I miss you

A poem from my friend in USA

«for a girl I know in Norway…

put the plane

on autopilot

and let it run its course

and there’s a chance

⁃ no a guarantee, actually

that at some point it will

crash and burn

but because love is not only pleasure

but also pain

then falling down doesn’t mean

that you’re not loved

it means

life is trying to teach you

with every crash and burn

that love isn’t all warm and cozy

like we want it to be

it can burn

sting

stung

like a mad bee

who lost its

honey

to find the best love requires you

push the limit

and fly to flowers that

are far away and the

long, wild flight there

may be scary

and you may

wreck

along the way

but,

love don’t die

so you’re going to have to get up

shake the dust from your little wings

and fly away

again»

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Thank you very much KT, I am so incredibly grateful that we found each other in this world and I can follow and read your Words. I cannot describe you enough and thank you enough and I very much appreciate that you like my art.

I miss you, but I know you are coming back, and I know you will be blogging and I hope when the day comes, my followers will like your words as much as I do.

From your little butterfly in Norway.

🦋

-Orkidedatter-

(I haven’t link to his blog because I know he can’t blog on his journey he is on right now, I hope you all respect that, thank you)

Souls of love…

(This post is only in English text).

Photo challenge:

Thank you so much Suki for recommending me to join this picture challenge. I couldn`t resist and have tried to write a poem.

Suki, who is baffledmum.com you are a great talent and I hope the world sees and reads you and they can feel far into their heart and souls how wonderful you are, both as a poet and a storyteller, how creative you are and as a fellow man. Thank you for sharing your wonderful words of love on your blogg.

The rules:

-150 word limit

– write a piece of historical fiction or poetry about the photo

– Try not to use the words tree & green

– Tag 3 people to do the same with the photo

Poem dikt souls of love norwegian blogger

He put his strong arms around her and she melted in his arms.

She felt his love and energy burn around in her body.

She felt safe as he surrounded her in nature’s own wilderness.

Only the two alone against the dangers of darkness.

Only the two alone against the longing for love.

Only the two alone against forbidden love.

His eyes told her about sorrow and pain.

Her eyes told him about unknown waters.

He makes her do things she thought she should never do.

She becomes a slave to his lovemaking.

They cannot remove each other’s heartbeat.

They throw away each other’s time.

Hope they will be happy in others’ arms one day.

They spend a lot of time on a battle that is already lost.

They tear each other’s world apart.

Their hearts bleed and their souls have caught each other.

They have given each other’s life to eternity.

-Orkidedatter-

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Feel free to continue this challenge with either a poem or historical fiction piece.

Let the world read ours word of love and heartbeat.

Thank you agan Suki, I really enjoy doing this, it was fun.

Se mee…and I have failed..

(English text after the Norwegian)

counselor educator see me Norwegian blogger

Jeg har jobbet med barn og unge i over 25 år og har et ekstra hjerte for disse menneskene i samfunnet.

Dette er mine erfaringer fra mitt arbeid.

Det er ikke sikkert du deler min mening og det er helt greit, det er akkurat det som gjør arbeid med barn og unge så interessant da dette kan sees fra ulike synsvinkler og fra ulike kunnskaper og kompetanser vi har.

Men, jeg har et ansvar, du har et ansvar og vi har alle et ansvar for ungdommen i vårt samfunn.

Ungdommen trenger å bli sett og hørt og tatt på alvor med alle sine utfordringer emosjonelt de måtte ha. Kanskje ikke for deg kan hjertesorg høres alvorlig ut i tidlig tenåringsalder. Som voksen vet vi at dette gjør vondt litt, men livet går videre. Det er bare det at for noens datter eller sønn kan dette oppleves som slutten på livet. De er så unge så de har ikke erfart at livet går videre uansett hvor mye det gjør vondt og erfaringer med smertelige erfaringer. Det er noe som må læres.

