I'm in a fase of my life where I'm into a lot of alternative stuff, after being convinced of the fact, that there's more between heaven and earth than meets the eye. This I will write about in my blog - in addition to every-day-stuff worth sharing.
Have you made similar experiences or just want to comment in any way - please feel free to do so in English, Swedish, Danish or Norwegian.
I hope you will enjoy this blog.
The picture in the header is Googled.

torsdag 24. juni 2010


It’s been a while .. again .. guess I’m more of an autumn-/winterblogger than spring-/summerblogger. There is always something else to do – always somewhere else to go. My youngest daughter just turned five – my fourteen-yearold daugther has started packing, she is moving with her father to Oslo (that’s about six or seven hours by car from here) and my oldest daughter just started taking driving lessons (kids have to be 18 here before they can get their drivers-license – for her it’s about five months from now).

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Anyway – it’s summer – according to my calendar – but I still have to turn the heat on inside. We had one day – yesterday – that gave us a summer feeling. But it’s gone again today. Hopefully we’ll get more of it later on.

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On my web-zapping – a Norwegian alternativ-page gave me this link. On Angel Haven you can find out which ArchAngel that is assigned to your day of birth. I found it very cute :o)

This is what the page told me;

You were born on a Saturday and Cassiel is the ArchAngel assigned to the day of your birth.

Born: Saturday
Presiding ArchAngel: Cassiel
Assignation: Creative Power
Daily Affirmation: "I am grateful for seas of wonder & significance"
Celestial Title: Angel of Temperance

Celestial Order: Seraphim
Day: Watches over those born on Saturday
Chakra: Crown (7th)
Color: Violet, gold, white
Planetary assignment: Governs Saturn but spends a lot of time on Earth
Main Issue: Spirituality
Sense:Beyond Self

Fragrances/Incense/Oils: Lavender, Frankincense, Rosewood
Crystals: Amethyst, Clear quartz, Diamond
Life Lesson: Selflessness
Altar suggestions: A smooth glass vase containing fresh white and violet flowers; a spiritual gift from a loved one; a diamond or clear crystal gem to enhance spiritual communication; clear glass bowl of water containing iridescent glass pebbles and rose floating candles; single white taper candle; clear quartz crystal; prayer or message book and of course, a Prayer Chest.


According to Sarah ArchAngels (another cute Angel-site) Cassiel is also described as the “ruling Prince of The Seventh Heaven” :o) On Angelology we can read that The Sevent Heaven is called Araboth and that; “The 7th Heaven is the holiest of the holy heavens. Araboth is ruled by ArchAngel Cassiel and is home to God and his Divine Throne.” Why not find out your ArchAngel and read more about him/her on the other pages?? :o)

I love angels

– and I don’t just consider them as something related to Christmas –

but as meaningful all-year-decorations

– a symbol of kindness and love.

Englenes verden

Lots of hugs and love


onsdag 28. april 2010

Another year has passed ..

I have just gotten a year older – but nothing has changed .. :o)

After listening to books “The Kite Runner” and “Thousand Splendid Suns” by Khaled Hosseini – I was curious about the movie “The Kite Runner” – and the other night I watched it online. I’m sorry to say I didn’t like it. And I guess it’s basically because of the fact that I’ve “read” the book first. Hopefully the movie based on “Thousand Spledid Suns” will be better – that is if they’re even going to make the film.


Yesterday we had a minor disaster here. It was one of the few days where the kids could bring one of their own toys to the kindergarten. Well – I forgot!! The little one wasn’t exactly impressed by her mother when she came home. After a while she says; “ I’m looking forward to my next life – when I can have new parents.”

I got a little shocked at first – but I tried to make fun of it ..

Then I got told that “her new parents hopefully wouldn’t forget to bring toys to kindergarten – and not only be thinking of their own birthday”!!!   

Well – she got me there :o)



I did however get a lot of cuddle later on – after she figured out that it was nice to have a mummy to cuddle with as well :o)


Anyway – lots of love and hugs for you all – Torilpia :o)

mandag 26. april 2010

Me – The Hierophant?

Found a cute little test on this web-page – had to take it of course :o)

Ended up being The Hierophant – and it fits – I guess .. :o) Here’s what it said;

“You are The Hierophant

Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching.

All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.

The Hierophant's purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) deals with worldly problems. He is well suited to do this because he strives to create harmony and peace in the midst of a crisis. The Hierophant's only problem is that he can be stubborn and hidebound. At his best, he is wise and soothing, at his worst, he is an unbending traditionalist.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.



