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Card Reading for 2017


Good morning. 4. of January 17. Stormy winds howling outside, woke me up early, providing me space for quiet alone-time.

And so I stumbled upon this video on Youtube. And knew half way into it, that it will go on my blog today. So here you are:

I have loved Doreen for some years. And I also, at some point last year, started following her weekly oracle card readings. I use tarot myself, so I know how, often, the readings´ meanings become more clear with time, in retrospect one can see clear concrete examples of a previous reading´s talked about events.

She may seem quirky, far out, airy fairy, weird. I don´t mind. I do too, probably, to some. It´s neither illegal nor dull or dumb. And what do labeling from others count for anyways?

She talks about God, “but” she makes sure to emphasise one can call “it” Source, Higher Self, Universe, Higher Power… and hence it´s non dogmatic. I personally have grown into embracing Jesus and the arch angels, I didn´t always, as I grew up in a bible belt and resented the hostile rejection I felt from the christians, of anyone who thought differently or just asked questions.

But that was then, and I have seen and learnt a lot through the passing years. I talk to Spirit Guides. I pray. In my own way. And I love the wise words of Jesus. As well as those of Buddha. And Lao Tsu.

Anyways. This is not meant to be a spiritual manifest, a declaration of my spiritual landscape. Or something. I just wanted to share with you this card reading. It is going to be a…challenging year… I feel this, and also did, before I saw this card reading.  Which doesn´t require clairvoyance. We know who is going to steer the nuke button in the wild west in a couple weeks time. So. That´s plenty knowledge to cause thoughts on a challenging time ahead of us. Also the DAPL conflict, the Indians versus Oil company/police in Dakota, is not finished business. And on and on.

I will keep watching Doreen´s weekly card readings when I feel the need to, and I will return to this reading for 2017 as we progress through this year, and see in what ways this reading clings true.

After reading tarot for 20 years myself… I bet it will do.



To Feel Good


I dreamt last night that I updated my blog with two excellent posts, and they were dead easy to write. And of course I don´t remember what those posts were about. Ha a-hAA.  Mother Universe plays pranks on me.

Well, then. I have just spent the last couple of hours out in my listening hut in the garden, behind the apple tree. With a great book written by Lars Muhl.  And half an excellent bottle of red wine.

And I´m feeling good…

I love Nina and her music. Total respect. Such strength. Such talent. My first child was born to her song “Here comes the sun”. She has a special place in my heart.

Now. What else makes me feel good, apart from her song about feeling good…

happiness is to not compare yourself

Hmmyeah… feels good to not compare myself to other people. That´s right.

make yourself a priority is necessity

Yups. This too plays a major role in my feeling good. Time alone with myself. Me, my Self and i.
Small i intended. And capital S. Meaning; it´s a spiritual refuelling thing, not an ego refuelling thing.

I read this book years ago, that said to take one´s inner child our for adventures. Like dates.
I can tell you, it works wonders for your feelgood-factor if you take this literally. As do I.

This video. It makes me feel good. Dancing does. Dancing like no one is watching. YEAH.

And of course we can´t even MENTION to feel good without everyone getting this line from this man on their inner movie screen / loudspeaker… :

!965… There is another video, where he is in some kind of skiing lodge, is it a clip from a movie? He´s in like a woolly sweater. Icelandic knitting tradition… check it out on Youtube… I just think it´s a bit too corny for me to paste it here, somehow… it´s worth seeing though. Handsome guy, James.

So. Feeling good.

gøy med baggasjevogn

Seeing my kids have fun, makes me feel good… Like here, in an airport somewhere…


And here, in a fish spa in Budapest with my eldest daughter… we felt very good as you can see…

never stop loving

This must be the bottom line. Never stop loving. If you want to feel good.

Simple but True. Don´t you agree?



Happiness, Compassion, Awareness


happiness is to not compare yourself

So true. We do not compare different kinds of trees and say one is better than the other. Our comparing ourselves to other people is… destructive!

happiness is not locked


To me, happiness equals meaning. To feel I have purpose makes me happy. That I am of use, of help, of value.
Happiness is easier when I avoid expectations.
And when I remind myself  that I am the maker of my happiness, no one else is responsible for it.

im not perfect



compassion is to share woundedness

Compassion is a relationship between equals. Sharing eachother´s darkness. Recognizing our shared humanity. Beautifully put, this.


to care is a weakness and a strength

I don´t think I would define the ability to care as a weakness. Other than that, this is a nice and useful statement.


feel what we say

I would say AND instead of “more often than we”, but. Yeah.
We should feel what we say and say what we feel.
White lies is ok, though, to avoid hurting someone unnecessarily. In my book that´s okay.


awareness behind tolle

Bottom line.
Mr. Tolle.
He is … extremely inspiring…


That was just a handful nice posters.

Wishing you a super Monday night, and a week filled with smiles and constructiveness.

Be happy, don´t worry!