Jeg har tro på å ha gode forbilder som kan vise dem at man kan lære seg å leve med disse tingene er gull verdt. Jeg har hatt mange unge jenter på mitt kontor som tror at livet er over fordi gutten knuste deres hjerte. Jeg har tatt gutter med ut fra kontoret og gått tur med de der de har ligget i krampegråt på asfalten fordi jenta ikke hadde bruk for han mer. Hun hadde funnet en annen.

For disse ungdommene er det trygt å ha noen trofaste personer rundt seg som ikke forsvinner eller endres, selv om omstendighetene gjør det. Som ikke svikter. De trenger akkurat deg.

De trenger en som ikke slipper taket selv når alle andre gjør det. De trenger en som ikke dømmer de ut fra utseende eller hva det falske bildet av livet deres på sosiale medier viser. De trenger noen som virkelig ser dem for de dem er og ser forbi «masken» og ser inn i deres indre. De trenger hjelp til å bære det som er for tungt å bære for skuldrene deres. De trenger deg.

Det er ikke lett å være ung i dag, og det var ikke lett å være ung selv når jeg var det, men det har blitt så mange arenaer de unge må kjempe for å bli sett. Enten er det skolen, i vennegjengen, hos det motsatte kjønn, i sosiale medier, idrett, og listen bare fortsetter.

I alt dette må mange i tillegg kjempe om foreldrenes oppmerksomhet. Jeg har snakket med flere ungdommer som forteller om dette, og jeg fikk meg en aha opplevelse. Motstanderen kan være jobben til foreldrene, telefon, sosiale medier, TV, hobby eller falmiliære faktorer.

I min jobb har det ikke vært å fjerne disse utfordringene, men mitt ansvar er å være der for dem gjennom det de måtte møte av utfordringer. Jeg kan være en samtalepartner, veileder, en trygghet, en som er trofast, en som blir når andre går, en som trøster og være der for dem. En som ser inn i deres sjel og hjertevarme.

Noen foreldre kan bli frustrerte fordi ungdommen ikke vil snakke med dem. Det er bare slik det er i noen situasjoner. Ungommen forteller meg at de ikke vil snakke med foreldrene om dette fordi de har nok å tenke på, de ønsker ikke å åpne seg for foreldrene om akkurat dette, de syns det er pinlig, de vil at foreldrene ikke skal vite eller de bare ønsker å få snakke med en annen part, reagere, lufte følelser og tanker og ha en bedre kveld hjemme sammen med foreldrene. Kanskje åpner noen seg opp hjemme og de kan snakke sammen uten at det eskalerer til krangling og uoverenstemmelser. Uansett er det viktig at ungdommen kan få velge det selv. Det er ikke alltid de trenger å snakke, men bli sett.

I min jobb ønsker jeg å se deg, men det er ikke sånn at jeg bare kan skru meg selv av. Jeg er den jeg er 24 timer i døgnet og uansett morgen eller kveld om jeg skulle se deg, eller du meg, jeg kommer aldri til å avvise deg. Så mange flotte ungdommer der ute. Jeg ønsker å se deg.

Men akkurat nå har jeg dessverre måttet ta et skritt tilbake og tenke over min situasjon. Jeg føler jeg svikter dere der ute som alltid har stolt på at jeg har vært tilgjengelig, jeg er så lei meg.

-Orkidèdatter-

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Se mee…and I have failed…

I’ve been working with kids and adolescents for over 25 years and have an extra heart for these people in the community.

This is my experience from some of my work.

You may not share my opinion and that’s fine, it’s exactly what makes work with children and adolescents so interesting as this can be seen from different perspectives and from different knowledge and competencies we have.

But, I have a responsibility, you have a responsibility and we all have a responsibility for the youth in our society.

The adolescents need to be seen and heard and taken seriously with all their challenges emotionally they may have. Perhaps not for you, heartache may sound severe in early teens. As an adult, we know that this hurts a little, but life goes on. It’s just that for someone’s daughter or son, this can be experienced as the end of life.

They are so young they have not experienced that life goes on no matter how much it hurts and experiences with painful situations. It is something that must be learned. I have faith in having good models that can show them that one can learn to live with these things is worth gold.