Learning tarot takes time – and needs full attention. That I don’t have - at this time in life. But hopefully I’ll be back on track soon!

Lots of love and hugs from Torilpia :o)


fredag 9. april 2010

Rooster .. and the third eye :o)

This Easter-vacation we went away for a few days. We stayed on an island long way out in this fjord. You can barely see the bridge we had to cross  in the horizon. The first two days we had weather like this and a little rain – but the rest of the vacation we had great weather ….



We made ourselves a small “bonfire-place” and had a barbecue with both marshmallows and hot dogs .. the food tasted great outdoors – even when it was raining (at the first barbecue we had) :o)



My youngest daughter was so happy since she found a cute little friend to play with.

Small princesses – lots of happiness :o) ♥♥♥

Guess she really appreciated her friend – since she lent her the newest and prettiest princess-dress :o)


The first days we were lacking water – it was frozen – and we had to bring water from elsewhere .. the night before we went home the water came back .. guess the cars loved to finally get washed and get rid of all the salt from the roads .. guess the man loved to wash them - just as much :o)


My little one found her long lost princess-umbrella and she really wanted it to rain just for a little while.

Her father helped her in his own way with that .. :o)  ♥♥♥

At one occation he was a little strict with her .. and she bursted out with the following sentence; “There’s a rooster on top of your head – poking you!” I just had to laugh – and so did he :o) She got a little upset and pointed her finger towards her forhead, between her eyes and said; “It’s true – I saw it with my third eye!!!” I almost couldn’t stop laughing .. she then closed her eyes and said; “Can you see it now?? Can you see my third eye??” She was actually serious about this .. :o) Must have been something she has overheard but not completly understood :o) Or maybe it’s me that doesn’t understand?? :o) At one later occation her older sister asked her if she saw something with her third eye. She closed her eyes for a while – opened them and said; “I think it’s exhausted! I don’t see anything!” :o) ♥♥♥

Hope you’ve had a great time these days as well!!

Love and hugs from Torilpia :o) ♥♥♥

søndag 21. mars 2010

Pink dreams


It’s no secret that I love the color pink! So does my daughters :o)

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There is a lot of pink in my house – and a lot of pink clothings to wash every single day!


Maybe my children are colored by me and my taste – or maybe it’s just that most girls somehow feels drawn towards this color? I don’t know – but what I do know is that if I let my fouryearold choose her outfit herself – it most likely have at least one pink spot on it :o)

Since all we buy and a lot we do - costs money - this made me think about just that – money - and about something I read about this resently.

What if nothing about money could be kept a secret anymore? What if everybody knew about every single money-transaction – made in the hole wide world? We would know everything about all companies, countries and private persons economic situations. Why do we keep this a secret at the first place? Why don’t we want others to know about our economic situation? What is this all about??


Anyway – we are getting close to the Easter and another weeks vacation – guess the pink gets competition from another color by then :o)



Lots of love and hugs from Torilpia :o)

tirsdag 16. mars 2010


Today I got a mail about me being the lucky winner of 750.000 GBP – but it was just a scam. What if it had been true??? :o) How much is that in Norwegian kroner?? About 6.5 million … WOW!!

They didn’t call me from the national lottery this weekend either .. :o/

BUT – we can dream .. anyway :o)

Often it’s almost better to be dreaming about something – than getting it. Someone once said to be “careful what you wish for” – so I guess it’s not for sure getting it, is for the best :o)

I think it was in Conversations with God – that it was written something like; you can always get what you wish for – but you can’t always get what you wish for. Meaning we can always get the wish – but not the thing we wish for. If you understand???

Well – I’ll just keep on dreaming .. every now and again .. :o)


I’ve just finished a couple of bags for my eldest daughter. She needs them for her underwear and socks. Not actually quality-products .. but they’ll have to do for now. I can clearly see that I need a lot of practice on my machine as well .. but as long as my youngest is impressed (and she is - as long as the machine is making some noise) – I’m satisfied .. :o) I’ll just hope my eldest will be as well (satisfied – not impressed .. haha ..)!

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This actually made me think about a sewing-story from a couple of years ago. I was about to make some curtains and just had to sew a couple of short seams. I don’t use this machine very often – but I started the project. It was soooo heavy … but I made it – finally. It was kind of weird actually – since I’ve managed to pull the fabrics forward instead of backwards …. meaning the machine was sewing the wrong way … :o/ :o)

Have a great week – big hug from Toril :o)

PS; I am fully aware of  that I owe you a visit or ten .. and I promise I will do so .. eventually :o) HUGS!!

