoy amounts of liquid, without losing control of intoxication level, all of a sudden being a lot more drunk than I had planned to be…

Anyways. Hopefully this 46. year will be the year where I realize my limitations when it comes to alcohol consumption.

So this February Hibernation Space has been both outward going and inward going. Plane to Norway, strengthening bonds of sisterfriendships or what to call it. Car to unknown address on Fyn, being in sound in a group of 4 and then bringing it to an audience… and then home alone, inviting chosen individuals, just a few so there was room for every single person to be met properly by everybody else present.

And then this Siberian Storm. Forcing me to stay indoors almost a week, feeding my soul. As the full moon is in pisces, so how perfect it is to have been in increased meditation frequency… (I´m a piscean as well…)

Let me see if I can find a good astro weatherforecast talk for us, hang on. Oh yes, I love this man here:

I have been in a crises as well. Very furious… It is resolved now. I´m not going into this here and now. Maybe an other time. But even I do have private chambers. Just because I´m very open and personal about things, doesn´t mean that I keep nothing private. Spring cleaning, Timothy says here. “Unease, dissatisfaction. Calling our awareness to make changes.” Yup. Got the t-shirt. 🙂

Let me share a couple more inspiring videos, and then I shall lay myself a tarot, I think. Bought this new amazing deck on my trip to Norway. “The psychic tarot of the heart” by John Holland. Oh my Goodness.
I have a few decks. Have used tarot since… my twenties. This deck here, I feel is only for me! I will not use it to give others readings. This thought to me, is a completely fresh one. I share. But this one here. Only for me.

Probably a healthy thing. I don´t care. It´s just a very strong feeling I have. And so I listen to my heart. As always.

Check it out online if you are curious. Simply amazing, both visually and text wise. Oh, let me actually see if I can find a photo of it, hang on. (Hahaha… as if this is a radio show or phonecall. But. Hang on anyways)!

Yeah. All pictures are there, so just go cruise and enjoy the images… So many attractive decks to see, actually. I shall spend time to get to know this one now, before I treat myself to more decks. I also bought an oracle deck by Kyle Grey. Also exciting. Lots of learning to receive from that one.

Okay. Back to those videos I talked about. Here´s one by Abraham Hicks. Where we can see Esther. This is just a random video, I haven´t even seen it yet. I have watched/listened to several hundred of the Hicks videos on youtube these last 2-3 years. So I know for sure that whatever comes from Abraham, I will agree with and feel uplifted by. Such a gift for me to have this source of inspiration. Very grateful.

Another “friend of mine” though we´ve never met (to my knowledge, this present lifetime), is Wayne Dyer. Read many of his books, watched his film the Shift, and watched him on youtube… Here´s a guided meditation. Actually he uses the sound AAAAAH…. just like I have learnt from Githa, to allow Light through, to silence the channel or. Which words to use. Wayne mixes the sound with affirmations here. I shall try this one. Every morning? With 3 kids, that´s a bit unrealistic. But Let me give it a go. Right now, it could possibly be doable every morning when I arrive home from delivering the youngest in kindergarten.

Right. Very enjoyable to sit here in bed and type away about my February Hibernation.
I´m curious and excited to see what March holds in store for me. Hopefully still lots of pockets of time for me to focus inward. And to keep developing my social circle of local individuals who fit into my tribe of listening, compassionate, authentic being.
Actually on 8. of March I´m participating in the first Women´s Justice Day (What is it called in English?), I shall read out a poem that came to me 02 am the other night. Woke up and wrote it down. As I often do. Quite a fantastic piece, I love it. And don´t claim to have any honour in creating it, I just allowed it to come through me.
Also, 13. of March I´m participating in the start of local group of the green party. “Alternativet Fanø”. As you may know from previous posts, we got into the town council with one mandate, and took the seat of the mayor! So this is a very… exciting, new position we´ve landed in, and I´m eager and enthused about building this movement stronger.

Further, March stores my son´s 6.birthday. A weekend in a summerhouse with my husband’s bigband, 17 musicians and their partners and children. Truely wonderful people. Party band, plays cover versions of hits from 60s-80s. Three singers, brassline… that´s gonna be one big happy family dance party, I expect. (We´ve traveled with the band to Florida in 08 and to Spain in 14, so. I know what I´m talking about here). 🙂

A week after that trip, we actually go to Berlin for easter. Staying in UFA Fabrik. An old factory that has been turned into an alternative township or. Yeah. Hitler´s old cinema is there. Still functioning as cinema. That thrills me. As the nazis, in all their horror alien like evil, understood some things about the power of film, before others did. And used it for evil. Of course. But. Yeah. To go there and experience that space will be specil to me. Love that the place now is run as a kind of hippie community, with their own school, no cars, a bakery, a guesthouse, farm animals, tons of creative workshops…

So. March will give a heap of social gatherings, I realize. And I shall make sure I also find time to go within. And digest all the new impressions. I feel this is a time for the right people to get together, hook up and be connected. Don´t know why I feel that. But I often understand these kinds of feelings in retrospect.

