<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775</id><updated>2012-02-16T08:07:24.912+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Eirin's blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-707878567164577178</id><published>2012-02-05T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T19:50:55.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Education Part I - Completed!</title><content type='html'>Today has been one of the best days in my life; as I received my certification as NLP Practitioner! With my mind set on personal development and working towards becoming the best version of myself that I can be, I set out on the adventure of an education within NLP - or Neuro Linguistic Programming. The process was to work within myself, and the final goal is to acquire enough skill and experience to start my own business; offering coaching and therapy. I feel more and more equipped to offer advice and guidance to those around me who seek it voluntarily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life and my experience can in some way be used as a resource for guidance and positive, personal development; then everything I've been through has reached its true purpose. I am deeply honoured and filled with gratitude to what Life has to offer is you simply seek it. I look forward to Part II of my education, where I will finally be a Master Practitioner; ready to start my own business and coach with the best intentions in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is NLP? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuro-Linguistic Programming is defined as the study of the structure of subjective experience and what can be calculated from that and is predicated upon the belief that all behaviour has structure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can it be used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By re-programming how we think, talk, respond, act and how we perceive the world - we can become a better version of ourself; one who respects all other individuals and takes responsibility for one's own Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is truly amazing how far we can actually reach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-707878567164577178?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/707878567164577178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=707878567164577178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/707878567164577178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/707878567164577178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2012/02/education-part-i-completed.html' title='Education Part I - Completed!'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-5381499415685453643</id><published>2011-10-31T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:13:12.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutritional Yeast</title><content type='html'>I have decided to try to order Nutritional Yeast from &lt;a href="http://www.iherb.com/Now-Foods-Nutritional-Yeast-Flakes-10-oz-284-g/688?at=0"&gt;iHerb.com&lt;/a&gt; :) It's a good source of B-vitamins, which makes it an ideal product for vegetarians/vegans such as myself :) It supposedly tastes like parmesan, and you can add/sprinkle it over any food you like :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to order products like this online once before, but never received them due to the customs holding my package. They had not been specified as supplements; got treated as medicine and it turned out that the daily dosage was to high to be allowed into Norway, due to rules and regulations from the health department. They destroyed the package and I was left one tough experience richer :) Looking forward to receiving the package this time (hopefully) ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.iherb.com/l/NOW-02455-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://images.iherb.com/l/NOW-02455-0.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-5381499415685453643?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/5381499415685453643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=5381499415685453643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5381499415685453643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5381499415685453643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2011/10/nutritional-yeast.html' title='Nutritional Yeast'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-2517314372575593651</id><published>2011-09-26T20:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:29:34.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Products I Love!</title><content type='html'>Wanted to write a little about a few products that I absolutely love from &lt;a href="https://phoenix.lush.co.uk/"&gt;Lush&lt;/a&gt;! They're vegan and hardly contains any "bad" ingredients :D Lush believes in "naked" products; made firm without packaging, so when they're used up - there's no garbage to throw away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Squeaky Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firm shampoo bar, first shampoo in 17 years that cured my scalp itch and dandruff! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K170VflmrOE/ToDC73GRiqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/PljMm-0MYEE/s1600/Squeaky%2Bgreen.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K170VflmrOE/ToDC73GRiqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/PljMm-0MYEE/s200/Squeaky%2Bgreen.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary, Nettle, Water, Tea Tree Powder, Peppermint, Rose Absolute, Chamomile Oil, Vanilla Absolute, *Coumarin, *Geraniol, *Benzyl Benzoate, *Limonene, *Linalool, Hydroxycitronellal, Chlorophyllin (CI75810) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Occurs naturally in essential oils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buffy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firm body scrub that also works as body butter. Use when showering, wash off the scrub grains, and you won't need lotion afterwards :) I have been struggling with dermatitis on my shoulders, which is almost gone since using this bar :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIHbNBJgffU/ToDDEMZ1tEI/AAAAAAAAAog/Rm9h-7hYDM0/s1600/Buffy.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zIHbNBJgffU/ToDDEMZ1tEI/AAAAAAAAAog/Rm9h-7hYDM0/s200/Buffy.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shea Butter, Ground Rice, Ground Almonds, Ground Aduki Beans, Perfume, Lavender Oil, Lemon Oil, *Citral, *Limonene, *Linalool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Occurs naturally in essential oils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;King of Skin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firm body butter that you use when you're done showering, before you use a towel. You won't need lotion afterwards :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wMcQN3huCRc/ToDDJy51z8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/HGfWldgG0Tk/s1600/King%2Bof%2Bskin.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wMcQN3huCRc/ToDDJy51z8I/AAAAAAAAAoo/HGfWldgG0Tk/s200/King%2Bof%2Bskin.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shea Butter, Fresh Organic Bananas, Oat Milk, Fresh Organic Avocado, Extra Virgin Coconut Oil, Perfume, Organic Jojoba Oil, Almond Oil, Tangerine Oil, Lavender Oil, Sandalwood Oil, Rose Absolute, Frankincense Resinoid, *Limonene, *Linalool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Occurs naturally in essential oils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Figs and Leaves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firm soap bar for the entire body, which is so rich in moisture, that you might not even need lotion after using this one either :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCnkBv2VdlA/ToDDOgZUtVI/AAAAAAAAAow/yE2sVp7Jf4I/s1600/Figs%2Band%2Bleaves.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCnkBv2VdlA/ToDDOgZUtVI/AAAAAAAAAow/yE2sVp7Jf4I/s200/Figs%2Band%2Bleaves.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water, Rapeseed Oil and Coconut Oil, Fig Decoction, Glycerine, Aloe Vera Extract, Sodium Hydroxide, Perfume, Ylang Ylang Oil, Orange Flower Extract, Organic Aloe Vera, Titanium Dioxide, Sodium Chloride, *Benzyl Benzoate, *Linalool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Occurs naturally in essential oils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegan &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angels on Bare Skin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft facial scrub for sensitive skin. Feels very comfortable on the skin, and leaves the skin soft and smooth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPRN1Y-XQWk/ToDDUAZp95I/AAAAAAAAAo4/amNvKu1AuPc/s1600/Angels%2Bon%2Bbare%2Bskin.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPRN1Y-XQWk/ToDDUAZp95I/AAAAAAAAAo4/amNvKu1AuPc/s200/Angels%2Bon%2Bbare%2Bskin.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground Almonds, Glycerine, Kaolin, Water, Lavender Oil, Rose Absolute, Chamomile Blue Oil, Tagetes Oil, Benzoin Resinoid, Lavender Flowers, *Limonene, *Linalool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Occurs naturally in essential oils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hottie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firm massage bar for the entire body. Rub it between your hands, and they become moist with oils and spices. Leaves you muscles relaxed, skin smooth and soft, and gives a warm sensation when applied :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i9iWdBTvNfA/ToDDYWjNkTI/AAAAAAAAApA/UVjBjYc6ySY/s1600/Hottie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i9iWdBTvNfA/ToDDYWjNkTI/AAAAAAAAApA/UVjBjYc6ySY/s200/Hottie.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocoa Butter, Shea Butter, Organic Jojoba Oil, Perfume, Ginger Oil, Vanilla Absolute, Black Pepper Oil, *Benzyl Salicylate, *Citral, *Coumarin, *Geraniol, *Benzyl Benzoate, *Benzyl Cinnamate, *Farnesol, *Limonene, *Linalool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Occurs naturally in essential oils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vegan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-2517314372575593651?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/2517314372575593651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=2517314372575593651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/2517314372575593651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/2517314372575593651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2011/09/products-i-love.html' title='Products I Love!'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K170VflmrOE/ToDC73GRiqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/PljMm-0MYEE/s72-c/Squeaky%2Bgreen.