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The sound of horns and motors

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The sound of phantoms

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When I was in New York, I saw phantom of the opera on broadway. It made a lasting impression, especially the part when the main characters went to the underworld.

Right now I am Reading about eating disorders. The book is by two Norwegian therapists, that use art in the treatment of patients. They Write about how symbols and metaphors, can help therapists and patients With communicating when words alone is not enough. Art can be everything. The Authors say that living is an art, and I agree. For me art can be Music, too. The phantom of the opera tells a story of falling in love, and going too far With it. We have all been in the underworld, but hopefully not made it our homes.

Fra kokong til sommerfugl – Bokelskere

In the book, the underworld is described as a cellar. When patients With eating disorders Draw their “personal houses” they Draw dark cellars. Sometimes the house is made of glass, showing their vulnerability and feeling of being locked in. Sometimes the walls are steel, and sometimes brittle crystal that can break easily. Sometimes there aren`t any safe rooms.

In therapy they learn to make their own rooms, and find their own keys so they can be there without interruptions. That way, they can feel safe even if the other rooms are dark and dangerous.

We can be in the dark, but we can also see light. We can transform and become butterflies no matter how small and ugly we feel. We can og to the underworld, and come back.


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The sound of steps on new ground

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A week in the clouds

Now it is almost two weeks since I, Torunn, Astrid and Andrine travelled to New York together. I must admit that there already is a bit unreal that we were there, among the skyscrapers, and I think we all agreed that New York is a city we would visit again. Since I traveled to Baltimore to meet Elizabeth, I lost two days. I also spent one Sunday shopping in New Jersey, on a large shopping center just outside the city. In spite of this, I got the chance to go to Broadway (Phantom of the Opera), walk on times square, took a boat trip around Manhattan island, walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, took the subway to random stops, and took the elevator up the Empire State building. We also ate at different restaurants recommended from Tripadvisor, and on the way to the last restaurant we went to, an American actually asked me if I knew what it was, although he had been there before . We talked to each other while we walked togehter, and by coincidence he was placed right beside the table where my friends waited for me. This was in fact the restaurant that had the best food.
The very last day, when we should fly home in the evening, we also had the chance to see a little more of the city.
I had to find a scrapbook store and went by myself again. I proudly found the “the ink pad” (it is terribly easy to find in New York, so I had a good time with my map reading.) where I found so much great stuff that I almost got tears in my eyes. My ATM-card also shed some tears when it involuntarily got $ 300 leaner, but since our community believes dieting, so do I.
Is there anything negative to say about New York, you might wonder? I am sure there will be something, and I also have to mention something myself. What I found a bit annoying, was how everyone was kind of precisionist. I do not really know whether this attitude should be attributed to New York in itself, but I will mention it.
The first thing was when we were at a restaurant recommended by TripAdvisor. I did not bring my passport or driving license, naturally enough, since I am terrible at keeping my things in place. Considering that I`ve lost my passport before, I’m not very keen to experience it again. I brought my ATM-card , and I thought this would suffice.
But when I and my friend Torunn wanted to order a glass of red wine to the food, problems arose. To our disbelief, we saw that they “had to check the cards”.
With many “I` m so sorry ” the owner of the Restaurant at last came back with the cards in her hand, and told us the issued ID was not good enough. Andrine and Astrid had a driving license and were served what they wanted. I felt like a two-year old, and did not like that. Exactly there and then I felt irritation from the meaningless adherence to the rules tapping the door for my facial expressions, but I calmed down any frown by remembering that Americans have been through trauma (9/11), and this might have led to paranoia which is perfectly understandable.

Three cute girls on top of the Empire S. From the left:Torunn, Andrine and Astrid

The same paranoia had stretched all the way to Maryland, where the same thing happened again. I and Elizabeth were on the Annapolis Maritime Museum, but after going through a security check (I saw many of these in the U.S.) we were told that I couldn`t get in, since I did not bring my Norwegian passport, which meant they couldn`t know who I was. The lady who said this had a stern, serious voice, so we cleverly pulled back, while I quelled the familiar rebellion over what I found an inflexible system.

Some politicans have said: If we are to protect you, it can lead to restriction of freedom.

