What the Hell are You Doing?

‘Can I get a double Laphroaig on the rocks please?’

It started there. The bartender looked at me questingly. I’m used to that by now. I guess I just don’t look like the girl who would order a smoky whisky. Apparently he wasn’t that used to selling any kind of whisky apart from Jack or Jameson, because he slowly turned around and his eyes searched the rows and rows of bottles.

‘It’s the green bottle next to the Jameson on your right.’ He smiled, and asked me if it was any good, and we ended up having a brief conversation about whisky and then he went on to serving the bar that was starting to fill up.

I found a small table close to the dance floor. Not because I had a need to be close to all the dancing bodies (Although that is pretty entertaining in itself), but it was one of the smaller ones available.

My whisky and I sat down and was accompanied by my Mac, and then I started punching those keys. I lip synced to the music the DJ was playing, wrote words and words, and enjoyed every sip of my smoky whisky. It didn’t take long before people started looking, and very obviously wondering what the hell I was doing.

There I was, freak of nature, in the middle of a buzzing bar/club, but I was sitting by myself, not trying to make contact, I was writing, and to top it all off, I sat there with a whisky instead of a beer or a drink. There was a mixture of curiosity, confusion and dislike. How dare I behave in such an unnatural manner?

And when one guy (drunk would be an understatement) came over to me and actually asked me;

‘What the hell are you doing sitting here all by yourself? You should be out there dancing!’ You can add the drunken slurring, cause I’m not even going to try to write it in.

I laughed out loud, and told him that I was too busy at the moment making my dreams come true. He gave me a confused and angry look, walked on, and I kept on laughing while I punched the keys. So if people didn’t think me crazy already, they sure as hell probably did now.

But I’ll let you in on a secret; I couldn’t care less!

Let them look! Let them ask questions! Let them wonder, or make up stories, or dislike me for no other reason than doing things differently! Because the truth is that they know nothing about my dreams, and how important they are to me. They know nothing of my passion, and how creating makes me feel alive! And they certainly haven’t tasted a really good smoky whisky😜

But if you ask me nicely, I’ll tell you all about it! I’ll even let you have a sip😉

We are so quick to judge other people as soon as they do things differently, but how about we stop making harsh judgements and ask nice questions instead? Let’s learn from each other instead of making assumptions. Because we’re all just trying to figure stuff out our own way, and that’s the beauty of it❤️

Take inspiration from the ones who dare to be different. Those who dare to try, dare to dream and dare to not care about what everyone else thinks!

My Dream Day

As a Live a Great Story Ambassador, we get weekly challenges, and the challenge for this week was all about visualising your dreams. Writing them down with as much detail as you can, and to manifest it! Because when it comes to working against your goals and dreams, it’s so important to have a clear view of what it is that you want. Law of attraction is no joke guys 😉

So I thought I would share my dream day with you!

My dream day would start pretty early. I don’t really see myself waking up any place in particular, but it would be a place with an interesting view. Because when I get to where I want to be, anywhere in the world will be a potential office for the day.

I would get up and do some morning yoga, preferably outside with the sun on my skin.

Then I would meditate for a little while before it is time for a good and healthy vegan breakfast. After that I would make myself a cup of coffee and I would write down the things I’m grateful for, to start the day on the most positive note possible. 

After that it would be time to work. I would bring my mac or a notebook to a nearby coffee shop and sit down for a few hours. There I would write away on my current project while enjoying good coffee, surrounded by wonderful strangers, and maybe some that were no longer strangers. I would get inspiration from the vibe around me, and I would put it into my written words. 

After writing for a while, I would put away my mac/notebook, find my camera and start filming. Either from my “home office” or out and about, depending on the project I had in mind. This particular day that I have in mind, I’m somewhere new, and I would be walking around the city, exploring with my camera. I would capture all of the wonderful places and faces I would meet on my new adventure. Throughout the day I would taste interesting food, and talk to interesting people. Taking in the city and all it has to offer. Later, when I’ve uploaded all my footage and changed for the evening, I would go for a drink and have a look at what the city would be like at night. 