The two pictures in top of this post is Googled!

fredag 12. mars 2010

Another weekend!

I’m just posting this to wish you all a great weekend. Due to family-issues – my English blog suffers terribly. I will try to visit my regular readers this weekend – hopefully some new ones as well. For those of you that would like to read bits and pieces from my life in between my posts here – it is possible to go to my Norwegian blog and use the Google-translater. Not always correct translations – but if something seems weird – just ask :o) I feel terrible for not beeing able to update this blog as often as my Norwegian.

But I am here .. and I will be visiting your blog as soon as possible.


Outside it’s snowing – again – and everything is all white – again!

Just to comfort myself – due to this family-issues and all the snow – I’ve been shopping a few things today :o)


For the weekend – flowers and candles – colours and comfort!


So – enjoy the weekend :o)

All the best and lots of love!!

Hugs from Torilpia!!


fredag 26. februar 2010

So tired ..

I’m just writing a little post – to wish you all the best for the weekend.

The last week has been all about illness – and I’m out of energy.


I’m sorry that I haven’t been able to visit you or comment on your posts.

Anyway – I’m looking forward to do so – in a few days.

 I’ll be back!!!

Have a great weekend – Hugs!!!



lørdag 20. februar 2010

And the winner is ….. ???

I really like the voice of this young man .. :o)

Even though he’s got some critisism for his English – and for not always singing “clear and clean” – I love this song and this voice …

Guess he can get far and be “someone” – when he grows up .. :o) 

And for all those who are mad because he’s representing Norway in the Eurovision song contest;

Prejudices are the chains forged by ignorance to keep men apart.”

(Marguerite Blessington)


Not everybody kan perform as Keep of Kalessin :o)

Wish you all the best – lots of hugs!!!



fredag 12. februar 2010

Feeling sorry for ourselves

When accidents occur or we’re having a period of misfortune – we often start feeling sorry for ourselves. I guess it’s only natural. I often feel sorry for myself – but feels like a crybaby if I go around showing it to other people. I still think we’re allowed to feel that way – sometimes.

We are to be strong and not fall into selfpity or worse. If we’re feeling so sorry for ourselves – that it affects the people around us it’s not good. If one  has an accident – and he/she pushes people away because of selfpity … well - that’s probably because of his/hers pride – but what is pride? What makes a father push his kids away – when he’s suddenly without a job or in other ways lost his face. That’s pride isn’t it? And it’s selfpity!

This was probably worse in “the old days” – when our families was totally dependent on our income and contribution to life-support. No social-services was available back then .. If a man couldn’t support his family – he didn’t feel like a real man. If a woman struggled to feed her kids – she had to wait for her husband to bring home food – she couldn’t accept gifts from the community because that was charity – and it would make both her and her husband look bad. Seems rather foolish to me – but I guess I’ve never been to proud to accept gifts or anything else. I just look at it as fortune – that I’m lucky to get this things .. or whatever it is/was. It’s when it comes down to relationships – my pride shows up – and that’s not something I like about myself. Because of pride – I’ve got myself into some rather difficult situations – and – I’ve felt sorry for myself after.

So – why am I thinking about all this?

I saw a few episodes of The Little House on The Prairie and it was a lot of pride (and some selfpity) in that story.

Mikael Landon – wow .. what a smile :o)

The real Charles and Caroline Ingalls


The real Laura Ingalls Wilder and Almanzo Wilder

It’s amazing to see how they actually looked like. All though a lot of this story is fiction – there are many real parts as well. Realizing that the story about Mary (Laura’s blind sister) is most fiction – made me feel sad. She never married Adam – she never became a teacher on a blindschool – but then again she didn’t have to suffer the abortion of one child and the death (in a fire) of a second. It never happened.

A lot about this series and about Lauras life  and the rest of her family – is to be found on the internet. Their real lives was quite exciting as well.

It’s a trip down the memory lane – life as it used to be or could have been – for more than 100 years ago.

I wish you all the best – lots of love and hugs!

Torilpia :o)

(The pictures are Googled)

mandag 1. februar 2010

Painful friendship

The pain she felt – was breaking her heart!

What happened to the laughing girl - she once used to be?

The girl with hopes – dreams – fantasies for the future

- the search for happiness – her search -

ended in grief!

Her wrists witnessing about a time filled with anger – frustration – despair!

He didn’t want her – he wanted her only friend – and her friend wanted him as well!

What kind of friendship did they have since her feelings didn’t matter to her friend?