Anyways. Let me finish with a kool song, then.

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School´s out

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Hiya…

It´s … Tuesday. Soon 11 pm. Just had a nap in my ListeningHut behind the apple tree. So I feel fresh, fresh, exciting…. (Kool & the gang)

School holiday started last Friday. My middle-kid Viola (7) is away on summercamp with the sfo (where they go after school every day to be looked after until parents come home from work)… First time she is away from home for that long. 4 nights! She was not worried at all. She´s my rock star. Or something else kool, calm and collected. (Maybe that´s not the foremost connotations to the concept of a rock star, now I think about it but. Anyways).

There are a lot of things happening in my life now. We had great success with Diversity-day on the 17. of June. Must remember to write a post about that sometime soon. Lots of children and their families came, and the atmosphere was so warm and friendly. Really moved me. Musicians, Syrian food… games for adults and kids together… yeah… must tell that story in full later.

And I have finished the intro course of my soul midwife education. I shall do the rest of the course this autumn, is the plan. Together with one of my dear fellow students from Githa Ben-David´s vocal sound therapy course. I will go be a volunteer at the local hospice, as part of this education. I have contacted a lady I know vaguely, and asked her to help me join the hospice, because I know she works there now. She said yes! It will really help me, to have her support. We have a date set for meeting in August. Well chuffed about that.

Also, one late night, suddenly I could see that my mother had called me! I sent her an sms saying I could see she´d called, and I hoped it wasn´t bad news… she doesn´t normally call me late unless something is seriously urgent… she replied to my sms saying no, no bad news, she just wanted to tell me she had decided to give me and my two sisters a big wad of money each! As a part of our inheritance after our father who died some years ago…

I have lived on a very small economy these last 5 years. So…. YEEEAAAAHHHHHH….. !!!!!! The thought of all that money in my account just…. aaaaaahhhhh…… what a relief and a joy, man…… I immediately decided to start the soul midwife course, and I found out that I want to get myself a proper bicycle. I have made do with a second hand, uncomfortable one for years. I miss my old cruiser that died on me in… 2011? So I went to town. Found out what brand has the best rep when it comes to cruiser bikes. Electra! Oh me oh my (there´s a light in the sky…” Steve Hillage, on the Green album…)

Yup. This morning the Electra helmet that I ordered from Germany, arrived on my very doorstep, delivered by two handsome young men, actually. Hah. It is a black helmet with a white no.8 on the side. Also, there are white race track squares at the back of it. They did not show on my computer screen! But ok. Can I live with it? Yes I can live with it. No sweat. Hahahahaha…..

 

The number 8 is my favourite number, and it´s the mathematical sign for endlessness / infinity. It can also symbolize balance, I read. Taking the good with the bad. So. A Straight8 it is. As Electra have named this helmet. 🙂

I think I will post the photo of the bike as the top illustration. Then it can also symbolize movement, moving into the new, as the tarot deck position no. 6 is, in the Celtic cross…

(I have done 3 tarot readings this last week or so! Out of the blue. For two of my closest friends here,  who both suggested it themselves, and for my husband. Very interesting indeed. Been quite a while since I I used my decks. Suddenly 3 readings in a week. Wicked).

What else… Oh yes. Around the same time as my mom told me about this …. downpour of dough on my lucky head…. I was watching a free 9 hour long brainathon with John Assaraf on Facebook…. He is a hotshot from the film The Secret…. and with him on the screen stood lots of different brain scientists, neuro-scientists, coaches, all recommending his course…. And I actually decided to invest in it! Which was not cheap. But it is all about changing my money story, with use of self hypnosis, guided meditations, exercises…. supporting my brain change with audios, videos and a facebook community, in changing the way I think about and deal with, money in my life…. I´m in the third week now, and I am absolutely LOVING it. I have worked with self hypnosis about money stories and many other things, by myself, for a couple of years already, using free videos on Youtube. Abraham Hicks… Michael Sealey… many many. But yeah. I feel so empowered that I could choose this for myself! It enthuses me, and I already feel new motivations building up, becoming aware of stuff… As a newly educated hypnotist, it also gives me a lot to hear this programme of top quality hypnosis audios… I realize there is a lot to learn still for me on that score. Great to test this out on my own brain/mind. Looking forward to attracting abundance more and more every waking hour for the rest of my life. Hahaha….. Not a bad affirmation that. Maybe something to add to my anchor.