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-2258165154272788624</id><published>2011-09-21T17:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T17:08:28.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Products?</title><content type='html'>I&amp;nbsp; keep searching and searching for products that are natural and suitable for vegans. I used to automatically assume that vegan and natural products were healthy, safe and ethical, but, are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pXNGsrhz08/Tnn9BkMuS5I/AAAAAAAAAno/1Pi_njoNgLo/s1600/mother+nature+images-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pXNGsrhz08/Tnn9BkMuS5I/AAAAAAAAAno/1Pi_njoNgLo/s320/mother+nature+images-1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many products contain parabens and other unethical substances such as ricin (castor oil) among many. As for castor oil used in products, it's supposedly not dangerous once separated from the ricin-bean, but, the ethics behind it all with the poor farmers who risk their lives gathering these beans due to the known danger of severe neurological damage from mere exposing to the plant. This is the most poisonous plant in the world, and pure ricin is used in chemical/biochemical weapons. What about carmine? A color used in food and other products, obtained by boiling dead, dried insects to separate the red pigment they produce. Between the dangerous substances and the unethical ones, why does it have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not have to use animal ingredients in products, nor most, if not all, dangerous substances and chemicals that we do use today. We don't have to test on animals! We have to be more aware of what we eat, where it comes from, what it does once it enters our system - we have to take a bigger interest in our own health and the well-being of our surroundings. Isn't that what makes us human, to be able to show humanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must it be so hard to be able to find fairtrade, living creature-free, poison-free and paraben-free products? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure Mother Nature never intended for us to live as most of us do today, disregarding the balance with all that is and lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for all that I have, and all that I am :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-2258165154272788624?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/2258165154272788624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=2258165154272788624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/2258165154272788624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/2258165154272788624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2011/09/natural-products.html' title='Natural Products?'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pXNGsrhz08/Tnn9BkMuS5I/AAAAAAAAAno/1Pi_njoNgLo/s72-c/mother+nature+images-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-6776625844563231610</id><published>2011-05-16T00:55:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:03:25.499+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I often think about why I do what I do. Why I have these exact feelings, or thoughts or opinions. Are they mine, are they influenced? Does it matter as long as I feel like this is "me"? When we grow up, we listen, we observe and when we're old enough; we become aware of our actions. Is there such a thing as free will, or is it a state of mind more than a fact? Everything we know, comes from somewhere; a source. Parents, family, school, friends, society etc. Some say we grow up to become our parents, and I agree to an extent. We look to them for guidance and life-experience. We see how they respond to situations and challenges, and often we turn to those traits when responding and reacting, as we saw them do. I do, however, believe that we can choose whom to be; with all the knowledge and sources that are out there. We can choose which manner to respond to in real life situations, we can be as unique as we want. Being your own special self however, takes courage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;"My life is my canvas, and I cover it in acts of beauty, kindness, generosity and authentic self-expression." - Michael Bernard Beckwith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I take pride in being different, because no matter how much one might want to "be like everyone else", one can't escape the fact that all humans are unique. Why not embrace it and make it the most beautiful feature about yourself? I'm glad that we're so different, because that gives us the precious opportunity to learn from each other and become the best version of ourselves that we can be. If we have the courage to do so, I think a lot more people would experience the blessing of Love. "There are no ungraceful people, just ungraceful moments." I think everyone is capable of love, and perhaps "evil actions" are merely misplaced attempts of love, when one haven't learned how to wield it with kindness and light. I doubt it's a natural state for people to be evil, and maybe the hardest thing to teach a child is unconditional love, especially you haven't experienced it yourself. If the World knew unconditional love; we wouldn't need weapons and borders; we would know how to be One. We -are- One, but somewhere a long in our history; we separated ourselves from Bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;"It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it." - Aristotle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Genuine respect is just that; being able to listen to someone who has different opinions and views, without condemning them, while you turn to prejudice. I always try my best to look past differences, and sometimes it presents more of a challenge than usual. I try to take my thoughts to a better place, and work on accepting what is. If you feel the need to change someone or something, try to make some positive changes within yourself instead. When I started to practice on changing my own mental patterns, I suddenly became aware of all the beauty and grace in the World, not just the pain and suffering. One person can't carry the World on its shoulder, even if you might feel guilty for not trying to do so. I wanted to change everything I thought was wrong with the World, and fell into depression when trying to cope with the reality; I can't change a single person in this world, but myself. That's when I started to look at myself instead. I learned that I can't physically change anyone, but I can inspire individuals to want to make a positive change in their own lives. This is a gift I intend to make the best of, and when used with love, light and grace; you experience miracles first hand. We all have this gift, all you need to do is seize it and use it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-6776625844563231610?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/6776625844563231610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=6776625844563231610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6776625844563231610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6776625844563231610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2011/05/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-2135437979422102621</id><published>2011-01-25T14:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:11:14.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rays of Hope</title><content type='html'>This is a wonderful project organized by a lovely girl whom I have had the pleasure of attending school with when we were younger, Anna Wnuk :) It's a project designed to reach out to kids who are less fortunate, and to give them a chance to make a future for themselves. Best of luck in your future endeavors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raysofhopegroup.com/"&gt;Rays of Hope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-2135437979422102621?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/2135437979422102621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=2135437979422102621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/2135437979422102621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/2135437979422102621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2011/01/rays-of-hope.html' title='Rays of Hope'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-621742024790405756</id><published>2010-11-26T23:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T23:53:03.831+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Truth"</title><content type='html'>I often think about the meaning of life, how we came to be - where we're going, but I doubt I'll ever get the real answer. There are many theories; evolution, creation, Big Bang and so on. We can't throw away any of these theories, because we don't know enough to be able to say "this is what happened". All through my life I've met different people with different opinions, ideas and beliefs. Some of them claim they hold the "truth", because what they believe is what seems most logical to them or because the scientists say that this must be right; we're proven it. I believe in science just as much as I believe in God, the existence of Jesus, and the texts that tells us about his life. I feel that science and religion walk hand in hand because they both supply information to what may be the reality where the other field lack knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind." - Albert Einstein &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that people who do this and that will go to Hell, but who are they to judge? Why do so many of us have such a strong need of judging others? Others say that those who believe in religion are blind and unintelligent, because science have proven that Adam and Eve weren't the first two people, and that God doesn't exist. Why is it so hard to accept a difference of faith, belief and opinions? Because we have to tell the poor souls who live their life for a Savior that what we believe in is nothing more than bogus and wishful thinking? Or is it because we have to lead those who walk on the "wrong path" back from the shadows and onto the "right" path in the light where we who believe walk? Believing in one or the other doesn't make one more sacred or more intelligent. Some of the most intelligent people through the ages believed in a higher being, and some of the most wonderful people who did so much good that they left a mark in our history; had no religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Someone's opinion of you does not have to become your reality." - Les Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experience that some religions and beliefs monopolize Heaven and Paradise, saying that "this is what is required to do to get to heaven", while some even charge money for reassurance of a prime spot in bliss. I think it's a real shame that when someone is so scared of not getting into heaven, that they pay to feel safe; that someone takes money for something they have no control over. I think God loves all his children, even those who don't believe; and would never deny them access to His kingdom. I experience God as an all-good, all-loving being who wants us all to live in peace with wholehearted love as a common goal in life. It shouldn't be wrong to ask someone if they want to know about Jesus, but it should be a given to respect someone when they decline. It shouldn't be wrong to teach and learn about science and expand in the scientific field, but it should be a given that science can't answer everything and that some people find their own answers. Next time, when you feel the need to judge and measure; turn your eyes inwards and take a look at your own self first :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself." - Leo Tolstoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-621742024790405756?