I have had many young girls in my office who believe life is over because the boy shattered their heart. I have taken boys out of the office and walked with those where they have been lying in convulsive weeping on the asphalt because the girl did not need him anymore. She had found another one.

For these adolescents, it is safe to have some faithful people around who do not disappear or change, even if circumstances do. That doesn’t fail. They just need you.

They need someone who doesn’t let go even when everyone else does. They need someone who doesn’t judge them by appearance or what the false image of their life on social media shows. They need someone who really sees them for who they are and looks past the «mask» and take a deep lok inside who them really are. They need help to carry what is too heavy to carry for their shoulders. They need you.

It’s not easy to be young today, and it wasn’t easy to be young even when I was at that age, but it has become so many venues the adolescents have to fight to be seen. Either the school, the friends, the opposite sex, the social media, sports, and the list just goes on.

In all this, many must also fight for the parents’ attention. I have talked to several young people who tell about this, and I got an aha experience. The opponent can be the job of the parents, phone, social media, television, hobby or phyla-like factors.

In my job it has not been to remove these challenges, but my responsibility is to be there for them through what they have to face in life. I can be an interlocutor, supervisor, a security, one who is faithful, one who becomes when others go, one who comforts and is there for them. One who looks into their soul and their heart.

Some parents may be frustrated because the adolescents do not want to talk to them. It’s just the way it is in some situations. The adolescents tells me that they do not want to talk to parents about this because they have enough to think about, they do not want to open up to parents about this, they think it is embarrassing, they want the parents not to know or they just want to get talking to another part, respond, take out some emotions and thoughts and have a better evening at home with your parents. Maybe someone opens up at home and they can talk together without escalating into quarrels and inconsistencies. In any case, it is important that the adolescents can choose for themselves. They don’t always need to talk, but be seen.

In my job, I want to see you, but it’s not that I can just turn myself off. I am who I am 24 hours a day and whatever morning or evening I should see you, or you me, I will never reject you. So many great adolescents out there. I want to see you.

But, right now I have unfortunately had to take a step back and think about my situation. I feel like I ‘m failing you out there who have always trusted that I have been available, I am so sorry.

-Orkidedatter-

KT, Ether: an angel in everyday clothes across the sea…

(sitat: Dean Jackson)

«She Dances to the songs in her head,

speaks With the rhythm of her heart,

and loves from the dept of her soul».

Slik kan jeg føle det…

Over havet på andre siden av Norge der alle bølgene og skumtoppene bruser og beveger seg frem og tilbake, noen ganger stille og rolig og noen ganger med vrede og hardhet så ingen menneske kan overleve, men -hans favorittsted er allikevel midt ute på det store havet-  jeg liker å tolke det på min måte. Der borte sitter en blogger som skriver de skjønneste dikt.

KT, Ether

Det spiller ingen rolle om hvem, hva eller hvor han er, men ordene kommuniserer på en måte som alle, jeg vil tro alle, kan forstå. Alle vil tolke på sin måte, i hvert fall gjør jeg det. Jeg tenker at det gjør verden så fantastisk fargerik og vakker. Jeg kan føle på hele mitt følelsesregister, jeg kan bli sittende og reflektere, jeg kan bli inspirert og motivert og jeg søker inn i mitt innerste meg ved noen av hans dikt. Der jeg kan føle, registrere og bli bedre kjent med meg selv. Takknemlig.

Jeg følger hans blogg og det er alltid et varmt og godt hverdagsglimt jeg får når jeg trykker meg inn til han. Med sine ord han trollbinder meg slik at jeg kan sitte naglet fast til Moder Jord. Tårene triller nedover mine kinn fordi det er rørende, vakkert og stemningsfullt. Et bankende hjerte, tankespinn og emosjonelt ofte det blir.

Med sine ord jeg blir målløs, og jeg kan føle på følelser og tolke slik bare jeg kan.

Han rører ved min sjel, han varmer mitt hjerte og berører min ånd og mitt sinn.