10.01. David Bowie



bowie 2

The following morning, after I wrote in the night about the good Joni Mitchell… I got up, very tired of course, only because my eldest child starts school way too early every God blessed day…
Yeah, well.
I was sitting there with a coffeecup, scrolling my Facebook stream, and. A message from the son. That his father had died. 10.of January. two days after his 69.birthday, where he also relesed his album number 28 I think it was, or 29.?

David Bowie. He struggled with cancer the last 18 months. Very few knew.

david bowie

He is of course an icon, a legend and a unique artist, who has helped us understand the world and our selves these last 50 years or so. He is different from everything and all. In his use of theatrical characters from album to album. Showing us that self presentation is all about masks and costumes and plays with lines and scenes, and that we can create our personas freely, and over and over again play with or change our identity, or at least our personalities… self enactment? Is that a word?

Myself I have never gotten that deeply into Bowies music. Ok, hits like Rebel Rebel, and Major Tom to ground control… (that album was great all the way through… ) But it didn´t grip my soul like for example Roger Waters´ “Amused to death” did… maybe I was just a tad bit too young for Bowie…

It is fantastic that he celebrates his birthday with an album release 08. of Jan, knowing he is dying, and then gets soaring reviews Saturday and leaves earth on Sunday. Elegant, is the word I am tempted to use. Not that he planned it, maybe not. Though who knows? But.

He went through with his project, and then he let go.

Although, his producer says  that Bowie demoed five new songs for another album… so he hadn´t drawn his creative full stop.
I hope they will allow those demoes to come out.
Let me give you the music video of his new album´s title track:

It´s a whole short film isn´t it.
Disturbing. With his bandaged face. Button (?) eyes. The shaking, serious, empty-look black man – white man – woman dance…

The lyrics.


In the villa of Ormen, in the villa of Ormen
Stands a solitary candle, ah-ah, ah-ah
In the centre of it all, in the centre of it all
Your eyes

On the day of execution, on the day of execution
Only women kneel and smile, ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, at the centre of it all
Your eyes, your eyes


In the villa of Ormen, in the villa of Ormen
Stands a solitary candle, ah-ah, ah-ah
In the centre of it all, in the centre of it all
Your eyes

Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)

How many times does an angel fall?
How many people lie instead of talking tall?
He trod on sacred ground, he cried loud into the crowd
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar, I’m not a gangstar)

I can’t answer why (I’m a blackstar)
Just go with me (I’m not a filmstar)
I’m-a take you home (I’m a blackstar)
Take your passport and shoes (I’m not a popstar)
And your sedatives, boo (I’m a blackstar)
You’re a flash in the pan (I’m not a marvel star)
I’m the Great I Am (I’m a blackstar)

I’m a blackstar, way up, on money, I’ve got game
I see right, so wide, so open-hearted pain
I want eagles in my daydreams, diamonds in my eyes
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)

Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre then stepped aside
Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried
(I’m a blackstar, I’m a star’s star, I’m a blackstar)

I can’t answer why (I’m not a gangstar)
But I can tell you how (I’m not a film star)
We were born upside-down (I’m a star’s star)
Born the wrong way ‘round (I’m not a white star)
(I’m a blackstar, I’m not a gangstar
I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar
I’m not a pornstar, I’m not a wandering star
I’m a blackstar, I’m a blackstar)

In the villa of Ormen stands a solitary candle
Ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, your eyes
On the day of execution, only women kneel and smile
Ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, your eyes, your eyes


“Something happened on the day he died. Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside.”

“he trod on sacred ground, he cried loud into the crowd” …

“Just go with me (I’m not a filmstar)
I’m-a take you home (I’m a blackstar)
Take your passport and shoes (I’m not a popstar)
And your sedatives, boo (I’m a blackstar)
You’re a flash in the pan (I’m not a marvel star)
I’m the Great I Am (I’m a blackstar)”

A man facing his death wrote this. I cry when I meet this movie.
It really touches me. And I feel respect for his way of expressing his facing with his body´s end, like this. In melody and words. And in theatrical film on top of it, himself being the lead character.
Come on. How strong can a human get? Not much stronger than David shows us here.

I so want to know what that disturbing shaking means. And Blackstar.


Things come and go, and we must trust that all is as supposed to be.

To me this video is about Syria. Our new planetarian emergency situation.

Seems (to me) he only managed to get two videos made for his new album.
This is the one I saw first:


Lazarus (David Bowie)

Look up here, I’m in heaven

I’ve got scars that can’t be seen

I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen

Everybody knows me now

Look up here, man, I’m in danger

I’ve got nothing left to lose

I’m so high it makes my brain whirl

Dropped my cell phone down below

Ain’t that just like me

By the time I got to New York

I was living like a king

Then I used up all my money

I was looking for your ass

This way or no way

You know, I’ll be free

Just like that bluebird

Now ain’t that just like me

Oh I’ll be free

Just like that bluebird

Oh I’ll be free

Ain’t that just like me

That video makes me cry as well. Not because I was a huge fan of David´s. I wasn´t really. I just knew he was great. But here. Making these videos as a dying man. Allowing us to look into his eyes.
So intense. Both sound and words. And him. Never seen anything like this. So grateful.

