About me

So I’m born in the cold December of 1978, apparently it was the coldest winter in years, and my parents took me to a New Years party soon after my birth. They were eager to show me to their friends. Unfortunately their car would not start on the way home and in the Norwegian winter night I had a cold start to my life…

I think I was a happy child, spending much time with my protective big brother. He taught me much, including the south west Norway scratchy ‘R’ sound that I retain today. I had friends from several ethnic backgrounds, living in one the poorest areas in Oslo.

In school I did ok, an old schoolmate said that even though my grade was at the top end of class I was ok, since I did not bother to study, which was true. For a time I spent most classes drawing war drawings with another schoolmate.

I did have some troubles however, probably because I was a very small child, and also later because of my family and mine’s political beliefs,they were strongly communist and I became one as well. So there was some bullying from a few classmates, one of them burned my hand with a zippo lighter once, and I could not tell what had happened I thought.

One of my earliest memories however, is sitting on our balcony at home, wanting to kill myself. As I was 4-5, I thought to myself that then I would not see the circus again, and the thought left me. In later years watching the circus of humanity has had a similar effect.

My teenage years were mostly spent in the Red Youth, and on social environments on the burgeoning internet, primarily soft role playing games like Island MUD and our mIRC channel #froskegele. I tasted alcohol for the first time in a film project in high school, ironically playing an alcoholic. Alcohol and soon drugs became a major influence on my life from then, I guess for good, bad and some very bad.

I flew to Ibiza for the first time at 19 and later spent over 1 and a half years there, again ironically to stay away from substance use on the intentional community Falcon Blanco, where Bei-Yin introduced me to meditation and community living.

I was also introduced to various healing modalities EFT being the first, later RPT, Thetahealing, Compassion key, Quantum jumping, and a handful others I forget. I almost always had great results with them , both for myself and other people, and even dabbled in dreams of being a therapist. I took a college course in arts and crafts and was a hair’s breadth from failing from all the distractions of my curious interests. Still, I made the local newspaper with my only proper painting in a small show.

A lot of fuzzier years followed. I was pretty directionless though I attempted to fulfill handful of past dreams like philosophy studies, becoming an engineer, writing a book and travel. Sought out and learned more ways to meditate, greatest honour to Bjørn on Tronfjell, where I spent a summer in a cabin from the 1800’s without running water or electricity.

My parents always were a supportive influence so I was lucky in that respect even through bouts of rehab and institutions for mental health.

These days I’ve landed in gorgeous Crete in the welcoming Meditarreanean Sea, where I have my studio with a beautiful sea view apartment above. In contact with otherworldly intelligences I’ve been guided that while energetic healing is OK, what is best for me is healing through art. So I’ve doubled down on that, doing a second semester of art education at nydalen art school in Oslo, and enjoying some lessons from local artists. I work mainly with intentional healing art, receiving information through meditative processes where I connect with the higher self of the client, through intimate contact with my own.