The rest of the money from my beloved mom, will probably go to my student loan bank. I saw today they have written me a reply to my last application. I will read it tomorrow. But at least I will then be able to pay them off a few months, before the bill is stacked on top of our other household bills… Yes. Moving on up, love´s all that matters… (another theme song, I´m like a radio station tonight…)!

What else is there? Oh yes. Well. Two things. Both a bit secret for now. But I have a great vision developing, together with my good friend here on the island. A social experiment. We are working on a project description and will try to find forces to join us in this process, that could become a great adventure, and a win win for several  central local parties in our community…

The other secret news, is… hmmmm how to tell it without telling it…. No. I think I will actually have to wait with that one. But I will tell you soon. It will be out in the open on Friday. Mindblowing for me. It has happened very suddenly, and it will… be fun, cost a lot of energy but also give me lots of energy, insight and new learnings, new relationships in an exciting teamwork….

Yeah. Friday this thing will be official. And Saturday we jump in the car, my hubby, our 3 kids and I,  and go to Norway for 20 days. First a week at our close friends´ in Bergen, then a week at my mom´s place, then my mom and her man holds a big party at my aunt´s place by the waterfall at the innermost bay of the Åkra fjord… from there we will then drive across the mountain (takes 6 hours, if not 8), down to Oslo, to another close and dear friend of mine and her lovely family, and from there we sail on home…

So this week, I´m just getting ready. Hanging out with the two kids that are still at home. Receiving a sound client tomorrow and a hypnosis client Thursday. Packing. Washing clothes. Buying presents to bring with us. Listening to my money story audios. And waiting for my new fantastic bike to be delivered to my door. I must remember to order those 2 books about soul midwifery, but probably better if I wait ´till we get back from the trip.

Lucky is my middle name. As I always say. I am so right about this!

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Straight for a Change

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In this Fanø house from the 1760s, is where I spent a couple of hours today, together with my 12yearold, and the kind, sweet lady who lives in the house.

We spent the two hours in her bathroom! As we came to receive her help with making a “relaxer treatment” on Lava´s hair.
I have asked everyone who crossed our path in all these years, for help with her hair. Half Norwegian, fine hair, and half Caribbean.        A eufro, I named it.
Not easy to comb, and it always grows upwards towards the sky, not downwards towards the earth.
But Birthe, as her name is, has lived in several African countries working for Unicef, and she has two daughters with African hair. So she simply went and got us a superb product in an Asian shop in Esbjerg, and today she showed us how it is done when one relaxes hair…!

First, separating areas of hair, so one can do one area at a time…:

Then…:

15 minutes later….:

Then letting it stay in for 20 minutes…

Rinsing with one type of shampoo that turns the water pink until all the “stuff” is rinsed out…:

Then another bag of stuff, to make it soft and shiny and help it “heal” from the straightening stuff…

And then to just leave that in for 10 minutes…:

Lava´s sister came by and joined us, as she didn´t want to go with dad and her brother to the forest playground (!) … :

Then another rinse…:

And a round of special conditioner as the last step.
Result: One very happy girl. Imagine it can be like this!!!

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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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Autumn routine is upon us!

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Gracious. Hi.

I haven´t updated the blog since 21/7!

It´s because two days after that, I attended the Fanø Free Folk Festival #7, and filmed a lot. Spent the following couple of days editing and uploading gig-vids to Youtube/Facebook. (I will write a separate blogpost or two about the festival). Here´s a picture from one of the outdoor concerts…

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Then I had to stop editing gigs to go to Germany and buy tons of beer, wine and soft drinks, snacks and barbecue goods, for my husband’s big birthday party coming up.

Back home same day, and next day, Wednesday, I almost single handedly tore down the kitchen wall! (With a little help from my friends, but. Mostly me. I will indeed claim that fame).

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Day after that, I was incredibly smashed. Cleaned up all the fine brick-wall dust. Day after that, Danish family members came and put up a tent in our garden, they were going to a party on the island. Lovely to see them and their two daughters again.

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That same evening, the first of my 21 Norwegian family members arrived in their campervan. So I drove out and had a hug and a short chat with them.

Next day was Saturday, and more Norwegian clan members arrived, came by for a hug and left again to settle into their rented summerhouses. My bonus-son and grandson arrived as well, and we spent the day in their splendid company. They stayed the night.