You know I am very interested in  death and dying, right?

Read my post http://dealing with death

Also in several of the posts in the category Vocal Sound Therapy I write about death… how I had a client who was dying, the meeting with her.

And in a later post, I wrote about how I would like to help people in their death process… to work in hospice maybe…

David he does something very special in giving us this album. Accept my deepest thank you, David.

I have read a lot of analyzing articles these last few days about his album. And life. In the light of his passing.

Here is the one that has given me the most. It is alas in Danish. Maybe it will get English subtitles later.
His is a name to notice. A pop musician turned spiritual teacher. Lars Muhl. His site Cosma Porta has many videos in English also.

Here he speaks about David, and his last two videos. In context of Jungian archetypes. especially that of Lazarus.

​Yeah… very interesting, what he has to say… Don´t want to translate into English here and now.  Just watch that space. Lars Muhl. Worth listening to. About a lot of things to do with spirituality.

I will finish this post with a couple of his eminent songs, that I remember from growing up:




You’ve got your mother in a whirl
She’s not sure if you’re a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair’s alright
Hey babe, let’s go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they’re playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I’m wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on

Rebel Rebel, you’ve torn your dress
Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel Rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Don’t ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo …….








Thank you for all you have been and all you have seen, David.

Enjoy the Freedom Now.


January Thoughts



Yeah… I will move in the direction of these…

I´m always very careful with resolutions. I avoid making promises that   I´m not sure if I can keep.

The new year has started, and on Monday my husband is going back to work after having been home since October! He worked so much previously, that he could take all this time off!
It has been a gift. To be two adults in the household. Making both of us free to go for errands etc. without finding support for the children in the meantime… The little ones have hardly been to kindergarten. Instead we have hung out at home, they have learnt some piano playing actually, they have come with us to the dentist, or grocery store, library, or to the public indoor pool…

Appreciation. Gratitude. Is the healthy attitude.

I consciously try to count my blessings, and my victories, more than finding faults, noticing what is lacking.

I also say to myself “choose your battles”, when I get upset about daily life details. Some things are worth being stubborn about. Most things are not.

Dr.Phil has a good one: “Do you want to be right or do you want to be happy?!”


I love January. With its introspectedness, its calm and quiet rhythm of non action.
It fels empty, open. The old is over with. Before us lies the new, possibilities, opportunities, hope.
It is also a perfect time for creating expressions. Poems, songs, edit video, plan projects. Somehow a pregnant time of year, to use that metaphor.

u are worthy always

Yeah… acceptance…of one´s self and one´s situation, surroundings… central. Self worth. What do we have if we don´t have that? And yet, so many of us struggle with it. Not feeling that we are good enough.

We work with that feeling in our vocal sound therapy. “Sing ourselves free” from old wounds, traumas, damaging self images… out with the old, and in with new ways of understanding oneself, building one´s identity on new elements… Very efficient method, to use one´s own voice for the liberation.

Probably sounds a bit cryptic. If you want to read about it in depth, get hold of the book just translated into English: “The note from Heaven”. (Danish; Tonen fra Himlen). By my teacher, Githa Ben-David.

What else is there to say in the here and now…?


soft heart is courageous

Important to remember in these turbulent times… something is definitely changing on our planet. With the migration away from the drought areas and wars, into Europe… Europe´s shameful reaction of no reaction, building barbed wired fences in individual countries instead of standing up and helping our brothers and sisters in their desperate need for safety. Who would have thought this is what Europe would look like in a humanitarian crises, which is even created in part by Europe itself. Through participation in the wars in the middle east, and through cutting UN funds for aid …

But. Yes. Keep your heart strong and courageous, hence soft. Meet refugees as the equal human beings that they are. And know that what you give out, is what comes back to you. Treat people well, and you will yourself be rewarded. Very simple. Treat people aggressively, and they will answer with aggression. Trust begets trust. Right now it takes so little, to help refugees and receive their immense gratitude. How would you prefer for someone to treat you if you were in their situation? That´s the way to treat them! It is not hard to understand!


every religion teaches kindness

In fact, every religion says the same about this: Treat others as you yourself want to be treated.


Yeah… The new year… We are moving into the new, for sure… unknown challenges ahead… or history in repetition… I have been an anti racist all my life, joining organizations for peace and equality between the sexes, between the “races”, between gays and heteros…  I didn´t think our evolution would be turning in this direction, like this, and now. I thought that ok, history repeats itself , so the social sciences say, but. Not this soon after the holocaust. No. I did not think so.


comes back to u treatment

Yeah…. apart from these thoughts, it´s pretty quiet so far, my January. I have had 3 sound clients. And have seen friends and relaxed with my family. There blows a fresh breeze from Sibiria as we speak. So we stay indoors mostly. The wind makes the temperature minus 20 degrees celcius, I read somewhere! V-v-v-v-v-very c-c-c-c-c-coooold-d-d-d.

Here is a photo of our dear Fanø ferry, a day or two ago… And with this image I bid you fare well.

fanøfærge i is


Guided Youtube Meditations


Hello… on the 29. of December.

