Skriverier

I did a dance dedicated to one of my beautiful older students. We messaged yesterday and talked about how beautiful it is when the sun shines and its sparkles reflect in the snow. «Colours and light. The nature is breathing again. The trees are shaking off some of the burden of the snow and is encouraged to straighten up. Maybe...

Waiting for the new restrictions in my region. Wondering when all the ducks will swim in the same direction. Added som extra ducks and reversed some others. A choreography. They look like ghosts - trying to find their way. The direction is clear. Shifting. The reflection of the light shines through the water. Fog. Moving water. I wonder when we...

2019 was filled with so many experiences that I think I spent at least half of my holiday trying to wrap my head around the fact that it was Christmas already. To me 2019 was magical. At some point (a lot of points) it was also very busy (not always in a good way). 2019 was the year of the...

Last week I attended my fifth and final gathering at the University in South-Eastern Norway. Studying dance- and movement therapy this year, has given me more than I thought it would. All the amazing people, the meetings, the smiles, the movement and the seminars. All the dances and the reflections shared. Moving through life and allowing life to...

The quietness of the autumn-break has dissolved and the stillness merely remains on the inside. Busy busy busy. Breath. Breathing in. Breathing out. Letting in new air. Painting movement. Finishing the drawing of the day. Releasing some of the busy. Long day. Yes, a very long day. Beautiful day. Moving through the day. Ending it alone in the...

Two years in the world's best ballet shop. Almost every week for the past few years, I have spent a couple of days in this ballet shop. I have sold ballet leotards, fitted pointe shoes and found the right jazz shoes for hundreds of customers. I have done a little bit of dancing in-between (and whilst) helping costumers, counting shoes...

The summer holidays are over and the artist who is freelance-Maria, is back in her multiple offices. Today is another day in admin-town, and I am currently on my third cup of coffee, sitting in a sunlit kitchen with very good company (the curtains are closed, so it is not actually sunlit - saying it was just looked better). I...

Sometimes time stops. Other times it multiplies. And then once in a while it does both at the same time. And then there is magic. In the mids of it all. A sun setting. Settling. I am settling. Settling into actual summer. I wanted summer and that is what I have. Actual summer. The sun is setting after a day...

Walking home. Another day. The same road. A bit less snow. Cold. Yesterday was warm. Today is cold. Again. Where is spring? Proper spring. Maybe this is the proper spring? Maybe what I really long for is called summer. Warmth. Sun. Smiles. Yesterday people were smiling whilst walking around in Oslo. It looked like they hadn't seen the sun in...