Sunday was my husband Helge´s 60.birthday, and we woke him up with a song and guitarstrings and presents. As is our tradition.

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In the afternoon arrived my 21 Norwegians, plus neighbours and friends. Sadly, son and grandson had to go back to Copenhagen as the newborn baby brother wasn´t feeling too well. But Helge´s cousin showed up with her Norwegian cousin, hence representing the Danish side of the family… a very lovely time was had in our garden. My mom had written a song for him, and so had I. Great presents, and laughs, and dancing on the grass, and 7 cousin-kids bouncing on the trampoline…

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The next day, my poor husband had to start work again. My family stayed for a week, and every day we met up and went different places all together or in smaller groups, barbecuing in the different summerhouses… It was absolutely ACE.

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Well. My grand dad then died during that week. Karl Normann Kaltwasser. Blessed be his Eternal Light.

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Luckily one of his daughters was there in Haugesund, with him and my grandma. He had been waiting to be allowed to die. So that was a relief, as well as sad, of course. For once I was not alone whilst receiving the message of someone in the family passing, so that was… nice… And my grandma sent me money for a plane ticket home for the funeral. Which moved me a lot. So I waved good bye to my mom and sisters on the Sunday, saying “See you Wednesday!” instead of “See you at christmas!”….

I have often been abroad when someone close died. And have not prioritized to go to the funeral. Thinking I could light a candle at home and be together with them in Spirit. What I have realized later on, though, is the importance of gathering with the other family members left behind. To be together in the grieving, to remember and honour the departed, and to learn about that persons life, actually, through the stories people tell at a funeral… So I wanted to go to this one. Even before my grandma sent me money. Plane made it a lot easier than my planned journey with train and ferry. (Which would have been much cheaper but taken a lot more time as well).

Tuesday was my youngest daughter´s first day of school! So that was a big day, and she was extremely proud and excited…

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Wednesday I flew to my childhood home town, spent a great evening talking with my mom and her fellow.

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Thursday was the funeral, in a beautiful chappel, where a woman played “O Mein Papa” on trumpet, which was a song my grand dad´s father actually used to play on his trumpet, hanging from a light pole on his way home from parties, goes the story….. It was very emotional to listen to that. From my seat, holding my sister´s hand, I could see three duos and a trio of family members embracing eachother. I will never forget that picture. Real care. Or how to put it. Seeking comfort from eachother. My pack. Proud to say I´m one of them.

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The round window, the cross and the dove are on the ceiling, right above the white, flower covered coffin…

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After the funeral we went and had coffee, sandwhiches and cake. Speeches. Lovely. Everyone from the holiday week was there, plus a handful more of us. Around 40 all together, I reckon. Fine hours.

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When that was finished, my childhood´s best friend picked me up, and I spent the night at her house. Fantastic to catch up, been way too long. Stayed with her until she took me to the airport next afternoon. (Annoying I didn´t take a selfie of us. Took a picture of her kids, though, to show my kids back home how much they´ve grown since we last saw them)! Brilliant children, I dig these three wonderful characters!

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On the airport I sat down at the gate and decided I now had time to check my Facebook messages. There, one of my good old mates said that she was sitting waiting for a plane to Copenhagen. As was I!! Just from a different airport! So of course we overjoyously agreed to meet at the airport in Copenhagen. Hahaaa…!

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How wicked is that?! We got an hour and a half together, a beer at the airport, and the train ride into town. Then I jumped off the train one station before her and swoosh, onto an other train back home. Arrived 21.30 (930 pm), and everyone was fast asleep. So I ate and went to bed.

Next day, Saturday, we dropped the kids off at our friends´ place to stay the night, whilst we drove to some other friends to celebrate the couple´s double 40th birthdays! Great food, great people, and great music with my husband´s Not Big Bot Band (I have written about them before on the blog)… Sadly I was so tired, I fell asleep in the middle of conversation on the coach! But hey. Forgivable after the weeks I had just lived through, huh?

Next day we picked the kids up and I just fell asleep most of the day.
Following day, up 0630 for school. And kindergarten. And then. Boom. Time to myself. To relax, be alone, do nada. Meaning doze and doze, until picking the kindergarten kid up again at 1 pm.

Wednesday and Thursday eve I had meetings with people and an ngo… Boy was I glad to see Friday arrive. Switch off that torturing alarm clock!