I realize that to most people, today is an ordinary working day Tuesday. Us who have kids, and are lucky enough to be off from work, are still in christmas holiday mode. Eating turkey leftovers and cookies… Taking the kids out to christmas parties in the town halls…

I have been taking time to myself these last few days. Gone out into my Listening Hut in the garden to write. And draw. And listen to Prince, Leonard Cohen and vintage dub. There is this story I have been writing on for two years. It´s been standing still for some months. Then suddenly, these last couple of days, it´s moving! Very exciting. I wake up in the middle of the night, needing to write and stuff. Love it when that happens. It´s a story about a girl whose mother dies. Maybe it will be a long story, maybe not. Maybe it will be published and maybe not. I just enjoy writing it.

I have also been enjoying guided meditations on Youtube. I just love the luxury of lying down under my duvet, plenty of pillows, and then just lie and listen to a voice guiding me into deep relaxation, and then to meet Guardian Spirits or relatives who have crossed over. I have done Doreen Virtue’ s Angel Meditations lately. Thre are lots of different ones. The 4-5 I have tried have all been good. Quite mindblowing, the effect they have on me. Don´t know if they do on everybody. But I react strongly. And feel very good after every session with Doreen and the angels.

What is an angel and do they exist? I don´t know and I don´t know. I just keep myself open and allow my mind to rest and allow my spirit to float around in the universe the voice builds for it to travel within. I don´t need to know, nor to believe in anything. I just as always refuse to close my mind and say that anything is impossible. Because nothing is. And for a small human being to claim that what it does not know can not exist… to me that´s just a sign of ignorance. And I don´t need to make myself more ignorant than I already am.

I will link here to some of the meditations I have used.

Try it out if you feel like it.


This one I did this afternoon. Surprisingly strong.

This one is by a different person. I´ve used his meditations too a few times.
Both his ones, and Doreen´s, have been viewed hundreds of thousands of times!
So I guess I´m not as special and on my own as I sometimes feel, huh.
Thank Goodness for that.      🙂

How I found these meditations? I seeked and I found, of course. Hahaha… I searched on Youtube. “Spirit guide meditation”…. “guided meditation” ….” Higher Self”… “To help sleep…” “Deep relaxation”…

The first one I ever tried, was Yoga Nidra. On a cd, in 2007. There seems to be lots of different versions on youtube of yoga nidra these days.

Here´s one example. Which I have not listened to. But. Let it serve as an example and find a different version that suits you better if you feel like it.

I have to go now. A guest arrived.
Seize ya later!



Christmas Day


So. Here in Scandinavia we celebrate christmas eve, the 24. It starts when waking up, the children find their stockings filled with candy and little presents that Santa has brought in the night while they were asleep. Nothing like starting the day with eating candy! Only this one morning a year. I remember it fondly.

Then christmas eve is actually a very long long day, of waiting. To open the presents. Which happens after tv cartoons, possibly a visit to the church, cookie eating, then  dinner in the evening. After dessert, and dishwashing. After dancing around the christmas tree singing carols and other christmas songs,

Then. Presents are opened. At last. One by one. Everybody eager to see what the other ones receive. Eager to see if what they give, is a success, brings a smile, a hug, a heartfelt thank you… the joy of giving. Is the greatest meaing of gift exchange. Which is natural for the children. They just need to be guided, so they can pay attention to more than their own excitement over receiving their own presents.

It´s a happy frenzy, it´s an adrenalin kick, it´s laughter and outbursts and wonderful fun.

My little 3-yearold son lasted until 11 pm last night before he asked to go to bed! Normally he wants to go to bed 8 pm. My 5-yearold daughter and me, we went upstairs at midnight and immediately fell asleep on her double mattress bed. Leaving my 11-yearold and her grownup sister playing with their new finger nail equipment at the kitchen table. Sweet! 🙂

This morning, my son woke us up at 7 am. me and the three kids downstairs, making a sitting space on the sofa between hills of presents and colourful wrapping paper…  Cups of tea…

The beginning of the first day of christmas. Which, when I lived in Wales, was when we would open presents and start our christmas family celebrations. But in Scandinavia, it is a day of rest. Probably the most quiet and restful day of the entire year. Only matched by 1. of January.

It´s a day spent looking closer at all the nice items unwrapped the night before. A day for turkey leftovers, and naps and finding batteries for the new toys that of course came without batteries included…

We are so lucky that we have really sweet neightbours all around our little house. So. This morning my husband actually thought the bakery would be open! (Which to me is a very strange thing to believe). Hence, all of a sudden we were standing there with no bread for breakfast. Then entered our neighbour, in her morning gown, coffee cup in hand! She asked: “Do you have any milk? Need milk for my coffee…!”

And we had a whole litre to spare. So that was great. Then my husband asked if she had any spare bread, maybe, to lend us? “Yeah, sure…! Come on over, I know I have some in my freezer….”

That´s proper christmas anecdote material, isn´t it?   🙂


My husband played a lot of piano today, the two young-ones were over at their neighbour-friend’ s place, and at some point, my eldest daughter and I decided to go out to my ListeningHut in the garden, with colouring books and her new crayons she got from her great grandma for christmas.