And depending on what that evening would bring, I would either end up having a social night or to go back to my current home and end the day with some writing or editing. 

And then I would crawl under the covers with a big smile on my face, already looking forward to the next day and all its new adventures!

So there you have it! My dream day would consist of writing, filming and traveling. I plan on doing a lot more of all three in the time that’s to come, and maybe my dream day isn’t as far away as I thought when this year started 💛

What would your dream day be like?

A 1000 Times Thank You!

Something amazing happened last weekend!

My YouTube channel reached a 1000 subscribers 😁 

I’ve been trying to picture a thousand people in the same room, and it’s a lot of people! My channel is still a tiny one, but this was an important milestone to pass for me! I had it written down as one of my goals for 2017, and even though it didn’t happen before the year changed into a new one, it was pretty dang close!

I’m a very firm believer of manifesting ones goals. Writing them down, reminding oneself about them often and then working hard to get there.

Being a dedicated YouTube is a lot of work, and if I had more time on my hands, I would’ve loved to post more videos. But that’s another goal that I’m working towards.

For now, I just want to say a big THANK YOU to all of you who’ve subscribed to my channel. A big THANK YOU for all of the wonderful people I’ve come to know because of YouTube! And of course I want to really THANK YOU guys for all the love and support❤️

You, my lovelies, ARE THE BEST! 

2018 is going to be a great year, and I lots of ideas for videos to come!

Thank you so much for watching, and I will see you in my new video soon 👋🏻

Dare to be great!

I hit that send button with a lot of thoughts going through my mind.

Maybe I should have written it differently. Maybe I bragged too much. Or what if I bragged too little?

I would be perfect for this! 

I wouldn’t have a clue..

Maybe it was a mistake…

By the time the word “mistake” crossed my mind, I wanted to slap myself.

All the pep talks, the inspirational quotes hanging over my desk, every written word through the year and of course my big life long dream of becoming a writer, and now I just told myself that I wasn’t worth it?

That the opportunity shouldn’t be taken? That I shouldn’t dare to be great?

Obstacles are what you see 

when you lose track of your goals.

I never completely lost sight of my goals, but I hid them away. I filled my time with other things, having a piece of my heart watching over my big dream while I tried out the world and looked for ideas, but only found excuses. Too many excuses.

I wasn’t getting any closer to my goals, because I stopped trying to reach for them.

Upon realizing that the fog of confusion and self doubt was what was keeping my dreams away from me, I sat myself down and gave myself the peppiest of all pep talks.

Why shouldn’t I give it my all? Why shouldn’t I take some leaps of faith? 

Why shouldn’t I dare to be great? 


No one is perfect and no one can ever become perfect, but no one should try to be anything but true to them selves.

I’m a creative person. I’ve known that all my life. But growing up I knew that I wasn’t going to become painter even though I enjoy being creative with a pencil. I wasn’t going to become a singer, even though I often do a heck of a one woman show in the shower. I’m not going to become a poetry reciting astronaut even though I let my thoughts wander into space.

But do you know what? I’m already a writer! I’ve always been a writer. A writer in progress. A writer by heart.

My not-yet-finished novel isn’t in bookshelves around the world, and I haven’t made a decent salary from writing yet, but that doesn’t make me any less of a writer as long as I keep on working, and write from the depths of my heart and the dark places in my soul.

Suddenly my goals were as clear as they have never been. And right then I decided it was time.

I was going to a leap.


I was going to take many!

And now I’m proud of myself for daring to send that email. That application for what might be the perfect job for my writing heart.

I might not get it because of lack of experience in the field. But should I be so lucky to get the opportunity then I would dare to be the greatest at it.

If you find a job that you love

You won’t have to work another day in your life.

Just give me time.. I’ll get there 🙂

And so should you!