Keep on falling

i keep on falling

It's another beautiful fall morning, and the last day of "fall-break". Or as it used to be called "potato-break". The reason being that this is the week when the potatoes are taken out from the ground, and all the children used to help out with the harvest. The schools still close down for a week, but I don't think the kids are picking potatoes....

I've been wondering about love lately. I find that some people are hard to let go. And I've thought that that's what I need to do. Untill a friend said this to me. "You don't ever stop loving people you have once loved. It's just the way you love them that changes." Somehow this line stuck with me, cuz it's exactly how I feel. Some people will always have a special place in my heart and it's ok to feel that way.

Well, it's off to ballett and the shopping for fabric to make costumes!

Later <3

I really wish I would win this goodiebag for girls. After all this training I could really use everything in it...including the chocolate....basta.blogg I like the statement of the blog too "Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means you've decided to see beyond the inperfections"

my voice

you're the voice

I find it very interesting that I still find myself scared of what others think of me. That I sometimes am so scared to fail that I don't dare to try.

I made a choice in ballett class on monday that I would not let fear drive me, so I went and stood in the front line for once. Not that that is such an unusual thing to do, but since I started training again after having my two kids I find that there is a barrier there. I get the feeling that I'm not gonna get the exercise so I dare not put myself in front. This line came to me "I'm not gonna live with fear" and I just went for it. Funny thing is, it went really well .I left the class feeling that I did the best ballett class I've done since I was in dance school.

I have no idea why I think it matters. So what If I don't do it right. It's so much better to try and fail than to not try at all. And you know what, I might actually do well. At least the secound time around.

I also started thinking about my voice. The fact that noone else can speak it. So if I go about life in "silence" that particular voice might never be heard. I know there are so many fantastic artist out there who make music, art, performances and choreography. Is there room for me?

I think there might be. Because my voice is in fact uniqe. There is something I can say in a way that only I will say it. Well it's a good thing. I have so many ideas, scrips, performances and choreographies in my head that it would be a waste not to put them to life.

How about your voice?

my way home

can't find my way home performed by Big Bang

Can't find my way home

Steve Winvood

Come down off your throne and leave your body alone

Somebody must chang

You are the reason I've been waiting so long

Somebody holds the key

Well I'm near the end and I just aint got the time

And I'm waisted and I can't find my way home

Come down on your own and leave your body alone

Somebody must chang

You are the reason I've been waiting all these years

Somebody holds the key

Well I'm near the end and I just aint got the time

And I'm waisted and I can't find my way home

Well this is my way home on a rainy monday. The wiew from the train is actually pretty amazing, but today I couldn't see very far. I've gotta remember to show my way on a clear day.



the ballerina grete brunvoll

She is what I'd like to call "the real deal". I'm sitting here pretty amazed at the stories she told me, and I''ve only heard a little! This ballerina is 80 years old and does in fact hold the guinnes record for the worlds oldest dancer!

She started her career at the opera together with her husband who was an opera singer.  Later she toured with "rikskonsertene" for 20 years, and she still works as a freelance dancer to this day. She has not stoped dancing for 66 years and it's what keeps her going in life! I had to ask why she is doing something that nobody else can manage. (Like train every day with the profesional dancers in oslo, doing lots of shows and teach)  She just looked me in the eyes and said it's just because they think they can't. In reality they can do it too.

I hope I''m like her when I'm 80.

Some time after the war she was taking over a dance studio that she eventually ended up running. I was really curious to find out if anyone came to classes or went to see performances during such hard times. What she told me was really  interessting. Apparently they never had as many students as they had during the war. People needed art and dance more than usual. They came by numbers to have something fun to do, something to brighten up their day.

She has also written and published 2 books.

There is so much to say, so many details. I'm not going to make this a detailed portrait of Grete Brunvoll. It's been done by others. All I want is to share how I got to have a coffee with a wonderful dancer who inspires me. She has managed to keep her inspiration and creativity going for 66 years in dance, and it's an example to follow.

And I'd like to think I've made a friend today.

If you want to read more about her:

Danserinnen som aldri gir seg

Vil danse til jeg er minst 100

Buy the book she has written "Et liv på tå"

I think it's gonna be a

lovely day

This is so funny. I used to love this group when I was 16. Their lyrics and music really makes me smile. Seing this old music video early this morning made my day! I have to add that when I was in Atlanta at a youth camp at 17 Out of Eden did a surprise concert and I was in the front row!

All in all I think today will be one of those lovely days. It's still dark out, and it's raining today. I love that about the fall. I have candles lit and music to warm my heart. Can't wait to go outside and walk in the rain. One of lifes hidden treasures.

I have a date with the ballerina right after class! It's gonna be so interessting. I have already gotten some requests as to what I must ask her. If you have something for me please let me know!!

Have a lovely one....

tired self bf makeup

fallen star

Music by: Johan Sannes

Lyrics by: Johan Sannes & Tonje Skarpsno

Did I ask to much for it to be that way

The sun goes down on a rainy day

I hope that tomorrow we'll still be here playing for you

Remember when you were cheering us on

With a big smile on your face you requested a song

And I'll play this song for you

So here I stand waching you

Smiling at this fallen star

So here I stand waching you

just smiling at this fallen star

Did it go to far did I hold on to long

How could I have known I would loose controll

I hope in the future you'll still be here to sing me a song

Remember the time we danced all night long

Time stood still and gave a song

And I'll dance this song for you

So here I stand waching you

Smiling at this fallen star

So here I stand waching you

Just smiling at this fallen star

This song was written by my brother many years ago. The melody is so catchy and I've never been able to get it comepletely out of my head. Over the last year I added some lyrics and I have some ideas to choreography that would suit the song. The only problem is that there is no recording of it yet. There was once a plan to record it in Johans studio, but he doesn't have access to it after moving out of his appartment. Maybe there is an option to get it done somewhere else? Anyone know of a good recording studio?

guys & dolls

 As in the first musical I ever saw. I was 18 and living for one year in westerville OH. My boyfriend at the time was playing one of the lead characters in the show.The feeling I remember from that night was how I wanted to be ON that stage instead of waching it from the audience. Little did I know that I was going into that business only a few years later.

I kept the program in my scrapbook and still have it to this day.

This morning before I left for ballett mr E told me I looked like a doll. I guess I did today with my hair pulled up in a ballet top on the top of my head. I thought it aproprate when I saw the bathroom sign at the coffeshop right after class: dolls. I had to check out the mens sign and off course...guys. Lovin it!

Next time I saw guys & dolls as a theatre play was at the dance school I ended up going to. I saw a dress rehersal in a crowded studio getting flashbacks from the first time I saw it. Thinking that it was somehow the fulfilment of that dream.

Coffe shop talk and what it always comes down to. Who we are and who we're with. Why these guys make us feel the way we do and how they make us want to be dolls forever and ever.