We shared a couple of hours there, listening to music, talking quietly.

Then the two little-ones joined us. My hut is only 2 by 2 metres big. So I gave them my seat, and stood up myself, dancing to the music. Gave them my journal to draw in, and my… hmmm… glockenspiel in German… Well. Here´s a photo, I´m sure you know it when you see it.

lyttehytten LF og V jul 15

And one of Lava:

lyttehytten L jul 15

It was truely a couple of golden hours for all four of us.

Now Linus-Ferdinand has gone to sleep. 7 pm! Catching up on that late night he had last night.
Lava is making pancakes in the kitchen. For all the guests tomorrow. Where all five kids will be here, plus two inlaw-“kids” and a grand-child age 2. Will be wonderful to be all of us together again.

I have a moviedate on the sofa with my husband at 11 tonight as well. So.
I am lucky.

Christmas isn´t just easy, emotionally. It is our first christmas at home without my mother-inlaw. Who passed away so shockingly 30.of September 2014.
Spells of sadness and tears several times yesterday. Lit a candle for her…
Though that´s small stuff compared to the sorrows many face at christmas. Living alone. Or spending time with their toxic families…

Ideally. I wish everyone could have a first day of christmas like we had today. If not possible on this exact date, then at some other date in the year. Just some day where everything rests. A day in peaceful harmony. Space for dad to play the piano for hours. Space for mom to go sleep for a while. Space for mom and kids to go into the gardenhut and hang out until they feel it´s time to do something else.
Freedom. Harmony. Calm, inner quiet. Joy.

It charges my batteries. Soothes my Spirit. And then some.



Christmas Music


The month of December is a time for christmas music, isn´t it. At least for me it is.

Having had kids for the last 11 years of my life, I´m totally out of touch with all the new christmas songs that have probably been made the last decade. Yes, of course I know it´s ridiculous to blame the kids for this. Hahaha… all I would have to do is switch on a radio. Which is a habit I have not had since my twenties. But. Which I am planning to rekindle in the near future. I just seem to prefer putting on a cd of my own choice. I feel my mood and then. Leonard Cohen comes on, or The Kinks, or Syd Barret, or Prince, or Lee Perry or Nina Simone or.


is the main, major, number one christmas song for me. I just never tire of it. Maybe because the year it came out (1984) I was a huge fan of many of the contributing artists. And it was brand new to be able to see them on tv, imagine – a music video!!! Plus the lyrics are right up my street, of compassion with the suffering, to help the hungry…

Of course you have guessed which one it is.

Band Aid. Splendid name. Paul Young. Boy George. George Michael. Bono. Simon le Bon. Sting. Phil Collins. Spandeau Ballet. Duran Duran. Culture Club. Ultravox. Wham. Rick Parfit and his mate…they sang that eye opening song “You´re in the army now”… Status Quo! Of course.
There are a few women present as well. No clue what their names are! Hahaha… but I know the names and the music of all the British pop star men there. Many of them were plastered on my wall, posters ripped out of the German pop magazine Bravo. (I spent all my pocket money on Bravo).
And Bob Geldof. Sir.
Wonderful work.
I hope the money that this song still earns, 31 years later, still go to help the starving.

Another classic christmas song for my generation is of course this one:

What can I say about that one. Back then, to me, it was a fresh view into adult issues. Broken hearts, being in love. A subject that took up a lot of my mindspace, I was 12. Just waking up to teen life of boys and politics (justice, solidarity). Those two words in the brackets, by the way,  are song titles from Little Steven, which was my greatest hero. Making music that spoke to my heart and soul. But I will get back to him in an other post.

Christmas music.
This album from 1987 was the one my father always put on whilst we were waiting for christmas. Sissel Kyrkjebø from Bergen. The then so young girl, with the voice of pure shimmering gold. The whole album is totally christmas vibed for me. Thanks to my dad. Who crossed over 26/10 2010. Bless his light. We miss him even more at christmas time.

Then there is this one. Here in a version by one of Norway´s most famous choirs. Does this song exist in English, or have they just made a translation of the lyrics into English? I don´t know.

Choir music is christmas-y, isn´t it. By nature. I almost said. By culture. Church culture. Christmas is a christian thing after all, and in Scandinavia all children go to church with their kindergarten or school before christmas and hear the christmas story of jesus being born, and sing the christmas psalms. Also, many families go to church christmas eve. Many only go that one time a year. Like myself.

After I came to Denmark, I also have some Danish christmas music, of course,  that I enjoy hearing again every December.

This is Treenighedskirkens Drenge- og Mandskor. My bonus-son (Husband´s son) Kasper is there, for this 50. anniversary concert they gave last December. (See my blogpost for a description of that concert).

Kasper is standing at the back row, a little to the left of the middle. My husband has an album of christmas songs with this choir, from when Kasper was just a wee lad. He travelled with the choir to California alone at the tender age of nine. It is one of the best schools for song in all of Denmark, this choir.

