Sunset

Sunset II

You might see her at sunset,

Or maybe during sunrise.

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Something between dusk till dawn,

She is drawn.

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You might catch her on hands or feet,

Dancing to the beat.

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Or rather climbing in the trees,

But not falling on her knees.

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If you see her,

Let her be,

She is dancing happily.

Love & Light / CG
My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for my upcoming book launch event in the near future.
Nighttime with a view, woman in a red dress and heels. Oslo Opera

Poem: Life is an adventure

Life is an adventure

Life is an adventure with ups and downs,

Climbing and climbing for those goals in mind.

Despite the hurry to reach the goal in sight,

It’s the journey with all its light, different views and people you meet,

That will make you feel complete.

Thought the view on the top may be fine,

It’s the journey itself you’ll remember the best,

All those times you were put to a test.

Love & Light / CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for my upcoming book launch event in the near future.

Share a smile

🌞 Share a smile ☀️

Sunshine inside and out, 

That’s what I’m all about.  

Be the sunshine when you can, 

Like it’s part of your plan. 

For one is never fully dressed, 

Without a smile on one’s face,  

Even when it’s rainy days. 

Despite these facts, 

A smiley face can be just an artifact. 

Thus, here is a little spark and shine, 

For you to, hopefully, feel more fine. 

Whether we feel happy or blue, 

Let’s share a smile me and you.

Love & Light / CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for my upcoming book launch event in the near future.

Poem ‘Bubblegum Bitch’: Reclaiming Power

Bubblegum Bitch,

Yeah, they she is a Witch.

A true Women In Total Control of Herself,

Or Beauty if you like.

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Call her a bitch again,

And you’ll see,

Her words by the pen.

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Oh, you just called her a bitch again?

My advice would be to be more careful with your words/life then.

Calling women bitches ain’t cool. Nor is it when we women call each other that for “fun” – it ain’t fun. However, as a perpetual optimist, let’s find the light. If anyone calls you a bitch, flip your hair and return ” Oh thank you for calling me a Beauty In Total Control of Herself, try it again and see what happens”. You’re welcome, please share your stories.

Woman in trench coat during a fashion photosession with bubblegum

Love & Light / CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for my upcoming book launch event in the near future.

‘Bend or Break’: Navigating Life’s Challenges

Bend or break

They say we bend,

So we don’t break.

But what if that is a mistake?

Maybe we need to break,

To truly awake?

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In any case,

I bend,

‘Cause it’s my trend.

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And I smile,

‘Cause it’s my style.

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And I’m in the sun,

‘Cause it’s fun!

/ Love & Light, CG

Finally being able to go my regular walk once a week – slow progress is still progress. All the best!

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for my upcoming book launch event in the near future.

Happy New Year! A Poem to Ignite Your Dreams

I wish you all a Happy New Year; dear, near and far ❤️ A part of the celebration is to reflect upon our year and life, and to set new goals ( #newyearsresolutions); so here is one of my poems for you:

Your Dream

Whatever dream you have;

Please go do,

And pursue.

Here is a cheer to you!

Do – Pursue – You

/ Love & Light, CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for my upcoming book launch event in the near future.

Missing summer?

Hello lovely people,

I’m wishing you all a beautiful autumn time, the season with all colours, and showing us how beautiful change can be.

Missing summer?

Do you miss summer?
That’s a bummer.
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The past is the past,
Something that will never last.
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The future has not yet arrived,
So, wait until you know you have survived and thrived.
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But today is the present,
Treat it like a warm hug from the sun,
… which is quite pleasant.
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For if you live for today,
You’ll receive a memory bouquet,
So time to slay the day!
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Smile for what was,
And what is,
For we don’t know what tomorrow brings…
But I’m sure it’s a lot of fun and lovely things.

/ Love & Light, CG


A little update from me is that my health/body is getting better, slowly – but surely. One day at a time, working towards “my normal life” with work, all my projects, and crazy workouts…. (“normal” as I’ve always had a high tempo in life, truly enjoying doing a lot of variety with work, projects, and my daily workouts)… but not getting ahead of myself here… First and foremost, focusing on recovery by respecting my body’s need for rest and taking things slowly – still, just being able to do a little bit more every day and every week is a huge motivation in itself. Then there are days I get so excited from my small achievements, but then a little sad from not being able to do the next thing I try… On the other hand, I remind myself of the huge progress from lying in bed, and that getting back is a step-by-step process. Like yesterday, finally walked to my happy place again, a park nearby with amazing views and calmness. It’s “my place” where I’ve had almost daily evening/night walks for the past 6 years, as well as wonderful running adventures. Just being able to have a walk there now, means everything – even though I need breaks and we took the tram back home as I need to carefully choose where to use my energy… Holding on to the fact that I managed to have a wonderful walk, instead of focusing on how far I still have to work to get “back” to where I used to be. Moreover, being grateful for being a little bit back to work, having the energy to put on make-up again, and noticing that some of my light is shining through again – I’ll let the photos speak for themselves. Last words today; remember it’s all about the small moments in life and appreciating every part and every step of one’s journey.

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for the book launch event in, hopefully, the near future.