Bought from ‘ the ink pad “
English: From top left: Midtown Manhattan, Uni...
English: From top left: Midtown Manhattan, United Nations headquarters, the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, Times Square, the Unisphere in Flushing Meadows – Corona Park, the Brooklyn Bridge, and Lower Manhattan with the Staten Island Ferry (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I think this was the difference between USA and Norway that was most clear.
Another cultural difference, was how people approached one another. I found that people were more “themselves” than I`m used to in regards to the Scandinavian countries. People didn`t seem to be afraid of talking to strangers or to show real emotions. If somebody was in a foul mood, it did not seem they tried to cover this with a smile. An example is when I asked a women in a box outside the subway about the system she shouted to me in anger: “Look at my ugly face while I explain this” when my eyes started to wanter in another direction.
A different lady in another hatch screamed at my friend Astrid when I, Andrine and Torunn went through an open gate next to the subway entrance, since we had suitcases that didn`t go through. In Norway we don`t watch the gates, and if we had the people working there would probably have let us through without a fuss, but in USA it is apparently different.
Again, I have to remember that they were really afraid after 9/11, and that might make them extra careful about certain things ( .
I collect refrigerator-magnets, and have already added the two I bought in NY
Overall I had an amazing trip. I liked that the city was so diverse: That you can find and do just about anything. It was also fun to travel with friends, and even through I often lacked sleep (poor room-mates, who had a difficult time sleeping themselves since I took a shower early in the morning or when I wrote on my blog early the morning).
My mood was still raised through the trip, and I feel extremly lucky to have seen this magnificent city.

The sound of New York

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Hustling, bustling. Alive. I am going to New York, where everyone I`ve talked to so far, say they loved. I have gotten recommendations (remember to give tip, at least 10 percent, go to MOTO, the best place in whole New York, just WALK around and soak it in) but I still think I don`t get it. I`m actually there. Soon. Maybe I meet some nice new people?

Right now I am in Bergen, with my little sister. I will take a shower, and then we will watch tv together. Today has been the big election day in Norway, and it will be interesting to see what the next four years will bring. Rumors say that we will get a new type of government, since people are not happy with how it`s been.  imagean Italian person, was surprised that we`d say “no” to a politician who is not corrupt, with most people having enough money and free school, health care and chance to study. Our society has its flaws, but in comparison to the rest of Europe now we are very pretty lucky. I hope we don`t shift, since the new government will be more about making commodities like alcohol cheaper while not caring about the environment or those who need proper health care in the psychiatric or  somatic hospitals. But even if the right-wing capitalists should win, they are still far off from the more extreme variants in the USA, so we will probably not see changes too far off from common sense.

I will probably blog less (or who knows, maybe I get the  chance to write more than I think? My iPad is always with me) and I hope my readers will and already have, a great time, or at least not a bad time. for more on psychology, and you can also folllow me on instagram (nin_eri), pinterest (ninjafighter) and twitter (ninjafighter) open for parliamentary election in norway 


The sound of new york

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In four weeks I will be in New York together with 3 friends. I arrive on the 10th of September and e28b6d0137a7f081db25d6256cee9fc6we go bach early the 17th. The time zone will be completely different from in Norway, so I am a bit nervous about how that will work out. I have never been in America before, and people have especially recommended New York as one of those cities you absolutely have to visit once in a life time. Since we only have 5 proper days, this time, I will not get to see everything, but I would still love to know what I should prioritize. For those who`s been there before: What would you recommend? And: If some of my readers actually live there, what about a coffee? I love meeting new people, and it would be a joy to meet some new people when I go there. new


My norwegian blog

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This week`s been really busy, so I did not get the chance to update my blog here. Will try to start on my third part of the narrative, soon. I can just tell you, very briefly, that my ex-boyfriend survived the storm. He was safer than I thought, but while nature showed its scary face, I did not know that. I woke after a nightmare at 4.30 in the morning, checked my email with a pounding hearth, and felt relief ripping through me, when I saw everything was okay.

For people who want to see pictures, or who can read norwegian, I have updated my Norwegian blog: La vita e bella. The name stems from my love to the Italian language and culture, its a celebration of the good in life, and I am much more optimistic in that one, than in this, which is much more honest and true than my Norwegian counterpart.

So: Here it is! If you have any questions, feel free to ask 🙂

This week I got the chance to sing for the choir Surround. I was nervous, and did a lot of mistakes, but she liked me and I am most probably in 😀 This is the one of the songs I choose


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