Denmark is a crowded place, it´s hard to find a place of solitude. Being a solitaire Denmark can be challenging… but I´m here now and I can´t leave, I´ll be here for at least a month (it´s something with my son, won´t share) (so this blog will for the coming month be about life in Denmark, not life in the woods)
I´v borrowed a summer house and I spend most of my days consuming sugar. Having been away from this kind of life for four years, it´s really striking how much sugar you´re exposed to, all of the time, everywhere. I also drink a lot of coffee (flip the switch it takes a minute!) and I read a lot of newspapers. Apparently there´s an Africa that we don´t even know about!
I know what they´re doing back home. Jeppe is installing a new electricity system (we got some new batteries really cheap), he´s trying to fix the water pump, he´s watering the vegetables.
He has also, just today ordered the printing of the real actual album (on vinyl, old school) but You can buy it on itunes allready and I hope that you do.
Most of these melodies were made when he was in a really dark place, just before we went to the forest.
Four years later and with a little help from a friend named Persille he has channelled these dark places into something else, something more and I´m real proud about that. I hope you´ll support him.
You know, that´s what the forest do to you…
It takes a while but that´s what the deep, dark woods do: they help you change the way you deal with the dark.
I miss the forest. I miss my husband. I miss little thunder-boy/bear cub/honey bun.
I miss my neighbours, I miss the place we call “Carribean Bay”, that´s where we go to swim in the summertime, I like to float around in the water.
This is where I´m at
It´s a nice place. Kind of hidden.
This is where I try to fix the problems. This is where I work on my manuscripts. This is where I drink coffee, eat sugar, read the newspapers.
In this place it occurred to me that I am utterly incapable of thinking happy thoughts.
It´s not on purpose you know. I really try to think happy thoughts.
I´m working on it.
I´m not happy with the fact that I can´t think happy thoughts.
I think somethings the matter with me.
I´m falling like an astronaut into deep space and dark holes- but then I remember the forest and then I remember what it taught me.
Go. Out. Side. Don´t. Just. Sit. There.
It´s really essential, you know.
Going outside in crowded Denmark is a challenge, yes, but then it also occured to me that I have a special talent.
So maybe I can´t think happy thoughts- but there´s one thing I´m really good at.
I´m really good at finding places.
Kind of makes me happy to think about.
Maybe it´s a happy thought?
Here´s a guide to finding hidden places:
Look at a map. Find where you´re at. Find the sea.
Look for places along the edges of the country, follow the sea, look for places with a lot of trees and only a few cities, towns, roads.
Pack up. Drive.
Spend some time driving around. GIVE time.
Follow the roads less travelled. All around the edges of the country.
You´re looking for roads that look like these