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/621742024790405756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=621742024790405756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/621742024790405756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/621742024790405756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/11/truth.html' title='The &quot;Truth&quot;'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-7207228702287935649</id><published>2010-11-08T20:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T20:42:22.037+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fateful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TNhSY7qyAII/AAAAAAAAAmI/0BzYneaoWfk/s1600/Eirin+%28Curls%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TNhSY7qyAII/AAAAAAAAAmI/0BzYneaoWfk/s320/Eirin+%28Curls%29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;I decided to post about my injury and what happened on that  day. This is something I wrote a long time ago, and as people wonder  what happened; I feel that this really explains it =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_right"&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love life, and I love living it - however, there's been and will be  challenges in my life. On the 3rd of July, 2001, I was in a severe  accident that paralyzed me from my shoulders and down. I was spending my  summer at my grandparents, and had just come home from a wonderful trip  to Crete. I wanted to go swimming at a small beach near my grandparents  with a friend of mine. I had spent a lot of time there on earlier  occasions, and thought I knew the area. Right before we went for a swim,  I told my friend that I had this awful feeling something terrible was  going to happen - just didn't know when, or to whom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was less then 10 minutes later when I was standing at the edge of the  stone-pier we used to dive from. I always felt safe there as the pier  was only 70cm above the water; however, that day would turn out to be  very different. The guy in front of me told me to just jump in, as water  was lovely. So I did, and things were never the same again. I must have  hit my head on the bottom of the sea, causing my 5th vertebrae to  shatter, with damage to the 6th vertebrae as well. I remember not being  able to feel my body, nor move my legs and arms. I saw my arms floating  beneath me, it was terrifying... I tried to scream, but water kept  filling my lungs, and I knew something was very wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember panicking, but my friend who was with me did... When  she told me how she experienced the accident, it was like a hand  gripping my guts and twisting it. The ambulance-drive to the hospital  felt like ages, I just wanted to get there so the doctors could fix me  and send me home as good as new... I wasn't in any physical pain during  it all, my nerves were in shock I was told. When I woke up after the  surgery, it felt like I had been hit by 10 trucks. I was heavily sedated  by morphine, but everything was still very much real. Didn't feel like  it... The doctor who operated on me came into my room, ready to say the  words I think all doctors loathe; "you broke your neck and the nerves  were torn apart, you will never walk again." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to give up, I want to keep fighting. No matter how hard you  fall, there's always a chance you'll make the road back up. I still  have so many things I'm thankful and grateful for. The lovely family and  friends I have who's been with me through all of this, helping and  aiding in every way possible - and the things that I can still do; speak  and think for myself, experience joy and sorrow, and follow my dreams.  I'm still a bit bitter, and I don't know if I'll ever accept that this  is how I am going to live, physically, but I've learned to live with it  while finding a solution to become more independent. I know there is  one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-7207228702287935649?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/7207228702287935649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=7207228702287935649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/7207228702287935649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/7207228702287935649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-fateful-day.html' title='My Fateful Day'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TNhSY7qyAII/AAAAAAAAAmI/0BzYneaoWfk/s72-c/Eirin+%28Curls%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8071538036860854644</id><published>2010-10-31T22:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T21:27:51.917+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TM3lBSkRf8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Vrzn6ZKaHtY/s1600/Halloween+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TM3lBSkRf8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Vrzn6ZKaHtY/s200/Halloween+1.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today it's Halloween, and we dress up as monsters, fairies and ghosts :D Kids go "trick or treat"-ing, and grown-ups party in costumes :) We carve out pumpkins and decorate with skeletons, fake spiderwebs and other scary creatures! &lt;i&gt;But, what is Halloween&lt;/i&gt;? It's often linked to the festival of Samhain; which marks the end of summer and the harvest. It is also a "festival of the dead" for some people. For some the day honors saints, for others it's a prime opportunity to call forth some goth and horror ;) Nevertheless, it's very popular in today's world, and I for one think it's a ton of fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the picture is of our very own home-made jack-o-lantern :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my dear friend Linn Therese and I went out to town for a few drinks. I didn't think far enough to realize that this would be the night for the Halloween parties, and I was a little bummed out that I didn't get to wear a cute costume. However, we got to see tons of awesome costumes, and this guy should have won a prize of some sort for his Michael Jackson look-alike-ness ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TNB0J3DUcuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/K8J2J2shHT8/s1600/Eirin+&amp;amp;+-M.J.-.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TNB0J3DUcuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/K8J2J2shHT8/s320/Eirin+&amp;amp;+-M.J.-.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8071538036860854644?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8071538036860854644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8071538036860854644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8071538036860854644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8071538036860854644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween-d.html' title='Happy Halloween! :D'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TM3lBSkRf8I/AAAAAAAAAlo/Vrzn6ZKaHtY/s72-c/Halloween+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8480620733205313079</id><published>2010-07-26T17:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:25:41.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Spiritual Name!</title><content type='html'>I sent a request to the 3HO organization for a spiritual name, and they most kindly gave me a wonderful name: Shabadpreet Kaur :D This is the response I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Spiritual Name for: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Palatino; font-size: small;"&gt;Eirin Cecilie Ludvigsen Gjedrem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Sat Nam, dear sister in divine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Your request for a spiritual name has been gratefully received.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;You have been blessed to live as &lt;b&gt;Shabadpreet Kaur&lt;/b&gt;, which means the Princess/Lioness of God, who remembers and meditates upon the Shabad. She is the Princess/Lioness of God, whose word has power.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Shabad means the Sound current, God's primal sound, the essential sound, hymn, the Name of God, word of God. &amp;nbsp;Preet means divine Love. &amp;nbsp;Kaur means the Princess/Lioness of God who walks with grace and power throughout her life. &amp;nbsp;Kaur is a name that all women receive. &amp;nbsp;Yogi Bhajan taught that every woman has the potential to attain a true state of grace and power, and he encouraged each woman to manifest that potential. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Receiving the name Shabadpreet Kaur means that you have the potential to love experiencing the sound current. &amp;nbsp;Opening your heart to the subtle “Naad” (sound vibration) of chanting and meditating upon the Shabad, the sound of God, the word of God, will raise your vibration and awaken your power.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;The power of a Spiritual Name is that the more you speak and hear your name, the more it permeates into your being…and the more you will experience its Nadh (inner sound current), bringing you into harmony with your destiny.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Look deeply into yourself with the intention of discovering your true self and becoming one with the One. &amp;nbsp;Become a radiant light that is a guide for everyone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;May God bless you and guide you, now and forever. &amp;nbsp;In the Name of the Cosmos which prevails through everyBODY, and the Holy Nam which holds the world. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Many blessings,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Nirinjan Kaur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Book Antiqua; font-size: small;"&gt;Spiritual Names Director&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I am truly excited about this as spirituality means a great deal to me, and the Shabad is also one of my favorite songs :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8480620733205313079?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8480620733205313079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8480620733205313079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8480620733205313079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8480620733205313079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-spiritual-name.html' title='My Spiritual Name!'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-9180215248097962884</id><published>2010-07-13T14:24:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:25:13.034+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bachelorette Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxX_4rIbfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/IiJ_oEEFzHw/s1600/Bachelorette+Party+18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxX_4rIbfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/IiJ_oEEFzHw/s200/Bachelorette+Party+18.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Saturday the 10th of July my best friends and I celebrated my engagement to Steinar :D It started out with me and my oldest friend, Linda, getting our make-up done at noon, followed by champagne in the car on our way to the hairdresser for some styling ;) Steinar was our driver for the day, so we were in for some real spoiling and pampering :D Afterward we headed back home where Steinar, Linda and my mother got the food and tables ready for the rest of the girls. On the menu was bruschetta with a garlic and basil butter, chopped tomatoes sprinkled with a honey and lemon dressing, topped with mozzarella... DELICIOUS! Then we had a pasta salad consisting of pasta, homemade pesto, red onion, sun-dried tomatoes, sugar peas and parsley - sooo goood... As if that wasn't enough food, Linda had also made spring rolls with carrots, kale, and glass noodles together with a homemade chili-sauce from her mother. There was nothing left of the food by the next day, as it was a truly amazing meal! To top it off, we had cheesecake from Charles &amp;amp; De for dessert - such a treat! We had a few good drinks, sang SingStar, talked and laughed, and had such a good time :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxab7HD19I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6gVKHzlINEc/s1600/Bachelorette+Party+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxab7HD19I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6gVKHzlINEc/s200/Bachelorette+Party+14.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxaQ3qatII/AAAAAAAAAlI/rghQB71beQg/s1600/Bachelorette+Party+04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxaQ3qatII/AAAAAAAAAlI/rghQB71beQg/s200/Bachelorette+Party+04.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around 21:30, we headed for town! Linda had written a note which she had taped to the back of my chair and to my knees for people to read. I had no idea what it said, but when random people started giving me hugs and kissing me on the cheek; I figured what it had to say! :D It was one of the best evenings of my life, and I couldn't have asked for better friends!! They treated me like a princess, and I felt like one! Good drinks, and great songs from an amazing and funny pianist who dedicated his songs to me, and my angels around me; it was safe to say it was a little piece of Heaven! My evening ended with the pianist singing a hilarious version of "Ride around Sally" going "Ride around Erin", and the entire club singing along! :D I thank God every day for the wonderful people in my life, and Bless them for making my day so PERFECT! Linda, Hanne, Natalie, Linn Therese, Solveig &amp;amp; Maren - I &amp;lt;3 you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-9180215248097962884?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/9180215248097962884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=9180215248097962884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/9180215248097962884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/9180215248097962884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-bachelorette-party.html' title='My Bachelorette Party!'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/TDxX_4rIbfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/IiJ_oEEFzHw/s72-c/Bachelorette+Party+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-5093573644360296094</id><published>2010-06-25T20:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T20:14:37.430+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What To Write</title><content type='html'>I've been working on my speech for the wedding, and even though I thought I was done - I still feel there's something missing. I want to include everyone I love, but they say a speech is supposed to be approx. 3 min. long. I'd need an hour..:P I want to re-write everything, because I'm not satisfied; but what to write? Often the words just come to me, and like a machine, I type and type. So far it feels forced... I try to use grand and marvelous words, because Steinar one of the best blessings I've ever received, and it sounds 'fake'. Perhaps the right time haven't come to me yet :) Every night when I go to bed, I'm so philosophical, and I have no way of writing everything down :P I bought myself a voice recorder just to make sure any good ideas are remembered, and I feel so silly when I use it, especially if someone is listening while I talk :D It's a great tool though, and I'm sure I'll make good use of it! I pray that the feeling will come to me during the daytime, while I'm sat here - so that my speech will finally be genuine! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Light and Love &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-5093573644360296094?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/5093573644360296094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=5093573644360296094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5093573644360296094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5093573644360296094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-to-write.html' title='What To Write'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-3912054219297835551</id><published>2010-03-28T22:29:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:39:19.381+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-80FbuPiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cNLYWima7Co/s1600/earth-hour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-80FbuPiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cNLYWima7Co/s200/earth-hour.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Earth Hour is so important, and it's always fun to attend :) Turning off all the lights for an hour, lighting a lot of candles and spend time without PC's, TV's and phones - just talking to friends, family or that special someone :) The sky, with it's beautiful stars, lights up like never before, and it's amazing to see how many large cities, companies and people in general actually attend! It's a true blessing when that many hearts burn for the wellness of our environment :D Looking forward to next year's Earth Hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pictures from our living-room :D So cosy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-863c7aNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ydr8uN1t4qo/s1600/27032010183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-863c7aNI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ydr8uN1t4qo/s320/27032010183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-9NbwZEbI/AAAAAAAAAkI/donYt9QjsCY/s1600/27032010184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-9NbwZEbI/AAAAAAAAAkI/donYt9QjsCY/s320/27032010184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-9XVmGPvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-0FiBOqCtJU/s1600/27032010185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-9XVmGPvI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/-0FiBOqCtJU/s320/27032010185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-3912054219297835551?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/3912054219297835551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=3912054219297835551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3912054219297835551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3912054219297835551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour-2010.html' title='Earth Hour 2010'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S6-80FbuPiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cNLYWima7Co/s72-c/earth-hour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-5681131004883255577</id><published>2010-03-01T19:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:19:26.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S4v4-6XqogI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zv3N31zt0Vw/s1600-h/smile1-main_Full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S4v4-6XqogI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zv3N31zt0Vw/s200/smile1-main_Full.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S4v4-6XqogI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zv3N31zt0Vw/s1600-h/smile1-main_Full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within. It is not what we see and touch or that which others do for us which makes us happy; it is that which we think and feel and do, first for the other fellow and then for ourselves." - &lt;/b&gt;Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't define my own happiness on my lack of the ability to walk; I define it by my ability to live the life I want despite my challenges. I therefore see myself as a happy person since I'm well on my way to do exactly that. I don't feel that being unable to walk is reason enough to give up my dreams; I just have to modify them and work just as hard to reach them :) What is the point of pursuing a dream that would no longer give you true joy? New dreams can be just as amazing to go for if the reward is true happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S4wDsAutSQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/nb_Q9VRsDi8/s1600-h/angel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S4wDsAutSQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/nb_Q9VRsDi8/s320/angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wanted to be a lawyer; then I got injured, lost a law-suit and was left with a foul taste in my mouth from the fact that justice does not always prevail. I realized I could never be happy fighting for what's right, and losing to injustice. I wanted to be a psychologist; but after getting to know myself through therapy - I learned that I -feel- to much to be able to distance myself from others pain and suffering. I take it all in, and make it my own living hell. Recently I've questioned and searched myself for an answer as to what it is that I want to do with my life. I think I found the answer; healing. I want to be a healer, and I find the path of healing to be just as admirable and giving as anything else. That way I can learn to protect myself from other people's energy, as well as treat suffering the way I love; alternatively. It's what's helped me more than anything, and what I want to share and give to others. Being able to find joy while helping others is all that I want. Alternative medicine and treatments saved my life, gave me hope, rekindled my flame and made me an authentic happiness :) This is my experience; and I feel proud to share it. To each their own! :) Perhaps I'll start my 1,5 year long quest to discover or evolve my ability to heal, this very fall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Light and Love ~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-5681131004883255577?