Which reminds me. Of the boy´s choir in Norway, which always “sings christmas in” on Norwegian television on the afternoon of christmas eve. Sølvguttene. The Silverboys. With their amazing voices:

Here they are joined by Morten Harket, whome I´m sure you know from the Norwegian popband A-ha.
He presents them with a price for having sold… I don´t know how many, but many! Records.

What else have we got?

Oh yes,  I was on about Danish christmas music. There must be a lot. But the one album that I love is “Anne Linnets Jul”. Anne Linnet is a singer songwriter. Jul means christmas. Like “youletide”. Juletid.

Can only find one of the songs on that album on youtube… so that´s the one you get: White Christmas:
(Lyrics go: “Wonder if we get a white christmas this year… wonder if we get snow…wonder if there will peace now, this year…as a light we can feel deep in our hearts…wonder if we will have a white christmas this year…”)

But okay. Then there is this groovy version of the beautiful hymn. Me I love to dance. So. Give me the joyful, soulful and triumphant…chrístmas tunes. – No blasphemy intended –

Boney M. LOVE Boney M.

And then there´s this one:
Rockin´ around the christmas tree…

Oh and of course this one… (I did live in Wales for a few years after all. 1994-1999…)
Hmmmm…. Searching for a song by Rod Stewart (or at least sung by him)… was it Rudolph? Can´t find it. Memory slips me. I could choose his “Let it snow let it snow let it snow” instead, but. It´s kind of long and dreary, in all it´s niceness and in spite of my immense love for snow…

What else, what else…

HAH. I knew I could trust in mr. Elvis:

(Love those ads by the way. Greenlanders going to The Canary Islands for winter holiday on the beach).

Right. Then I came to think of “And so it is christmas…” By my beloved John Lennon. Found it on youtube and expected… I don´t know. But this is the official video for the song. Which makes me cry. (War is over) is part of the song´s title. These are war images of crying people.

What is christmas about if it is not about wanting peace. Wanting love to rule between us humans.
One thing is to enjoy celebrating and affirimng the bonds of love with our near and dear ones.
But what about the rest of us. Humanity. The Human Race. We are One. And we cultivate violence. We do! We are collectively insane!
The war is not over, is it. The terror is spiralling to ever new heights and levels of evil.

This video does give me the christmas spirit. Of compassion, empathy, wanting to reach out and embrace and help. The rest of us. Not the others. Our siblings. That our countries bomb.

Not in my name.

Watch this if you want to. It hurts. But it´s the truth. And it is a message central to christmas.

Wow. Where do I go from here. So we can return to our front rooms of mandarins and nuts and fireplaces and gift wrapping… our safety and cosiness… without feeling guilty, or down, grieving the state of our world… ?

Is there such a song out there? A happy, uplifting song, maybe even funny, which still holds the message of human compassion and peace in it? I don´t know if I have ever heard it. If you have, please write me a comment, I would just love to know it.

Let me search and see what I can find to round this blogpost up and leave us feeling okay / good.

Remember this?
Tomteland… they must be in Sweden then… Norway´s beloved big brother neighbour to the east.

One more.

Cutypie Michael. I do miss him.

Oh and this one. A list of 200 songs! Motown christmas songs. The Temptations, Stevie Wonder, Al Green, Whitney Houston, The Four Tops, Marvin Gaye, The Supremes, Lionel Richie, Otis Redding… All Good Stuff.

I realize I could go on for a very long long time here…

Here is one that is from before I was born, I think. Alf Proysen was a very productive singer songwriter from Norway. He sings his own song here. “Julekveldsvise”. Christmas eve song.
Lovely lyrics.

Found an English translation fro the lyrics. Here you are:


Translator Unknown

Words: Julekveldsvise, Alf Proysen, Norway

Music: Arnljot Høyland

1. Now we have washed the floor, and we have carried wood.
The birds have got their sheaf of grain and we have trimmed the tree.
Let’s sit down here and rest, now, and take a little pause,
While I rock the cradle, so your brother gets a nap.

2. Now to the window pull up the bench, let us rest a spell;
We’ll search to find the Christmas star, wherever she might be.
the brightest of them all, it is so clear and grand.
You’ll see it o’er the rooftop where midwife Matja lives.

3. So good and kind that star is; it winks now, can you see?
And now I want to tell you more, so listen carefully:
The first time that she shone, she formed a bridge so bright,
Connecting earth to heaven, and a  manger and a cow.

4. So small and good the baby was, who in the cradle lay.
His mama took good care of him; his papa stood and smiled,
While shepherd boys around him did scurry back and forth.
They brought their little lambs, for the tiny boy to see.

5. And even the three Wisemen, they rode for many days,
Though no one knew the way, or to which place they were to go.
The Christmas star shone brightly as it moved across the sky.
Not getting lost, they found Him; the star had been their guide.

6. That night was the first time, the Christmas star shed light
Now watch it radiating on all  the peoples of our world.
Whatever happens to us, the lofty star stays bright.
You’ll find her oe’r the rooftop where midwife-Matja lives.


