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What travelling gives me


It´s 05 am. Been awake since 04. Still jetlagged. Not badly but. Gone to bed last two days knackered at 8 pm. I then woke at midnight, slept on and off, and wide awake since 04.

I don´t mind at all. Returning home after a month in Asia, jetlag makes the transition smoother somehow. Dazed, walking from room to room in this castle (compared to having lived in one room the five of us, for 4 weeks)… emptying suitcases and filling and emptying the washing machine every two hours… It feels nice.

I will write another post about Vietnam impressions, I think. But I need to load photos into mac first, and.

Right now I just feel to write about the effect of taking a month travelling.
I think I will go for list form again. Helps me think.

1. It is relationship developing. Team building.
And strengthens both the group as a whole, and the bonds between each individual. I am a lot stronger connected to my 7 yearold now. And her and her 5 yearold brother too, have a noticably greater understanding for eachother. Our 12 yearold as well. A lot more peaceful after being heard and seen so closely in environment undisturbed by friends and school teachers.
There is much better balance between my husband and myself. And as we have had to resolve all ocurring issues in front of the kids, they also have a strengthened understanding of who he and I are, and how we work together.
Travelling for length of time and going somewhere where not everything is laid out from start and taken care of by tour guides… it is the best investment, in family life of parents with children, in my book.

2. I have changed.
My focus was shifted and hence I discovered new distances to some things, and a need to walk further in certain directions. It was very helpful for me to turn data roaming off and only relate to facebook in wifi free areas. (Reception area of resorts, and some restaurants). I discovered that reading about Danish politics stresses me. So I shall do as little of that as possible in the time ahead. Not because I don´t care, but because I care deeply and feel strongly, and it is difficult for me to accept I can´t change the grave mistakes politicians are making these days.

3. I met a mystic
who… taught me a lot in 2-3 hours in a small hostel lobby in Hanoi. He is an elderly man who travels in Asia 6 months a year, giving workshops in something called family contellations. A reiki master, tantra master, engineer (!), psychotherapist and philosopher. Of education. I can´t quite explain what he said and did and what it meant to me. But it… is a big deal. I will practice the exercises he showed me. And research a couple of thinkers´ theories. Most importantly, certain realizations just clicked into place within me, and… has given me… new perspectives to work from.

4. Learning about cultural differences
especially together with kids. Is so… eye opening. “They do it differently here.” Everything. And things we take for granted at home, simply are not part of these people´s lives. And vice versa. Bargaining the prices. Toilet routines. People thinking the kids look exotic and asking them to pose with them in selfies. People who are unfamiliarily helpful, warm and funny, or get offended without us knowing what the bleep was the issue. All very eye opening, increasing consciousness about the world and our place in it.

5. Leaning about nature´s variety
The sounds and the smells of a jungle. The heat of the sunrays. The huge ants, and beetles. If you leave something sugary out on the porch, there will be an insect party there in the morning. The humidity. Nothing dries, everything is moist and it doesn´t matter coz it´s warm and no one gets ill from the wet and cold combo. Taking a shower several times a day to cool off, and to rinse away sand, sea salt, pool chlorine. Washing feet before being allowed to re enter a ship after a trip to a beach. Water bottles brought along everywhere you go. Snorkling and sea food soup. Squid fishing and kayacking. Water such a central place in everything.

6. Returning home, realizing how comfortable one is in one´s own environment. Missing the sun, the sensual impressions and the meeting with people where we were, yet feeling so happy to reunite with close friends and family at home. To float in one´s sofa! To eat rye bread with liver paté! Milk! The freedom of making one´s own food, not having to find a restaurant and a menu and then wait before food appears…!

7. The great H.C. Andersen said that “to live is to travel”. I so agree. Both literally and metaphorically. It is my favourite activity in life. The most rewarding, education wise. Where I learn the most. And grow. Which I love to do. Expand my understanding. Increase consciousness. Diminish habitus to use Bourdieu´s phrasing. (Although I´m not sure he would agree with my using it in this context and meaning).

I feel I have turned a page in my life and am ready for a new chapter of self creation. Which I didn´t think of at all as a possible consequence before we went. Strange.

I´m standing in a position a lot different from a mere month ago. I have clarity of what to put my energy into. Very concretely. And I shift away from mind, to heart and body focus. No more politics for now. I will work on awareness, relax and relate, available in the now to the inspiring people I choose to keep close to me.
I will create some new structures for my clinic, and study and practice hypnosis, and start integrating the method into my vocal sound therapy sessions.

All whilst enjoying immensely my wonderful, empathic and playful, funny and clever children. Together with my amazingly creative, one in a milllion, funny and sensitive husband.

That is what this month in Thailand and Asia has done for me. Probably there´s heaps more, that I´m unconscious of.

Sun is up now. Birds in my garden. I think I will go outside and smell the air.


Awake under a Full Moon


Full moon. It´s 02:20 (! nice number), and I´ve been awake for 2 hours, after sleeping 9pm until quarter passed midnight…
I find my sleep “pattern” is rather peculiar these last few months. But. I just go along with it. What else can I do. Upstream is not my direction, I prefer going with the flow on this river of life. I surrender.

So what do I do when I wake in the middle of night? Well, right now I write. And then there is the reading and the listening. I do a lot of that when I find pockets of time for it in this everyday mothering 24-7 job that I´ve got (and enjoy).

This morning I spent 90 minutes doing a webinar about visualization, with a man from something called MindValley. Advert popped up on Facebook, as they usually do in my stream. Free knowledge. Yes please! Have myself some inspiration. Lovely.

As I was waiting for the webinar, I read my email and found one from Medical Medium. Which is a magical book I´m reading now. By Anthony William. Very fascinating read. And I had liked his facebook page, and in this email opened up an invitation to a whole free course based on the information on health from his book!! So I spent an hour in that space, with audios, text and questions. I will continue that course in the days or weeks ahead.

But the main aim I have now, is to finish my book on hypnotherapy before my course starts last Thursday in January. They will teach 12 of us, for 4 days (35 hours in those four days!), and then again same dosis last week of February. So 70 hours of being taught in hypnosis, in 8 days.  And after that an exam, to become certified in both a Danish and a European hypnotherapy organization.

I´m loving the book. Amazingly fascinating what hypnosis can help people with. It has always intrigued me, the sub conscious, the Higher Self, consciousness “in general”. Trance. Inner connecting with events from earlier in life, and for the person to be able do “communicate with her own trauma” and heal……..


I´m feeling dead chuffed about attending this course. Thrilled and excited. This is my inner compass, that I steer by. What I call following my heart. I feel what is right for me. My life doesn´t look like anyone else´s, and I have learnt to accept and embrace that. I was born alone, and I will die alone. In this life, I will trust in Spirit´s guidance and go where I feel I am to go, do what I feel I am to do.

Let me see if I have a picture to illustrate this. And then I will go back to bed. To read a bit more, Medical Medium or hypnotherapy.

If sleepiness doesn´t return soon enough, I will find a sleep hypnosis on youtube. Those haven´t  failed me yet.

Wishing you a positive full moon night. Stormy outside here. Lovely sound.

happiness is to not compare yourself


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.