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/5681131004883255577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=5681131004883255577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5681131004883255577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5681131004883255577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/03/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S4v4-6XqogI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zv3N31zt0Vw/s72-c/smile1-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-6950972258179539237</id><published>2010-02-09T19:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:26:07.828+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S3GlgK1YxXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XsokDkW73YA/s1600-h/pp_76062_christmas_blessings_lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S3GlgK1YxXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XsokDkW73YA/s320/pp_76062_christmas_blessings_lg.jpg" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"I feel the winter coming, a sensation as pure as an innocent heart. &lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmth of love in the making of every snowflake, each one as unique as the next. &lt;br /&gt;As the snow kisses the ice-cold ground, living but for a few minutes, the winter is like an angel as she lifts my spirit and rekindles my internal flame. &lt;br /&gt;The death of a single flake reminds me of the little time we have, as my thoughts wonder the many shores of loneliness in my soul. &lt;br /&gt;The anticipation of a fresh start lingers on my fingertips, and as my hand reaches for the stars, I feel the energy of a billion fires as I ascend. &lt;br /&gt;Not looking back, not longing, but living for the future. &lt;br /&gt;My last hope of affection from Life, as beautiful as she is, with her deadly touch. &lt;br /&gt;Warm tears quickly shaped into crystals, neither for joy nor sorrow; but for faith. &lt;br /&gt;I feel the winter coming, wrapping her warm wings around me. &lt;br /&gt;She lays me naked on the ground and leaves me as she bares a lucid smile. &lt;br /&gt;I close my misty eyes as sincere token of gratitude for what she has given me; a second chance, a new beginning, a lighter path on which to walk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- by Eirin Cecilie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-6950972258179539237?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/6950972258179539237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=6950972258179539237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6950972258179539237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6950972258179539237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2010/02/beautiful-chaos.html' title='Beautiful Chaos'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/S3GlgK1YxXI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XsokDkW73YA/s72-c/pp_76062_christmas_blessings_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8981845346850483043</id><published>2009-12-13T11:42:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T11:51:06.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Come All Ye Faithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SyTFwIhr4iI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3Ikgi-ZW-2Y/s1600-h/baby_jesus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SyTFwIhr4iI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3Ikgi-ZW-2Y/s200/baby_jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy." - Unknown source&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas-time again; my favourite time of the year. The decoration is up, the dinner is planned and the presents are ready. There's fire burning in the fire-place all day, and my cats are both trying to sneak the spot nearest to the fire for warmth ;) Christmas-music is continiously playing, on my PC at least, and my thoughts wander off to what this celebration is really about; Jesus Christ. What a wonderful blessing He is! For me, this time of the year is about those who have little, for we all have much to give. I pray that those who have no food, no roof over their head, no family to care for them - that God may send His angels to watch over them and give them peace. It's wonderful to see how people come together and help those in need, when they need it the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishlist for Christmas isn't long, but it's wishes that can only be granted by a change in the thoughts of mankind, and how we act:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That we stop fighting for peace, and actually live in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That all of our wealth and resources becomes available to those who are in dire need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That we all show a little more love and compassion, because; if you could only love enough - you could be the richest person in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Snow on Christmas Eve ;) (not so much up to us thought :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Christmas-songs, and this one is my favourite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.:: O Holy Night ::. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long lay the world in sin and error pining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O night divine, the night when Christ was born; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O night, O Holy Night , O night divine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O night, O Holy Night , O night divine! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O'er the world a star is sweetly gleaming, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now come the wisemen from out of the Orient land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The King of kings lay thus lowly manger; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In all our trials born to be our friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behold your King! Before him lowly bend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behold your King! Before him lowly bend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Truly He taught us to love one another, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His law is love and His gospel is peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in his name all oppression shall cease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With all our hearts we praise His holy name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His power and glory ever more proclaim! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His power and glory ever more proclaim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas-blessings to you and your loved ones, may it be a wonderful time in your lives ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8981845346850483043?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8981845346850483043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8981845346850483043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8981845346850483043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8981845346850483043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-come-all-ye-faithful.html' title='O Come All Ye Faithful'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SyTFwIhr4iI/AAAAAAAAAfc/3Ikgi-ZW-2Y/s72-c/baby_jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-3038131309166401972</id><published>2009-11-05T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:46:03.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To True Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SvNHTzDPIgI/AAAAAAAAAes/SczuXkw0i8s/s1600-h/Love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SvNHTzDPIgI/AAAAAAAAAes/SczuXkw0i8s/s200/Love.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent the evening reading my old cards and letters from when I was injured and the time after. I would like to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to everyone who was there for me when times were very tough, and still are today. I feel truly blessed to have such great people in my life. I never have and never will take your support and encouraging words for granted! Thank you ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-3038131309166401972?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/3038131309166401972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=3038131309166401972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3038131309166401972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3038131309166401972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-true-friends.html' title='To True Friends'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SvNHTzDPIgI/AAAAAAAAAes/SczuXkw0i8s/s72-c/Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8084902582960852332</id><published>2009-10-15T22:39:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:15:56.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Spiritual: Light and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SteIqYrljyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IvzEEZ6mk-Y/s1600-h/spiritualism.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392929340560609058" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SteIqYrljyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IvzEEZ6mk-Y/s320/spiritualism.