Your Life’s ‘True’ – A Poem on Reflection and Purpose

When life is put on pause,
You really have the time to reflect upon your life’s cause.
When it feels like your body is failing you,
You get to reflect on your life’s “true”.
Whether it’s a passing fight, or a slight strife,
Who says you can’t dance through life,
While still fighting the strife?
So, for whatever reason your life is on pause,
Whether its sickness or at perfect health but questioning the cause,
Here are some words for your “was”.
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All your dreams by night,
They just might,
Show you a sight.
A sight of the life you love now or the life you want,
The life you miss, or you don’t.
Let your dream by night guide you towards the real fight,
The fight for yourself where you find light.
Your life is just as bright,
As pure daylight.
However, you are the one at the steering wheel,
if you want the life you love, you must be ready to work a great deal!
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Sure, for whatever reason a pause might not feel so right,
But maybe its just preparing you for that crossroad of a fight?
After all, you might see just how bright of a life you had during the fight or strife,
When you are finding your star to shine the brightest during those darkest times of your life.
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Reflect upon whom you are, who you were and whom you’re not,
Find your life cause by opening up the knot.
Be true to who you are,
For we both know, deep down we are all a star.

During the time I’ve been sick, and I still am, the hardest part has been “the accepting it all”; putting my life on pause. Despite the fact it might not have been the longest time (at least compared to a lifetime where you need your health), it certainly feels like it. Humans are emotional beings, so where logic might tell us differently, emotions often override us – another huge topic my brain has wrapped itself around while laying way too much in bed for my wandering heart.

On the brighter side, I have truly had the time to reflect on life – both awake and asleep during day and night. Though I believe dreams are only dreams by night, they still take up what our brain is capturing by light – so whatever you dream by night, reflects your life by daylight. Thus, I feel and know at a deeper level just how much; I love my workouts and what my walks means to me, my passions and fulfillment with my work and all my projects, and how dearly I love my family and friends – just how much I love the life I have created for myself, while also seeing the depth of the relations I have to people in my life – family, friends, and colleagues. Maybe it’s truly so that during the darkest of times, is when you really see the stars in your life.

My body needs some (a lot of) rest and hopefully my doctors find out the reason why soon enough, in the meantime I’m trying my best to take care of me by giving my body the sleep and nutrition it needs – while also letting myself do small tasks giving me joy like a few poems when I finally have found the words, having a friend over for a short time, and staying a little up to date on other things. Anyway, above is another poem I just wrote around reflecting on ones life’s purpose, passions and truth. Maybe it will be a part of my second book one day – who knows… For now I hope it may be a poem to guide you, or wake something underneath – cause underneath it all, who are you at your core?

/Love & Light, CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for the book launch event in, hopefully, the near future.

Navigating Life’s Challenges: Fuck Life Sometimes

Currently, I’m quite ill, which is why I canceled the book launch event until further notice and have been quieter in SoMe… Through a lot of doctors’ appointments checking me head to toe, I’ve been keeping my spirit and hopes up by ridiculous jokes – maybe you have followed on Instagram and you know, – a little on the dark side, but at least they’re funny (or I like to think so). In any case, we are working towards finding out whatever it is, but to my frustration, but also a blessing of quiet, words of poetry have been far away and my mind (disturbingly?) quiet – probably because the only things I do is pretty much sleeping way too much, doctors appointment and eating – then repeating. However, I’ve honestly also gone through a lot of emotions and when I had a day of a tiny bit more energy, the words came pouring out again.

Please read the poem and words with an open mind and do not take it so heavily to heart – my words helped me get out my emotions of being scared, feelings of helplessness, anger, and sadness, but I’m not dying and I’ll get back on my feet soon enough; however, it’s written from a very emotional perspective… Contrary, maybe someone else out there is experiencing something similar, or far worse (though I severely hope not) – someone unique who now may have a few words for their situation, emotions, experience, perspective, or however one would like to phrase it of trying to capture a part of life.

I hope my poem, and poems, may guide you, or wake something underneath – cause underneath it all, who are you at your core?

Woman at a bridge watching the horizon

Fuck Life Sometimes

Fuck life sometimes,
All these fucking climbs.
Fuck the upper there, God, Allah, Universe, or whatnot,
Their lessons and their plot.
Fuck the journey when the destination blurs out,
No light at the end of the tunnel in sight,
Just yet another fight.
How many fights before some light?
Thank you for the lessons and hell,
Sure, made me strong with stories to tell.
Contrary, I’m far too close to the ring of the church bells,
My life feels like a jail cell.
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No work,
No workout,
No walk,
Almost no talk,
Nor friends and fun,
Projects on pause and life too,
Yeah, this girl barely put on shoes.
Bed rest with food, sleep, and repeat,
Add in a range of doctors to find,
Whatever is going on but digging deep in their mind.
A special case of some,
They’re not dumb,
But finding the cause is far from close,
Yeah, who the fuck knows?
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So here I am, in bed to sleep and sleep some more,
It’s such a bore.
Dreams of the life I had and of what I want,
It’s like life is all “a dream within a dream”,
But what happens when the sand runs out,
Yet another time I doubt.
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High hopes for a living,
Please be a little more forgiving.
Hopes for the morning, sunshine, and light,
But life is so far from bright.
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Yet I climb, yet another time,
And I rhyme,
But it feels like my life is running out of time…

/Love & Light, CG

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). Keep posted for the book launch event in, hopefully, the near future.

Radiate Light – A Poem on Healing and Inner Brilliance

Light

For all that we are,

There is a spark.

Shining bright,

Full of light.

For it’s from within,

Beyond our skin,

That we find the power to win.

Never dim, and shine bright,

With your own light.

/Love & Light, CG

Lady watching the sunset

My debut book “A Poetry Collection of The Broken and The Divine” is out for sale on Amazon (paperback and e-book). The book launch is postponed – more info here.