Grains in Summer Time

Standing still in the middle of a golden wheat field near my house, with my arms open, spread out to the side, feeling the wind around me, feeling the grain brushing against my arms and hands. I remember. I was little then, like merely just four years old. And I looked across the fields, to the houses and the restaurants by the road. Watching the wheat stalks swaying. Breathing, taking in the scents of summer, the earth and the grass. And I hear this far away roaring sound above me, a plane soaring across the sky high above me, looking … Continue reading Grains in Summer Time

Me and the Juice

A few years back when I moved to Oslo’s finest Victorian and ‘Jugendstil’ neighbourhood Frogner, yes, where all the hipster bartenders and fit Swedes live, I soon was a popular daily guest at the new cafe concept here called Joe and the Juice. The hip cafe with good, high vibes induced by the charming selection of exclusively male staff in their early twenties. Euphoric, sexy house music and  flirty, handsome cuties with caps, hey, it’s just my thing. So the five Joe and the Juice cafes in Oslo became my second home. I had charming, funny and interesting conversations, lot’s of free coffee of course, delivered with a wink, hearts on my loyalty cards, vast amounts of compliments… the occasional fling after closing time… 😉 . Continue reading “Me and the Juice”

In The Company Of Ghosts…

London east, and I’m standing still. When I feel the age old past reaching out from busy streets. The people I pass are mere shadows… hushing by like in a dream but the derelict buildings they talk and the ghosts within they speak to me, vividly, with angry sighs of untold misery and bygone injustice, of suffering and sorrows vast, labour and endurance of stones they had build to last the lost souls that always will remain… urging me to switch sides, insisting I should stay. Tempting me with unkind words; saying the living have nothing to offer someone like … Continue reading In The Company Of Ghosts…

Electrical! Sexual in body and soul…

dsc1356-copy (1) (2)     I see all those things, around me and in my head. A certain scene, a certain feeling, moments… places… towns, buildings, oceans, people, a vibe… and it is so hard to not be able to explain all the visions and emotions that I see, the amazing feelings that arise from a memory, a sudden scent that overwhelms me. The smell of something is the greatest trigger of amazing visuals, ecstatic feelings, and also some very scary thoughts of otherworldly experiences.

I can only describe it as really sexual. With thoughts and emotions tingling, vibrating and running up my spine to my chest, like a pleasant and ecstatic electricity running through my body… this electrical charged sensation that triggers certain feelings, visions and dreams at night. Continue reading “Electrical! Sexual in body and soul…”

I’ve got the best of both worlds, or perhaps the worst?? ;-)

I grew up in a classic and conservative home. Learned very good manners, learned etiquette. Received good education. Ironically, this went hand in hand with my environment outside. The dodgy underworld and red light district was very close by. Shady people went through my life and kept me good company. Not to forget that the streets of a big German city could be tough for a youngster to grow up in, and at night definitely could be rough. I love culture and old fashioned class. I learned the ways of being a lady… But I definitely learned the hard way … Continue reading I’ve got the best of both worlds, or perhaps the worst?? 😉

Flatter me, flatter you ;-) Why compliments are awesome.

10712749_871041429575829_3086590929073457924_n      I love compliments… I love getting them and I love giving them! Always have been blessed with getting a good amount of nice comments when I meet new people, when I walk through the streets, cafes, shops, wherever really, I always receive nice compliments by strangers… Mostly on my looks, my eyes, … my ‘charming presence’, my ‘fascinating aura’, my happy vibe… yep, mostly from guys of course, but also often by women, and occasinally by the odd psychic (or crazy person) who can see the ‘real’ angelic (or demonic) me 😉 I love those. I truly am blessed with getting flattery. And it really makes my day!

And just as I love receiving them, I am an absolute flatterer and sweet-talker myself. Continue reading “Flatter me, flatter you 😉 Why compliments are awesome.”

Adrenaline baby, they made me this way!

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Born to be raw. Or driven insane?

My childhood has always been familiar with a dramatic, darker, secretive side. The thing that would shape, or perhaps mess me up the most, were my traumatic night-time experiences. The home I grew up in  became my threat at night. I never felt secure. When evening approached I became very fearful because I was so afraid of going to bed. To be alone. Because sometimes indeed, I was completely alone. My young parents just put me to bed and then went out to party, leaving me all alone and scared at the flat. Children are helpless. They are so dependent of the adults that are meant to take care of them, love and protect them from harm. We all know that small children need constant observation, and constant protection to make them feel secure. They need love, security and understanding. And yet, so many do not get that.

At night I knew I could be all alone, that they were not here to protect me from any harm and the primal fear I felt was just overwhelming. You know when kids wake up at night and cry for their mommy to come? Well, when I woke up during the night I was all silent. Continue reading “Adrenaline baby, they made me this way!”

Some night-time thoughts about… trains :-)

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Trains… they give me a certain feeling… memories, associations… they bring me back to my childhood. The swishing sound of a passing train in the distance… coming and fading again, at night when all is quiet and you listen to the silence. As I so often did. Thinking, imagining, wondering about those that take the journey at night, from one place to another. There is something about trains, the speed, the hypnotic beat, the echo… leaving me with emotions, visions, longings.. and the wish to be somewhere else. Continue reading “Some night-time thoughts about… trains :-)”