Fellow blogggers and friends, it's time to move on... to a different blog platform! From now on, please read my blog HERE. All the previous content is there, but I am taking a short little break to work out some kinks. Will be back with lots of fresh stuff soon. Hope to see you there!
Monday, August 22, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
My mood
It started with a low light
Next thing I knew they ripped me from my bed
And then they took my blood type
They left a strange impression in my head
You know that I was hoping
That I could leave this star-crossed world behind
But when they cut me open
I guess I changed my mind
And you know I might
Have just flown too far from the floor this time
'Cause they're calling me by my name
And they're zipping white light beams
Disregarding bombs and satellites
That was the turning point
That was one lonely night
The song maker says it ain't so bad
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
It's all in your mind"
Well, now I'm back at home and
I'm looking forward to this life I live
You know it's gonna haunt me
So hesitation to this life I give
You think you might cross over
You're caught between the devil and the deep blue sea
You better look it over
Before you make that leap
And you know I'm fine
But I hear those voices at night
Sometimes they justify my claim
And the public don't dwell on my transmission
'Cause it wasn't televised
But it was the turning point
O what a lonely night
The song maker says it ain't so bad
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
It's all in your mind"
The song maker says it ain't so bad
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
It's all in your mind"
My global position systems are vocally addressed
They say the Nile used to run from East to West
They say the Nile used to run from East to West
I'm fine
But I hear those voices at night
Sometimes
The song maker says it ain't so bad
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
It's all in your mind"
The song maker says it ain't so bad
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says, "Everybody look down
It's all in your mind"
It's all in my mind
It's all in my mind
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Little Erle
Isn't she the cutest? My cousin Synnøve had her first baby in June, and I am so lucky that I get to be a "fadder" (similar to godmother, but a child can have four) at her baptism. Yay!
Monday, August 8, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Of human consciousness
We all have days when we look around or at ourselves and wonder what the hell is going on. I like to reflect on my own consciousness and ponder my own identity. What am I made of? What fragments led to this? Who am I supposed to be? Or am I really the one I should be?
Who I am is always changing. What I radiate is so interconnected with my surroundings. And who I am/am not is also a product of my interracting with others. Where I am, who I am with and what I do.
As a child I was the natural-born pack leader. Outgoing, unfiltered, loud and blissfully ignorant of limits. I loved to dress up and would gather my friends to be the actor and actresses of my plays. The plots always had a princess, a witch, some happy helpers and a heroine with supernatural powers. I was a product of my own fantasy world and hadn't yet become to be so aware of the world around me. I'm not saying everything centered around me, but I was always bordered by my own limitless view of things. I didn't really care about my looks, my clothes or my whereabouts. If I had a book, I was happy. If I could paint, I was happy. And if I could play with others, cuddle with animals or be on stage - I was in my element. A child's narrative may be limited in its understanding of the world, but limitless in ways of interacting with said world. If you don't yet understand, it doesn't matter, because you have an innate ability to make sense of it your own way.
When I was a teenager, however, I grew painfully conscious of myself and the world surrounding me. Did I change, or did my world change? It was a mixture of both. My mind expanded, new habits of thoughts formed and where I before felt nothing could hold me back as to what I could do, I suddently felt trapped and imprisoned by my own identity - of who I was and who I was to become. I felt hopeless, sad, scared and powerless. Nothing would ever be the same again.
The human brain is very powerful. Ideas and thoughts are what shape us. We set goals, we analayze and overthink. Animals act on instincts, we act on thoughts or how we believe we should. If thoughts are holding you back, then thoughts are also what can move you forward.
I often reflect on how my life has been thus far. I choose to see it as a success story. I've reached so many of my goals. But sometimes I think... now what? I wanted to do this and that, and I did it. I'm on the top of my mountain. I should feel happier. But I still feel like something's lacking. It's a mystery I have yet to solve. There are so many more things to be accomplished. We make our own paths in the moment. We should think anything is possible, and I believe it is. I don't want to settle, I want to conquer. What used to seem so out of hand is now a memory of what I've done. So I have to challenge myself, I can never stop.
When on top of the hill, don't look back. Keep going. Even if you think there are no more mountains to climb, you'll find another curve just around the bend.
And here's the most amazing thing... Even if you're on the top of the biggest mountain and there is not another one in sight, look at the horizon. The tiny spots are worlds that have yet to be discovered. And thus the journey never ends.
Who I am is always changing. What I radiate is so interconnected with my surroundings. And who I am/am not is also a product of my interracting with others. Where I am, who I am with and what I do.
As a child I was the natural-born pack leader. Outgoing, unfiltered, loud and blissfully ignorant of limits. I loved to dress up and would gather my friends to be the actor and actresses of my plays. The plots always had a princess, a witch, some happy helpers and a heroine with supernatural powers. I was a product of my own fantasy world and hadn't yet become to be so aware of the world around me. I'm not saying everything centered around me, but I was always bordered by my own limitless view of things. I didn't really care about my looks, my clothes or my whereabouts. If I had a book, I was happy. If I could paint, I was happy. And if I could play with others, cuddle with animals or be on stage - I was in my element. A child's narrative may be limited in its understanding of the world, but limitless in ways of interacting with said world. If you don't yet understand, it doesn't matter, because you have an innate ability to make sense of it your own way.
When I was a teenager, however, I grew painfully conscious of myself and the world surrounding me. Did I change, or did my world change? It was a mixture of both. My mind expanded, new habits of thoughts formed and where I before felt nothing could hold me back as to what I could do, I suddently felt trapped and imprisoned by my own identity - of who I was and who I was to become. I felt hopeless, sad, scared and powerless. Nothing would ever be the same again.
The human brain is very powerful. Ideas and thoughts are what shape us. We set goals, we analayze and overthink. Animals act on instincts, we act on thoughts or how we believe we should. If thoughts are holding you back, then thoughts are also what can move you forward.
I often reflect on how my life has been thus far. I choose to see it as a success story. I've reached so many of my goals. But sometimes I think... now what? I wanted to do this and that, and I did it. I'm on the top of my mountain. I should feel happier. But I still feel like something's lacking. It's a mystery I have yet to solve. There are so many more things to be accomplished. We make our own paths in the moment. We should think anything is possible, and I believe it is. I don't want to settle, I want to conquer. What used to seem so out of hand is now a memory of what I've done. So I have to challenge myself, I can never stop.
When on top of the hill, don't look back. Keep going. Even if you think there are no more mountains to climb, you'll find another curve just around the bend.
And here's the most amazing thing... Even if you're on the top of the biggest mountain and there is not another one in sight, look at the horizon. The tiny spots are worlds that have yet to be discovered. And thus the journey never ends.
imageFriday, August 5, 2011
Cute alert!
Just because sometimes we need to see a cute critter to make us smile and get going with our day. Look at that creature!!!!!
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Heidi is getting hitched!
My good friend Heidi is getting married on Saturday, and last weekend we threw her a bachelorette party. All the girls dressed in turqoise (because it's Heidi's favorite color!) and surprised her with games, a photo shoot and a try-out as a barista at a local coffee shop. Heidi is a coffee slave, after all. :) The theme was 80s Madonna and I got do to her hair and make-up. She is going to be the most gorgeous bride ever, and I am so excited for her and Andreas.
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