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I'd write about what my beliefs means to me :) I've always been fascinated with religion and personal beliefs, and there's always something new to learn. Religion is history, faith, beliefs, personal sancturary and so much more. I've always gone my own ways, believed in what is true for me, and that has given me quite a giving and challenging experience in life. I'm rarely scared of saying what I mean, but I always stand for what I say. For me, religion and faith has been very important; even life-saving at different times in my life. It helped me overcome a severe anxiety of dying, enabled me to change my perspective on the life I'm chosen to live. My deep depression started to untangle, and month by month I felt like I became a new person. I was more positive, found solutions rather than obstacles and gave me the power to believe that I can live a happy life. I learnt to find and see the blessings in tough situations and challenges; and the light at the end of the tunnel suddenly captured a spark - and started burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that there is such a thing as Karma, because doing good things, really comes back to you in many wonderful ways. It makes me want to try even harder to do good things towards those who need it. Everyone benefits from a smile on a sad day, a good word when the reality is harsh, and a good deed when times are tough. The giver, and the receiver; try to be both ;) I think the one thing people react to with a slight (or big?) shock - is that I find being in a wheelchair as big a blessing as it is also a difficult challenge. I have learnt so much, received so much, laughed so much, cried so much, given so much, fought so hard, loved so much - and it has only made me grow as a person. My life is so abundant :) I am getting married next summer(!!), and we are having a spiritual wedding :D So very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Light and Love ~*~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8084902582960852332?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8084902582960852332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8084902582960852332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8084902582960852332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8084902582960852332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/10/being-spiritualist-light-and-love.html' title='Being Spiritual: Light and Love'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SteIqYrljyI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IvzEEZ6mk-Y/s72-c/spiritualism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-6477849182444930114</id><published>2009-09-21T14:54:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:04:05.021+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Earth: Eunoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Srd8tUwwBhI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GrtPTDEDEBE/s1600-h/MotherEarth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Srd8tUwwBhI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GrtPTDEDEBE/s320/MotherEarth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383908997653857810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother Earth is so precious and beautiful. It's important to care and nurture for all her creatures and creations :) I want to write about some of my "heart-causes", that I believe in and hope to see more and more people think and care about. Doesn't take too much effort to try and help make a difference in this World, and here are (as I see them :P) some good suggestions and tips! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some organisations that offer different ways of helping: financially and/or taking physical action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dyrebeskyttelsen.no/" target="_blank"&gt;Dyrebeskyttelsen Norge&lt;/a&gt; (for norwegians)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/" target="_blank"&gt;PETA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.panda.org/?referer=wwf.no" target="_blank"&gt;World Wildlife Fund&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sponsor parent (for norwegians):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.misjonsalliansen.no/pages/ma_forside.aspx?nr=2" target="_blank"&gt;Misjonsalliansen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plan-norge.no/" target="_blank"&gt;Plan Norge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sos-barnebyer.no/forside/pages/default.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;SOS-barnebyer Norge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lists that offer guidance for buying products:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PETA's (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) do/don't test list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.caringconsumer.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Caring Consumer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyrevernsalliansen's rød/grønn liste:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dyretesting.no/forbruker/forbruker.html" target="_blank"&gt;Bli en dyrevennlig forbruker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OBS! Noen "grønne" firma har moderselskap som er på den røde listen, som f.eks. The Body Shop - som eies av L'Oreal (de tester på dyr), så vær oppmerksom på det. Sjekk gjerne på nettet, så finner du fort ut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Norwegian) Her er linker til noen nettbutikker som selger naturlige produkter til hele kroppen din og hjemmet ditt. Disse produktene er &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ikke testet på dyr&lt;/span&gt;, og i tillegg er de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miljøvennlige&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etgronnerehjem.no/om.php" target="_blank"&gt;Et grønnere hjem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kinsarvik.no/Default.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Kinsarvik Naturkost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urtekosmetikk.no/" target="_blank"&gt;Charlottes Urtekosmetikk&lt;/a&gt; (min favoritt :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important that we acknowledge that animals aren't here for us to eat, treat and use as we please - and that nature's resources aren't ours to spend and consume as we please. We all carry a responsibility to make sure that the Earth remains sustainable for all the years and generations to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paw-five! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SreJAD2vhhI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8HPXWBwaphY/s320/RabbitHighFive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383922513672635922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-6477849182444930114?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/6477849182444930114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=6477849182444930114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6477849182444930114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6477849182444930114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/09/mother-earth-eunoia.html' title='Mother Earth: Eunoia'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Srd8tUwwBhI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GrtPTDEDEBE/s72-c/MotherEarth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-7527001176201539596</id><published>2009-09-14T13:32:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:50:55.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Sq6siIamJuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/XARH6-rTOAA/s1600-h/Sun.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Sq6siIamJuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/XARH6-rTOAA/s320/Sun.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381428307128887010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She shines and brightens my day in every way! &lt;3 She gives me life, she gives me joy and she makes me smile :) How beautiful, this magnificent star, burning in space - what a wonder! She feeds me vitamins, she keeps me warm. She makes butterflies rest all over our driveway on the hot stones, and it's a lovely sight :) Today is an exciting day for Norway. The public gets to vote for a new government. I went to my old primary school, and it's always a little weird to be back and recall all the memories. Some good, some bad, but most of all; a part of the history of Me :) I got to vote, and now; we wait :D Have a glowing day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless you &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-7527001176201539596?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/7527001176201539596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=7527001176201539596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/7527001176201539596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/7527001176201539596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/09/sun.html' title='The Sun'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Sq6siIamJuI/AAAAAAAAAcY/XARH6-rTOAA/s72-c/Sun.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-3585129992617627547</id><published>2009-09-08T22:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:56:41.137+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Sqa-fEYgEPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dGEXsJSf_yc/s1600-h/Autumn+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Sqa-fEYgEPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dGEXsJSf_yc/s320/Autumn+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379196245902364914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Autumn is slowly making it's way here, and I am looking forward to it! :D I love the fall and all it represents for me. Another year with great experiences and tough challenges is coming to an end, and it won't be long till there's another fresh start. The smell of winter hinting, the colours of a tree getting ready to survive the cold - it feels like magic is in the air. Expectations for Christmas and New Year, and plans for my very first Thanksgiving dinner with guests..!! So exciting! :D A lot of people feel sad when the fall creeps in, they feel as if the surrounding are "fading and dying", but I experience the fall as a tribute to all living things, and the cycle of Life - which is perfect on it's own. It makes me look forward to the next time the Mother Nature will be in full bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a certain calm to the fall that I really like. For "thinkers" like myself, who spend a lot of time lost in their own little pondering-bubble, his may be an excellent time to sit outside in the mind-clearing air and feel clarity as the thoughts settle for a while. I love to sit outside and enjoy the smell of burning wood, descending from the chimneys. And the stars ...at night! Sky so clear! One of God's most prescious wonders, so perfect and beautiful :)) This is the -perfect- time to snuggle underneath a blanket, with a cup of hot chocolate and the gift of a burning sunset, glowing through the windows. I'd like to share a poem I wrote many years ago, with some "art" to go with it :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SqbDZ3-utVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Z87Dk5iMk9E/s1600-h/Stars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SqbDZ3-utVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Z87Dk5iMk9E/s320/Stars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379201654231840082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless you! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-3585129992617627547?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/3585129992617627547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=3585129992617627547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3585129992617627547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3585129992617627547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/09/autumn.html' title='The Autumn'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Sqa-fEYgEPI/AAAAAAAAAbg/dGEXsJSf_yc/s72-c/Autumn+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8747940256425563301</id><published>2009-07-11T13:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:00:25.624+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dale Asylum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh3bwIRkNI/AAAAAAAAAbI/o6zMC2Von44/s1600-h/Dale+Asylum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh3bwIRkNI/AAAAAAAAAbI/o6zMC2Von44/s320/Dale+Asylum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357163075416985810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, I went to Dale Asylum (picture), a place where refugees live while waiting for their application concerning permission to live in Norway to either be granted or denied. They come from all the corners of the world, seeking a better life for themselves and their family. Some of the refugees, especially the children and young adult, have seen more horror and death than any person should have to during a lifetime. They come here with the hopes of a second chance in life, to start over, and to give their young ones what they never had: peace and upportunities with the freedom of choice. Dale is a lovely location in itself, but the asylum is old and creepy. It's the kind of building you look at and know that horrible things have been done to people during a time where doctors thought shock-therapy and lobotomy was the cure for "insanity". Today, it's only used as an asylum for refugees, which is the whole reason I went there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was injured 8 years ago, I was literally showered with teddybears and stuffed animals. They gave me a lot of joy and comfort while I was young, but I seem to have grown too old for them :P Often the kids who come to Dale, don't own a single toy or anything other than the clothes they wear. So I thought they might appreciate the toys that gave me so much comfort when I needed it the most. I have -so- much, but instead of throwing things away, I try to think about where it may be of use instead. I felt so grounded afterwards, and smiled at the idea of a child sleeping more sound, because they have a new "friend" to make them feel safe during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuffed toys, aren't they adorable? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh3235GgGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Jyucu8cTItQ/s1600-h/CIMG0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh3235GgGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Jyucu8cTItQ/s320/CIMG0584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357163541357297762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh32m_IYKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4iD47f5o51Q/s1600-h/CIMG0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh32m_IYKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4iD47f5o51Q/s320/CIMG0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357163536819183778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8747940256425563301?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8747940256425563301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8747940256425563301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8747940256425563301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8747940256425563301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/07/dale-asylum.html' title='Dale Asylum'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Slh3bwIRkNI/AAAAAAAAAbI/o6zMC2Von44/s72-c/Dale+Asylum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-7644227498016393810</id><published>2009-06-28T13:37:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:05:51.288+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdWkgRfAsI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aYEslBQM27g/s1600-h/20070901074819_sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdWkgRfAsI/AAAAAAAAAXA/aYEslBQM27g/s320/20070901074819_sunflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352341867291673282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The summer is officially here!! Warm weather, beautiful colours and amazing scenery! :D The sun is just lovely, refilling all the D-vitamins you need, leaving you bursting with energy, good mood and a sense of well-being :D It's that time of year when you open all the doors and windows, allowing the air to rush through every room, giving the feeling of a cleansed home :) The smell drifting past your nose, as the neighbours are BBQ'ing, making you want to call your family and loved ones for a gathering with fantastic company and good food! :D Birds serenading each other (sometimes waaay too early in the morning..:P), cute bugs and busy, tiny creatures trying to make the most of their short, little lives. Mother Earth is just perfect :) Posting some pictures I took from our garden and around the house, my mother has some amazing green fingers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbYNuJ5nI/AAAAAAAAAbA/4VnaL_MXZUA/s1600-h/Sommeren+2009+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbYNuJ5nI/AAAAAAAAAbA/4VnaL_MXZUA/s320/Sommeren+2009+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352347153711359602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbYOAGrnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oq23f2FmcFw/s1600-h/Sommeren+2009+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbYOAGrnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/oq23f2FmcFw/s320/Sommeren+2009+02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352347153786646130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbTSjhuKI/AAAAAAAAAaw/uILRzjq6EGs/s1600-h/Sommeren+2009+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbTSjhuKI/AAAAAAAAAaw/uILRzjq6EGs/s320/Sommeren+2009+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352347069109614754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbTNPduNI/AAAAAAAAAao/s45Bu8-_AAM/s1600-h/Sommeren+2009+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbTNPduNI/AAAAAAAAAao/s45Bu8-_AAM/s320/Sommeren+2009+04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352347067683289298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbTABzcJI/AAAAAAAAAag/dpCuzZhAYdE/s1600-h/Sommeren+2009+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbTABzcJI/AAAAAAAAAag/dpCuzZhAYdE/s320/Sommeren+2009+05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352347064136331410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkdbS6zSJyI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4i4u5b8WZmY/s1600-h/Sommeren+2009+06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 238px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I had to say goodbye to the physical being of my great-grandmother, but I know she's in Heaven with her husband now, at peace. I know she can hear my thoughts and prayers for her. She was a smart woman who always had a funny comment lurking, and made people laugh and appreciate life more. She's already missed, and one day, we'll be reunited in Heaven. Rest in peace Erna, bless your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,&lt;br /&gt;he leads me beside quiet waters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 he restores my soul.&lt;br /&gt;He guides me in paths of righteousness&lt;br /&gt;for his name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Even though I walk&lt;br /&gt;through the valley of the shadow of death, [a]&lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil,&lt;br /&gt;for you are with me;&lt;br /&gt;your rod and your staff,&lt;br /&gt;they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 You prepare a table before me&lt;br /&gt;in the presence of my enemies.&lt;br /&gt;You anoint my head with oil;&lt;br /&gt;my cup overflows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Surely goodness and love will follow me&lt;br /&gt;all the days of my life,&lt;br /&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the LORD&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-6767044142011365924?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/6767044142011365924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=6767044142011365924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6767044142011365924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6767044142011365924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest in peace'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SkD8F-H5cZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pjIZfzEbCao/s72-c/sunset-cross2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-6260816493490214607</id><published>2009-06-15T19:27:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:30:29.692+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A summary</title><content type='html'>We made it home alive! :P First of all, this was a wonderful experience in many ways, despite the challenges we had to face. Even if we had to go home a week early, I do not see that as a loss. I made so much progress at StandingStart, that I don't even know quite how to emotionally respond to it all. There's been a mix of wonder, disbelief, pain, pleasure, joy, frustration, fury, appreciation and anticipation. From the tired evenings in bed after work-out, to wonderful trips to the old part of Cambridge town; the week went by incredibly fast..! The last night in London ended with a memorable BBQ with the great people from my World of Warcraft guild, Chimera, and I just didn't want the evening to end! Thought I'd finally post some of the many pictures from the trip (pictures from the work-outs didn't turn out so good, so have to leave them :/):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaHQ6CWRvI/AAAAAAAAARw/ADUAELzpeok/s1600-h/CIMG0366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaHQ6CWRvI/AAAAAAAAARw/ADUAELzpeok/s320/CIMG0366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347610332075804402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the