Bethlehem in Africa or Norway…..

A shepherd went out
to his outfields
to watch over his lamb
and rejoiced over the angels
in the high grass
…the anglels sang
and peace was with him

The herald angels once sang
or those shepherds past
with glorious tones touching their souls  
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barnet å undre seg over

There under the starry sky
they found this wonder
and waved the palm branches with great joy
and they returned to their homes
with peace in their heart
and goodwill to all men

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From 24ooo ft ….hight….

One of my strongest ‘before-Christmas’ memories…time in reverse to Anno Domini 1964…  will always stay in my memory. Bardufoss Air Port… I was on the ‘Christmas plane’ on my way home after half a year’s work as a teacher in Elvetun school. The Norse Norway Winter was dark and magnificent. Many impressions from twilight hour light in the mid day… followed by darkness for the rest of the day……for a 19 year old ‘southener’ it was overwhelming… as well as the meeting with ‘the North Norwegians’ and other nature phenomenon ….
The plane motors are gearing up…my first flight ever!…now it is just to put your faith in the pilot, he has been around the block before…… take-off is successful…. the plane turns the nose upwardes……my eyes goes to this tiny window….and there it is….the light! The after glow from the fallin sun along the whole firmament … The spectacle is so overwhelming….synet er så, so beyond wordingly beautiful. I say a prayer! ….Darkness takes over again….. 8000 meters above the ocean: I look downwards….and there; tousands of Christmas candles are lit! Far down there people are living…clinging to a narrow coastal line…. and the whole room beyond is the ‘heaven’s deep blue ground’ (from a Christmas carol) The plane on its way south and ever further south…in my memory vision it is like a film……
Now….49 years later I understand it…. this experience was wakening the urge in me to express myself in pictures….the indigo blue ocean with funkling lights from houses with people….on the narrow coastline…. snow clad and light…and then the enormous ocean…. and heavenly sky…..

Silence
velvet
snow
lightshine over mountain
glow on the fjord
northern light over the winter firmament
stars over the wide earth

silence
giving room for reflexion

Light over land….

‘solstice for the troubled hearts……
how wonderfully different the whole nature gets a change with a small glimpse of sun. The life giving sun…. the magical light over the fjord and fjell (mountain). The Overall reaching Nature…. We crave for some beams of sun in The winter dark…… only a little shaft. The colour spectre is changing…..every single colour gets a wealth of nuances, green is not only green any longer, blue not only blue…… The light of Creation give warmth……. for us to give further to our fellow men….. to reflect to our round earth…..

New light
I am stopped
in my daily walk
and see the world from another angle
Sunshine over snow clad rocks
give another light
the world becomes softer
the blue winter’s fjord
get a golden blue shade
the shadows underneath The Ese Mountains
sing a new melody
and I go into the new day
with awe

Sunrise in your mind

The December days are for reflextion. The whole worlsd is white. It is snowing from above, from underneath and sideways. When you have sight not further than to the neighbour, when the fjord is hidden and the mountains behind are only in your memory…strange how clear the thoughts become… ….   

Meeting
One day in December heaven and earth met
the meeting created thoughts
which gave energy for new cretion

Let every day
be like
a sunrise in your mind

Multitude

Du, kor kjedeleg ei verd..Imagine we all were alike! What a boring world…. But similarities there are, surely: we all want to save the world, and think we can do so, og to make the small difference, wish to creap into ourselves and even be sullen a little while…. and what about ‘I know the best’ ‘……’would so dearly want to …..’ whom of us haven’t said or been thinking so….. The ideal world we will never obtain, but we can make the best out of the raw material…., and the advent time is a time for good reflexion…so; come on and join for the good, this is for you…..

For you
…who are warm and reflective,
spreading joy and being ground-breaking,
proud and humble, wild and meak,
intellectual and sensitive;
have a heart for moods,
searching for silence and experiences,
are inspiring and curious listening….
….do you recognise yourself
?.

