Pride 2017

“Be yourself, everyone else is already taken” – Oscar Wilde.

Bergen celebrated Pride this weekend. People took to the streets. Some members of the LGBTQ community, some just supporters of it.

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I love the Pride parade. I love how there are people of all ages, all genders, all nationalities and all sexualities. The Pride parade is a chance for everyone to gather and celebrate differences. It’s a chance to remind eachother that it’s okay; it’s okay to be who you are.

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“Every reason not to, is a reason to participate”

I love love. To me it’s milkshakes, thunderstorms and friends. To me it’s laughter and a tiny bit of adrenaline. Love is different to everyone, and yet it is always the same. Everyone knows love. Everyone does it, everyone feels it. It shouldn’t matter who loves who, only that they do.

I saved the best picture for last:

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Me with a unicorn – my life is officially complete.

Hiking Bergen!

Bergen is renowned for its mountains. They surround the city; are there in the distance no matter which way you turn. I recently climbed my third one, and hope to find myself at the top of at least two more this year. I wanted to share some pictures from the three I have been to: (Travel inspo people!)

Fløyen: The Family-friendly mountain

Fløyen is one of the most popular tourist attractions in Bergen. It takes roughly 30 minutes to the top, and the whole way is asphalted (so some sporty Norwegians even bring their youngest in strollers) On the way you can take a detour and find Norway’s largest tree.

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Ulriken
: The Are-we-even-getting-closer

Ulriken is Bergen’s tallest mountain. There are several tracks to the top with a varying degree of difficulty, but no matter which one you choose you’re going to be tired when you reach the top. Bring lots of water, lunch, and a I’m-not-giving-up attitude.

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Blåmanen
: The Companions-More-Sporty-Than-You-Not-Adviced

Blåmanen is up Fløyen and onwards. The path is good, and the hike is suitable for most people as long as you have time to walk in your on tempo. The view is magnificent, so if you do Fløyen, do this one too (3-4 hour trip – depending on how camera crazy you are!)

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Happy hiking!

Dreaming Again

If I could go anywhere – where would I be headed right now? In this instance, probably back to bed. My classes really start too early this year. But if I look past that, where?

The first part of 2016 was all about dreams. I finally traveled Norway, I volunteered in Australia, and I did more of the things that makes me happy. In the last part of the year I started Nursing School. It was a roller coaster of emotions, but eventually I settled in in my new home, and I guess you could say my new life.

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Nothing is easy, but most things are possible

When I dream, I dream big. I want to go to places I cannot get to. I want to experience things I probably never will. To me, dreaming is innocent, dreaming is for everyone, and dreams are not meant to be contained. For a while last year I stopped dreaming, stopped because I thought it would make me unfocused, because nursing is a dream – and dreaming two at once is simply too much to ask.

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My heart is almost always restless

Today I realized I was wrong. Of course I can dream several dreams at once. I can want to travel the world and still want to do my best at school. I can dream about Antarctica at the same time as I try to understand neurology. Dreaming is scary; it is frightening to open oneself up to the possibility of failure – of never seeing the dreams through. However, dreaming also makes one creative, and so this year I resolve to travel, even though I’m studying. I resolve to find a way to make the most of 2017.

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And to share it with all of you.

Ask me again

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Ask me what it was like.
Ask me how I felt.
Ask me if it was what I thought it would be.
Ask me if I miss it.
Ask me if I would do it over.

And when I have answered the best that I can,
wait.
Maybe a day,
maybe a year.

Then ask me again.
Ask me again.

People change – and opinions with them.

Today, Last year

Today, last year, I returned to Norway from Namibia.

Today, last year, I thought I knew how I would always feel about my work in Namibia. I believed my friends when they said that, eventually, you only remember the good times. However, I remember laying awake for hours – because it hurts when wounds heal. I remember feeling dizzy, even as I told others that it’s okay, the water will come back – I’m sure. I want it to stay this way though. I want to remember. I need to remember.

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I cannot remember the good times I had with Jesse, without remembering how it hurt when she died.

We tell the stories we think others will listen to. The rest just quietly slips through the cracks. People like to hear about events that are funny, dramatic – Exciting! But sometimes, sometimes the stories of the little things are the stories that should be told. Because when something ends, you remember, not what happened once and was amazing, but what happened every day – and how that made you feel.

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Two things that happened every day, but that I rarely talk about, are the sunrise and sunset. They were unlike any I had seen before, or that I have ever seen after I left.

Today, last year, I left a place I learned to call home.
Today, this year, I know that it wasn’t, and that that’s okay.
Today, next year, I might have a different opinion – and that’s okay too.