A Special Place
For those of you who do not know, I live on a small island off the southwest coast of Norway. Although I was not born here, I do believe it is where I belong. I tried to fight it, but is there any use in fighting fate?
Unless its pouring (which happens – not complaining) I walk my two dogs Khloe and Mia everyday. Our goal is always Skadberg Sanden, which is a little beach about a kilometer down the road.
Unless the weather is exceptionally fine, I mostly find myself alone here. And that makes it a perfect spot to think, or scream into the wind, “Why am I here?”
I feel closer to God and better in touch with myself in this place. It is also the ground where my ancestors walked and that makes me feel less foreign, in this my adopted land.
There’s a charming old house standing close to the dunes, which is particularly special to me. I was no more than eleven the first time I saw it and can remember thinking how beautiful it was. I visited Norway often when I was young and every time I saw the house, I would picture myself living there.
I don’t live there, but I live a lot closer than I really, ever thought I would.
Posted on June 19, 2012, in all things Norsk and tagged adopted, America, ancestors, beach, Dogs, Expat, fate, foreign, God, home, Norway, walk. Bookmark the permalink. 28 Comments.
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you have a sweet life! enjoy
Well, its not America but you’re right, its pretty darn good!
It IS a beautiful house. You must be so curious about it’s interior too. Have you ever been inside?
No, I’ve thought about knocking on the door, but I kind of like the mystery…
The best part about the house is, its on the beach and it has the most beautiful old lattice woodwork (I wish I had a better camera, or could get a little closer)
If it ever goes for sale, I’ll be the first one to look at it!
It’s funny how to remember back that way. I remember visiting the art museum in Volunteer Park with my family, looking down from the tower at our little VW bus in the parking lot, and the sweeping views of mountains and ocean. I thought, “What a lovely, foreign place this is.” I love living here now, and never take that for granted. I sometimes think to myself, “What a lovely, foreign place this is!”
When I was young, all I wanted to do was to live in Norway – and now I do 🙂
I’ll bet if you told them the story they would be more than happy to show you.
Probably, but What would I dream about then…
Another lovely post. There are lots of unspoilt beaches up in Lewis/Harris (two separate islands – one land mass, crazy, eh?) but they are all driving distance away. I like the odd occasion I get to be there, feel like the only person in the world. 🙂
Yeah, sometimes its nice to be alone.
Oh that looks absolutely gorgeous Maggie! So very peaceful! Thanks for sharing!
Thank you, for visiting it with me 🙂
Beautiful maggie!!!!!!!!
Thanks Debbie!
I like your shoes. Where did you buy them?
They’re Sperry’s and I got them at Brave New World, in Point Pleasant, New Jersey 🙂
Beautiful, Maggie! And I just awarded you the Beautiful Blogger Award. You can read more about it here:
I feel so honored, thank you!
Love this Maggie! I felt the same when when I moved to Florida, like that is really where I belonged all along. Great post, I can relate! Thanks for swinging by Simply Stephanie today too, always good to hear from you!
I love your blog (I have a special connection to Florida)
Thanks for visiting me in Norway too!
this is a beautiful entry maggie!! i think you are right where you are suppose to be!!
Thanks Debbie!
By the way… I was thinking of you the other day while out walking. You would love it here, you can hardly take ten steps without bumping into a barn!
A “Barn Charmer’s” dream 🙂
Wow this looks like heaven. I often dream about some day moving away from the city (Chicago) and living somewhere that’s peaceful and quiet and perfect for writing.
Cheers to you for taking the brave step! Definitely following your blog now, as it feels like a mental vacation to visit the site.
Thank you, I’ll come visit you too…
Yes, its beautiful here but the weather can be pretty nasty (darn, I promised to stop complaining about the weather -Shhh…don’t tell anyone)
there is no point in fighting fate, because that would mean we are ignoring our instincts
True!
Looks like a great place for an artist Maggie. Artist need that alone time! The house is charming also. I have twelve acres in the North Florida woods and it can hard to deal with either a lack of rain for months or rain every day for the same amount of time not to mention the high humidity! However the forest is an inspiration where you are alone with nature and your thoughts. The city of Tallahassee is ten minutes away and that’s close enough! Love you photos!
I won’t deny its a great place to think and I guess thats how we create…
So as you look for inspiration in the hot, woods of Florida, I’ll look on the cold, shores of Norway.
Thanks for stopping by!