Today is Saturday and I have actually slept for 3 hours out here in my listening hut in the garden! So right now I´m feeling rather fresh. Just uploaded to Facebook an album of photos from the family week… wish I could share facebook posts straight over to my blog, but it doesn´t seem doable…

But yeah. So I put my 4-yearold to bed reading him a book and singing to him whilst scratching his back. And then I thought, NOW. I can finally update my blog again!!

So here I am now. Finding my feet after the eventful Summerweeks.

Now the blog is brought to the here. So I pause, and an other day soon, I will write that next blogpost, from the fantastic Fanø Free Folk Festival. Yup.

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Thankful ms. Doorslammer!

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Yesterday I put my new lovely phone/videocamera in the pocket of my coat, and tied the coat around my waist as it was hotter than I thought outside.

Went to the grocery store and picked up some biscuits etc, and jumped back into the car outside where my mate was waiting together with my two tiny tots (4 and 6 years old).

Happily slammed the door. “G-gang”. It would not shut! I looked down. Oh. My coat was in the way. Or…. my phone….
Oh-oooooh…… nooooooooooo……

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The panzer glass had scars. And the whole phone was bent!!

I could not remember if I had been clever enough to say yes to an insurance when I bought it.

So. I felt pretty down the rest of yesterday. It was just … departed. Crossed over. Dead as a dead dodo. A bygone.
The home button was very warm to the touch. That was the only sign of the wonderful life that had filled this little dream thingy, for the last one month, one week and one day of my life. Really. Exactly that long. Did it enthuse me.

Well.
So today I sailed on to the mainland and went and found my lovely salesman Anders. “So, what´s up?” He said as I entered. Remembering me. Oh how I just love real offline show with real human beings to talk to. “My phone has a big problem,” I explained. “I believe it is dead.”
I pulled it up from my rucksack and gave it to him.
“Wow.” He said. “Amazing! How did you do this?! Yes. It is very dead. Did you buy an insurance for it?”
“I don´t remembeeer…..”

He smiled empathically (and I braced myself for another one of those moments where I learn the consequences of my actions the hard way). Clicketiclick on his computer keys.

“Yes you are insured. I signed you up for one where the first three months are free of charge.”

Rarely have I felt so ecstatically grateful. I almost threw myself to the floor and kissed his feet! Honestly.

Sweet sweet joyous relief !!

And the simcard was´t broken. So. Yay for that extra plus.
Beneath the panzer glass external protection plastic shielding, the screen was actually undamaged! Bent as hell. Or as a banana. Or as someone extremely gay. But other than that just fine! A curved screen, looking spotless.

So.
I filed an insurance claim, and in 3 days I will hear from them and in another 3-14 days I can go pick up a new copy of my so highly desired good. My price will be 500 kr. (about 50 pounds). Which. Is a pleasure to pay for this accident, compared to what a new phone would cost if I had not had insurance. Ten times more. Meaning I could not afford to replace it, basically.

It is crazy to pay that much for a phone. And then. It´s not. Coz it´s not a phone to me. I hardly ever use it as that. It is my walkman (Yes, I am that old, yes), my check on facebook and email, messenger and sms. My communication device. The spider in my personal network. Centrepoint. It is also my camera, which I use a lot. And upload directly to my Youtube channel. It is my alarm clock, playing my favourite song as I wake up in the morning.

Yeah. You know what I´m talking about. We’re all in love with their niftiness, aren´t we.

It´s gonna be interesting to be without it for a couple of weeks actually. Healthy. To notice how much too much time I spend staring into its “eyes”…

Anyways. I´m so happy.

And today we celebrate midsummer´s night here, on the beach. So I will go join my youngness in their afternoon nap, so we can all stay up late and enjoy the bonfire together, as we hear their father sing and play his guitar in the background.

Life is Good.

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Fresh, it´s so fresh!

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This is me. Taken five minutes ago, max. By my brand sizzling new Rolls Royce of personal computers. I have been using a dinosaur pc for years and years. And years. Honestly. And now. This. I am almost drooling. Although I disagree fiercely with the company´s climate policy, and lack of customer service when it comes to repairing their products. The products are still the best. In my humble opinion.

Not to mention names and place support or recommendations. I am merely expressing the immense gratitude I feel for having received this top of the props equipment.

I feel like the groove in this old melody from my high school years:

And like this too:

With a bit of this on top:

YEAAAHHHH……

Must dash off now, picking´up kiddies in the kindergarten in ten minutes. Just had to update my blog now. Couldn´t wait. New horizons await. Such a pleasure to create with tools that work as they are supposed to. Sweet Relief. Oh the JOY!

Write you again soon.
Have an ACE day!

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