Of course, in Norwegian the lines rhyme. But.
Content is the essential aspect to grasp the meaning.

Do I end this Christmas Song journey here?

I know I said I would finish up like 5-6 songs ago…. hahahaha….

There is Kalle the snowman… The old Norwegian Mouse song… Children´s christmas songs…

Here is a medley of different old Norwegian christmas songs… with an interesting visual side, showing Norwegian christmasy landscapes and traditions… and Donald Duck! … (In Norway, every year the christmas eve morning, there is this old Disney christmas show that all the children watch…)

Right. All good things must come to an end. Let me then. Finish up. With my favourite christmas psalm. With the most wonderful lyrics of all.

Dejlig er Jorden. It is a Danish hymn. Translated into Norwegian, so I always thought it is a Norwegian hymn. Internet says it´s also translated into English, and given the title “Beauty Around Us”. Trying to find an English version on youtube, but it´s hard. Let me see if i can find the lyrics at least. Here, first, is the song, in a version by Norwegian Kurt Nilsen (World Idol winner) og Christel Alsos.

Found English lyrics:

Dejlig er jorden
Komponist: Schlesisk, 18. årh. Tekst: B. S. Ingemann, 1850

Beauty around us,
Glory above us,
Lovely is earth and the smiling skies,
Singing we pass along
Pilgrims upon our way
Through these fair lands to Paradise.

Ages are coming,
Roll on and vanish,
Children shall follow where fathers passed.
Never our pilgrim song,
Joyful and heaven born,
Shall cease while time and mountain last.

First to the shepherds
Sweetly the angels
Sang it at midnight, a song of morn:
Glory to God on high,
Peace and good will to men
Today is Christ, our saviour, born!

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Merry Christmas Everyone.

Let Love Rule.



To Heal


In my native tongue Norwegian, to heal literally means “to make whole”. “Spread wholeness”. Which is a nice and concrete description. As healing is exactly that; to help something or someone become whole again. Return to the natural undisturbed state of being.

Last Saturday, the 12. of the 12., I became a certified healer. Vocal sound therapist. Finishing two years of studying Githa Ben-David´s method of “singing long tones on people”, giving the sound that the client´s body resonnates with.

Here is a clip from youtube where you can see her working. She speaks in Danish, but. Still. Informative. The client regains some of his previously lost hearing!

Well. That´s my teacher. She sparks and glows and inspires. Now her trilogy about sound healing has been translated into English, and she will start new sound healing classes both in Denmark, England, Ireland and Holland this upcoming year 16. You can read much more about her and her healing method under my blog´s category “Vocal Sound Therapy”.

Well. Here is a short clip I made from our certification ceremony last saturday.

The audience of friends and family members, were instructed in how to make the “tone from heaven”, and then they stood up and formed a singing channel, which each of us students walked through, singing, ending up by our teacher, to receive our certificates and an encouraging remark. Very meaningful and beautiful. After the happening, we shared the visitors´ gifts of ecological sweets and fruit, together with them, downstairs in the church where we had turned a big room into a simple cafeteria setting. Appreciation. Reciprocity. Enjoyment.

Being a healer. The archetype is a vast one to grow into. It takes time. I am taking it step by step I´m having people on my massage table, giving them sound and seeing if it can help them. They become surprised, very relaxed, some see inner images, symbols… many fall asleep… My fellow students / my fresh colleagues in this field; some of them cure tinnitus after tinnitus, some help people with insomnia (problems sleeping), some help autistic kids, and Adhd kids find inner calm, a peace within themselves.
Ulcers have diminished as well. Hearing has been regained. It seems to have a good effect on stress symptoms.

It is a pioneer field. Githa does scientific research together with scientists and medical doctors when they approach her and ask if they may try to measure effects. Githa also appears on Danish television when they ask her to. In one programme a client was linked up to measuring equipment in a hospital, and the doctors were surprised to see a strong effect on the client´s blood pressure, and on the vagus nerve.

The body consists of so much water. We know that sound vibrations have effect on water. Maybe does the sound help the cells return to their natural, healthy frequency. We don´t know exactly. Yet.

I am so grateful for being a part of this new field, to be one of the lucky ones to explore the effects of the method. I will walk forward one client at the time, I can not promise results but I can promise I will do my best. And then we will see.

we rise by lifting others

Yes. It is such a win win thing to give. I ask for Light and Love, and let the energy flow through me. So I receive it as well. I always feel so joyful and energized after giving a sound session. Mindblown.   🙂

The feeling can be illustrated like this, maybe :    🙂

healing energy coming through

Healing is a big word. Taken to mean so many different things. Religious things as well. But it´s all really about finding some kind of inner balance, isn´t it? To feel whole… at rest… fearless… healthy in mind, body and spirit.  In Balance. Natural. Peaceful.

We use the word in so many ways. To heal old wounds, hurts, to heal relationships…

In four days it is christmas eve. And to me christmas is a healing time. A time to show love, show care. To be gentle, considerate, to give.