….then you have got much to share and to give…

Angel’s dance

I wished for snow and snow, new fallen in between, and I wanted for the snow to cower complete all the meadows, so that all reminders of Summer or Spring were gone! I did not like even one grass straw showing up. Towards the late Autumn when the thermometer mostly showed ‘below zero’ one question was added to my Evening prayer: ‘Can’t you let it snow tomorrow?’. If he waited till November with strewing the first snow over the meadows,…. not fair! A good sign it was when the river got a mantle of ice!….. Then one morning the world was white!…. If the big happening happened to be in the evening…. towards the twilight hour….it nearly turned into a Christmas carol…..

We were angels in the snow
when we were small children
We lay in the cold soft snow
…..the best was new-fallen
like an ironed blanket…..
and made angels in thousands
with wings with ribbons
Then we rose carefully
stepped aside as far as we could…
must not destroy the dress….
jumped from angel to angel
and created an angel’s dance in the snow room

Best thing of all was to lay down
in the angels’ ring
and look into the dark blue sky
and saw the heaven behind
… we knew for certain….

Angel dance and angel snow

We wanted snow and snow as long as the eyes could see, and new snow to fall, inbetween…., and it shound cover everything that could remind of other times of the year, not even a grass straw…..Towards late autumn when the temperature fell, I added a sentence to my evening prayer, before amen: ‘Can’t you let it snow tomorrow, please God?!’ If He waited till November with strewing out the first snow….that was unlawfully late…… A good sign was ice blanket on the river. Then …. one morning the world was white!!….I was lucky if it happened on a Monday, Wednesday or Friday; those were school free days, so I was out all day to enjoy every snowflake there were…… In the evening I felt nearly like a service in the church…the twilight hour….. And you know, people are wondering if angels are really existing…. For us thar was not a question: we simply made them in the snow…..as the most self evidently matter on earth…

Angels in the snow we made
when we were small
We were lying in the cold snow
….rather newly fallen…
like an ironed carpet….
and made angels in thousands
with even wings or laced
Then we arose slowly
jumped to the side
not to destroy the dresss….
Then we jumped from angel to angel
and made angel dance in the snow room

The best was to lay in the angels
and look straight up to the sky
with stars and stars as far as we could see
…and beyond was the real heaven
we knew for certain…

When angels are jumping loops

Angels know everything. Sing. Dance. Give you a warm embrace – without arms. Jump in loops- foreward as well as backwards. The even know how to be naughty; but they are never doing bad things to each other, like mobbing. That is not angel like…in any way… Think…if we could be more angelic! Especially now in the Advent time. And even more; after Christmas, in January….

Whispering white angel
If you are quite silent, you might hear the white angel
tell happy news in wintery cold
The angel in the white cloud
sees and hears
message from spheres we can only sense
Listen and try to feel the silent message
for the wonderer

…and they saw his star in the east….

The mightiest starry sky I have ever seen was on the 31.December 1998. We were in our cabin ‘Solbjargr’ high up in the mountain in Gol. It was my first time to really see and understand this phenomenon ‘The Milky Way’. As we turned into Anno Domine 1999 .. in this cold wintry night… we were in unity with the myriades…. we took part in the big wholeness. We are wandering together in ‘The Winter Way’…

Our small candles for advent celebration are like stars in the night. Imagine we could look at all the small candles beeing lit all around in our tiny little country! We are together …. just now….

Understand The Milky Way?
It will always be a wandering in wondering
here underneath the myriades

And they saw His star in East….

The mightiest starry sky I ever saw, was December 31 in 1998, at Solbjargr, our cabin in Gol mountain. It was the first time ever I really saw and understood The Milky Way…. as we entered the ‘Year of the Lord’ 1999 we stood outside with children and some grandchildren….in the cold winter’s night…… and were in unity with the stars….we belonged to the big Oneness. We are wandering together on the big Wintry Way…. Our small Advent candles are like stars in the night….. Imagine we could look down to all the small lit candles being lit around in the world ! We are together….just now….. nett no…….

Understand The Milky Way?…..
it will always be a wandering in wondering…..
here underneath the myriad’s…..