Han skriver fra hjerte og sin sjel om -kjærlighet- og må hans ord nå langt over hele verden-

Sommerfugl betyr noe spesielt for meg, både symbolikken og hvordan jeg tolker en sommerfugl, og jeg bruker denne fantastiske skapningen ofte i mine blogginnlegg som beskriver meg selv.

Her er hvordan han på andre siden av havet tolker meg -Orkidèdatter-

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(quote: unknown)

«She Dances to the songs in her head,

speaks With the rhythm of her heart,

and loves from the dept of her soul».

I can feel that way…

 Across the sea on the other side of Norway where all the waves and foam peaks shower and move back and forth, sometimes quiet and calm and sometimes with anger and hardness so no human can survive, but -his favorite place is still in the middle of the great sea – I like to interpret it in my way. Over there is a blogger who writes the most beautiful poems.

It doesn’t matter who, what or where he is, but the words communicate in a way that anyone I want to believe can understand. Everyone wants to interpret in their own way, at least I do. I think that makes the world so colorful and beautiful. I can feel my whole emotional record, I can sit and reflect, I can be inspired and motivated and I search into my innermost by some of his poems. Where I can feel, register and get to know myself better. Grateful.

 I follow his blog and there is always a warm and good everyday smile I get when I push myself in to him. With his words he captivates me so that I can sit nailed to Mother Earth. The tears roll down my cheeks because it is touching, beautiful and evocative. A beating heart, mindset and emotionally often it gets.

With their words I become speechless, and I can feel emotions and interpret as I can.

He touches my soul, he warms my heart and touches my spirit and my mind.

He writes from heart and his soul about – love – and must now his word far across the world.


Butterfly means something special to me, both the symbolism and how I interpret a butterfly, and I often use this wonderful creature in my blog posts describing myself

Slik kan en mann på andre siden av havet tolke meg -Orkidèdatter-

Here’s how he on the other side of the sea can interpret me -Orkidèdatter-
(I have his permission to post this on my blog, thank you).

Fly, Fly

for a girl I know in Norway…

put the plane

on autopilot

and let it run its course

and there’s a chance

⁃ no a guarantee, actually

that at some point it will

crash and burn

but because love is not only pleasure

but also pain

then falling down doesn’t mean

that you’re not loved

it means

life is trying to teach you

with every crash and burn

that love isn’t all warm and cozy

like we want it to be

it can burn

sting

stung

like a mad bee

who lost its

honey

to find the best love requires you

push the limit

and fly to flowers that

are far away and the

long, wild flight there

may be scary

and you may

wreck

along the way

but,

love don’t die

so you’re going to have to get up

shake the dust from your little wings

and fly away

again

 

KT, Ether

Jeg anbefaler deg å trykke deg inn til hans blogg, sett deg godt til rette i godstolen, sett gjerne på litt musikk. Les hans dikt, scroll nedover på hans side og du vil finne noe som akkurat Du blir berørt av, målløs av og oppleve at ditt sinn og følelser begynner å jobbe og du bare må følge med i det som skjer.

Tusen takk KT, jeg er så utrolig takknemlig for at vi fant hverandre i denne verden og jeg kan følge og lese dine ord. Jeg kan ikke beskrive deg nok og takke deg nok og jeg setter veldig veldig pris på at du liker kunsten min.

I dag skal jeg lage meg en fantastisk dag og høre på musikk og lytte til rytmen i hjertet mitt, og bare være meg.

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I advise you to tap into his blog, make yourself comfortable in the chair, feel free to listen to some music. Read his poems, scroll down on his side and you will find something that you are touched by, dumbfounded by and experience that your mind and emotions are starting to work and you just have to keep up with what’s going on.

Thank you very much KT, I am so incredibly grateful that we found each other in this world and I can follow and read your Words. I cannot describe you enough and thank you enough and I very much appreciate that you like my art.

Today, I make me a great day With some Music and listen to the rhythm to my heartbeat, and just be me.

-Orkidèdatter-