To many of us it is hard to spend all that intense time together with the family members we try to avoid contact with the rest of the year… Christmas is not an easy time.
Yet it can still be a healing time. Though difficult, it can give positive surprises, that would not have been possible if we did not try to get together, try once more to approach and to show care to those we have in our innermost circle.

“The wounded healer” is a book I will read in the new year. About Jung. About how we can, through our own woundedness, know how to help others in their healing processes.

Time to heal the world as well. To quote that wonderful song by Michael jackson. A true christmas spirit song, at least in my book it is. Time to give to the homeless, to the hungry Africans, to the refugees on Lesbos… Such an unbalanced time we live in right now. All the suffering. Can make us feel powerless.

I finish here.  Wishing each and every one of you  a peaceful, happy christmas.  Share some care, everwhere!

I was going to post MJ´s song here from youtube, but the visuals are so full of tanks and KKK and nazis and barbed wire…. makes me sick to my stomach.

So, please go and  find the song on a cd instead, or Spotify or whatever you use as your music source.

I finish with these two images instead of that disturbing music video. Let´s heal ourselves and go get help when we see we that need it.
And let us together heal the world.

fredsmerke med notesirkel

MJU heal the world


New Beginnings


It´s early evening. My husband is playing christmas carols on the piano downstairs. I am thank Goodness almost well again after 3 days of no sleep and lots of sneezing and coughing.

It´s a special week. Quite non busy, compared to my regular schedule. Then on the other hand, busy in unexpected ways.

I have helped a newly arrived Syrian refugee fill in his “family reunion” papers, for one. 84 pages of questions. In Danish. Quite a task. But interesting. Tomorrow we are finally ready so he can send it. It takes 3 months before the right office looks at it in Copenhagen. They are very busy. So many Syrians in Denmark suddenly. You know.

He is a lovely person, and I am sure his wife and two little daughters are lovely as well. I hope they can come soon. Knowing they are left behind in that war zone makes me stressed. Even though I don´t know them. Just the thought of children living in a war zone…

eye for eye whole world blind

Well. I am just counting on his reunification going through and they come and we get to know eachother. Any other thought is unwelcome. It does not help to worry.

I want to see all children happy and at peace. Like these:


baby and puppies

garden bath tub

Other than helping him fill in all those papers, I am preparing to go to Copenhagen on Friday for my last course weekend in my 2 year long education as vocal sound therapist under the eminent leadership of Githa Ben-David. We will practice on Friday and then we´ve invited family and friends to come attend our ceremony / concert on Saturday. I know it will feel overwhelming, moving, sad and solemn and proud and empowering to me. Us students will all be dressed in white. We will be singing our long tones standing in a circle around the audience. We will show them different things that we have learnt. We will receive our diplomas.

It has been such a life changing journey, this course. Never have I felt part of a group like this one, either. Like I have talked about in my other blogposts in the category Vocal Sound Therapy.


This photo is from one of the two places we have been meeting for course weekends. What a place. Audonicon, is the building´s name.The other place is where we will meet for our final meeting on Friday. An old church in Copenhagen. Very special place too. God I´m gonna really miss our gatherings!

“The only constant in life is change.” Said the Greek philosopher Heraklit. Which is true.

It is nice to finish something. Full circle. Step up onto the new level.

There has been a couple of other first time things / people too, coming into my life, this week. Not things I feel to tell the whole world. But just to say that… there is a time for everything, also for new beginnings. And many times, the new emerges in groups… several incidents of the same kind of change, happening simultaneously… Fascinates me.

A friend of mine also received her Gohonzon actually, this week.


I don´t know if you know about the buddhist group Soka Gakkai? I have been chanting with them sporadically for a good handful years now. I really love it. The chanting, the meaning, the people, their purpose. Being present at my friend´s receival of Gohonzon, made me feel for the first time that I too might actually want one in my own home. To make it be a more regular practice.

I don´t have a religion to convert from. Nor do I enjoy being a member in exclusive clubs. But Soka Gakkai is not excluding anything in any way. It is very open for individual interpretation. Of course I agree with the Lotus Sutra; that we create our own consequences in life. Nam Myo Ho Renge Kyo means something to the extent that “I take full responsibility for my thoughts, words and actions, and I believe in the Law of cause and effect.”

Sorry if I sound… too loose… I could google this and paste some serious sentences from Wikipedia or better, from Soka Gakkai´s homepage.

I don´t allow myself this informal description to say that I am casual about it. On the contrary I have the uttermost respect for this peace building and empowering spiritual movement. I just value so deeply their generosity for people to form their own meaning around the practicing. And my informal description symbolizes the joy I feel for being given this freedom. I´m allergic to dogma. Soka Gakkai is non dogmatic. I am grateful for their ways.


Chanting feels immensely good to me. And I agree with the Soka Gakkai buddhism. And zen. And taoism. And esoteric christendom. And don´t forget I am a spiritist, deeply into communication with the loved ones who have crossed over. Like I have said many times:

Love is My Religion.



nature is my temple


New beginnings. New relationships. New ways of doing things.

Time will tell what will be. All I can do is follow the flow and grow.