The scars on the outside was bad – but the ones inside – beyond description!

Soon she would be forgotten – as if she never was born into this world.

Only a wooden cross telling her name – the name you and I can’t remember!




We are starting a new week – and with this I would like to give you all a big hug!

All the best – Toril :o)


fredag 29. januar 2010


During my education in acupressure some years ago – I was told about this special acupunct/reflexarea under the foot. If you’re in a bad mood – just put on your walking-shoes and start walking. During the walk – we get pressure on this point and becomes happier. I never took any notes about this – and quite frankly – I’ve forgotten exactly where it is … Does anybody know where this acupunct/reflexarea is located???

I know – that the walk itself – may lead to much better moods. So maybe it was just a trick – to make us walk more .. or is it actually for real??


(I found this chart on Google!)

But if the point is to be happier – then does it really matter – if it’s for real or not? Just go for that walk!

Or – maybe the point is – if there is such an acupunct/reflexarea – then we could just press and massage it for a while – and we don’t have to go for a walk?

We can stay in – watching TV or blogging on our computers – and still be …

happy happy happy :o)


Have a great weekend – lots of love – and hugs - from Torilpia!


lørdag 23. januar 2010

What do you think?

Are we in for a Shift of the Ages?

What is 2012 about?

I found this one to be quite fascinating ..

And again – I wish we could stop all war – stop all the fighting!

I quote Leo Tolstoj;

“Everyone thinks of changing the world,

but no one thinks of changing himself.”

I quote from the last youtube-clip;

“You are only a thought away, from changing your life.”

Wish you all the best – lots of love – lots of hugs!!

Torilpia :o)

mandag 18. januar 2010

When children are growing up ..

It’s monday – I’m a bit tired – but still ready for a brand new week. DSC_0003

It’s been a calm weekend. I feel more rested than before. But still – there’s something bothering me. As some of you might know, I do have two teenage daughters. The oldest is going on 18 and the other is soon to be 14. They are in different stages of their lives – but have gotten a lot more in common lately.  Everything isn’t dominated by competition or siblings-jealousy. It is a fact that they were fighting like cats and dogs when they were younger. Whatever one of them got – the other wanted it as well. A few years ago – this changed. Now it’s very rare to hear them argue at all.

Wonderful :o)

What I wanted to write about here – is the feeling one gets when we realizes that our children is growing up. How do you deal with that? How can we let go – and trust them to manage their lives on their own? My 14-year-old is talking about moving away to another part of the country – with her dad. And the feeling hit me like a giant waterfall. My oldest daughter has been living with her dad the past couple of years – but they are living only one hours drive away. It’s many times that long to where my 14-year-old now wants to move - Oslo. I’m used to the situation of my oldest not living here, but still I have been feeling sad when she, because of friends and boyfriend – haven’t been here in weekends as often as she used to. I’m telling myself that she is a very sensible girl – not much fooling around there – and she is after all – almost grown up. In Norway 18 is the “grown-up-age” – when we are allowed most things, like driving a car, buying alcohol and tobacco, visit night clubs and vote at political elections. And - it is her father who is mainly responsible for her now – after all – not me … So ease up, woman!!! But I do like to control it all a little bit – anyway .. : o)  

Back to my 14-year-old – who was my little girl in so many years before my youngest arrived in 2005. She has always been very attached to me, didn’t like sleep-overs and always needed to know where I was. The separation between us startet a little rough – by my youngest being born. Since then it’s happened bit by bit. She is very independent and manage to fix most things by herself. Now it’s all about horses, computers and friends. And every now and again – a small crush :o) She has mentioned this moving-thing before – but I haven’t actually paid any attention to it. Until now. Now it’s actually a chance of this being the reality. I am comforting myself – saying it might not last for so very long – but then again it might. If she likes the place, the people and the school. And it’s good for her – having more time with her dad – it’s not THAT long to Oslo is it ?? …. But it’s a long travel just for a hug!

image… a hunger for life … Source; unknown! 

This feeling – it has to be some kind of separation-anxiety – can’t find a word that covers it better. How do we prepare for this? Why aren’t we told about this pain – this fear – growing inside lots of parents – when our children leaves home as young adults and independent individuals?

I can’t answer that – in any other way – than with some words from the book I can’t seem to finish; Conversations with God 1; (I have the Norwegian copy – and will try to translate it back into English without loosing it’s meaning)

“If you want a guaranty in life - you don’t want life. You want a copy of a manuscript already written.”

With these words  – I send you a big hug – because I need it – maybe you need it too?? :o)