taxi to take us to StandingStart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lucy Cavendish College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabQugSn1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/i6qAwoRu2IA/s1600-h/CIMG0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabQugSn1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/i6qAwoRu2IA/s320/CIMG0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347632319212724050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabQVhzpDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/z3-yD4erWAk/s1600-h/CIMG0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabQVhzpDI/AAAAAAAAAWo/z3-yD4erWAk/s320/CIMG0375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347632312508195890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabQGTfnhI/AAAAAAAAAWg/2rrYary2eLg/s1600-h/CIMG0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabQGTfnhI/AAAAAAAAAWg/2rrYary2eLg/s320/CIMG0388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347632308421631506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Round Church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabPl8lK5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZXcD0UfgZX4/s1600-h/CIMG0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabPl8lK5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/ZXcD0UfgZX4/s320/CIMG0443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347632299735591826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. John's College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabPdrGztI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fYJEJZZDm5I/s1600-h/CIMG0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjabPdrGztI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fYJEJZZDm5I/s320/CIMG0412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347632297514815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaTAKntyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/SNGcOzXpkCE/s1600-h/CIMG0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaTAKntyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/SNGcOzXpkCE/s320/CIMG0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631258801780514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaSSlS-sI/AAAAAAAAAV4/n3o0nJeL0hg/s1600-h/CIMG0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaSSlS-sI/AAAAAAAAAV4/n3o0nJeL0hg/s320/CIMG0444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631246565636802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaSL6cMpI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5D-6mLJqB90/s1600-h/CIMG0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaSL6cMpI/AAAAAAAAAVw/5D-6mLJqB90/s320/CIMG0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631244775273106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaR9xJKAI/AAAAAAAAAVo/lfn-E1V87Tk/s1600-h/CIMG0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaR9xJKAI/AAAAAAAAAVo/lfn-E1V87Tk/s320/CIMG0447.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631240978180098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trinity College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaS34l--I/AAAAAAAAAWA/Mv-c7oQyNQg/s1600-h/CIMG0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaaS34l--I/AAAAAAAAAWA/Mv-c7oQyNQg/s320/CIMG0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631256578685922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZvYHmd_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/14WJBe0vUng/s1600-h/CIMG0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZvYHmd_I/AAAAAAAAAVg/14WJBe0vUng/s320/CIMG0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630646756276210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZu_PJb3I/AAAAAAAAAVY/IJJPubhgiqU/s1600-h/CIMG0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZu_PJb3I/AAAAAAAAAVY/IJJPubhgiqU/s320/CIMG0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630640077041522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZumUFuGI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gBihaTHrAXg/s1600-h/CIMG0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZumUFuGI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/gBihaTHrAXg/s320/CIMG0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630633386883170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZuVC6z3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/T8eVaItc3Y0/s1600-h/CIMG0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZuVC6z3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/T8eVaItc3Y0/s320/CIMG0453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630628751462258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZt_tHy6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/h5JLSlZmAvg/s1600-h/CIMG0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaZt_tHy6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/h5JLSlZmAvg/s320/CIMG0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347630623022893986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYq35ES8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GTyu0zeopzc/s1600-h/CIMG0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYq35ES8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GTyu0zeopzc/s320/CIMG0457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347629469874277314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYqr5T1fI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_M6Rw1Etxlg/s1600-h/CIMG0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYqr5T1fI/AAAAAAAAAUw/_M6Rw1Etxlg/s320/CIMG0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347629466654070258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYqX2qgsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/jnsp5ahN4OM/s1600-h/CIMG0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYqX2qgsI/AAAAAAAAAUo/jnsp5ahN4OM/s320/CIMG0456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347629461274264258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYqNisONI/AAAAAAAAAUg/chQ0d-d9mIc/s1600-h/CIMG0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYqNisONI/AAAAAAAAAUg/chQ0d-d9mIc/s320/CIMG0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347629458506135762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYpys2O8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/lf9MEAiHns4/s1600-h/CIMG0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYpys2O8I/AAAAAAAAAUY/lf9MEAiHns4/s320/CIMG0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347629451300977602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYGYPSs9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2TE5PEYw8KY/s1600-h/CIMG0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYGYPSs9I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/2TE5PEYw8KY/s320/CIMG0475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628842902270930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYF2jiIEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eyYpJhGLNHE/s1600-h/CIMG0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYF2jiIEI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eyYpJhGLNHE/s320/CIMG0476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628833860362306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gonville &amp;amp; Caius College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYFu3bvxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/nAxwxKMLpAc/s1600-h/CIMG0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYFu3bvxI/AAAAAAAAAUA/nAxwxKMLpAc/s320/CIMG0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628831796346642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King's College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYFYY4_wI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DND6xSQMsj4/s1600-h/CIMG0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYFYY4_wI/AAAAAAAAAT4/DND6xSQMsj4/s320/CIMG0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628825762660098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYFOvNURI/AAAAAAAAATw/68yxp_Kk1kE/s1600-h/CIMG0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaYFOvNURI/AAAAAAAAATw/68yxp_Kk1kE/s320/CIMG0481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628823171911954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXh5cT7zI/AAAAAAAAATo/pD9Gwc0dncQ/s1600-h/CIMG0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXh5cT7zI/AAAAAAAAATo/pD9Gwc0dncQ/s320/CIMG0482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628216160087858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXhanLnDI/AAAAAAAAATg/2RDCJKHAWRY/s1600-h/CIMG0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXhanLnDI/AAAAAAAAATg/2RDCJKHAWRY/s320/CIMG0483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628207884180530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXg9RSuDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ROctHXDrD_Q/s1600-h/CIMG0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXg9RSuDI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ROctHXDrD_Q/s320/CIMG0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628200007743538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXgX_CQ8I/AAAAAAAAATI/-ORm9vjSIMo/s1600-h/CIMG0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXgX_CQ8I/AAAAAAAAATI/-ORm9vjSIMo/s320/CIMG0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347628189999055810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St. Catharine's College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXCtyTCTI/AAAAAAAAATA/CEvzPjzkAxI/s1600-h/CIMG0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXCtyTCTI/AAAAAAAAATA/CEvzPjzkAxI/s320/CIMG0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347627680455133490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Windsor Castle &amp;amp; the old town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXB4wz_NI/AAAAAAAAASo/iqrj52UISlE/s1600-h/CIMG0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXB4wz_NI/AAAAAAAAASo/iqrj52UISlE/s320/CIMG0551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347627666221825234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXBtLLgaI/AAAAAAAAASg/JoobNhlXCZc/s1600-h/CIMG0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaXBtLLgaI/AAAAAAAAASg/JoobNhlXCZc/s320/CIMG0552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347627663111192994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaWUj740NI/AAAAAAAAASY/fbYudE5JQMw/s1600-h/CIMG0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaWT8ulDSI/AAAAAAAAASA/WKl7mS1pxCk/s320/CIMG0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347626877012217122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaWTpTm0YI/AAAAAAAAAR4/reD60RzcL9g/s1600-h/CIMG0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaWTpTm0YI/AAAAAAAAAR4/reD60RzcL9g/s320/CIMG0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347626871798813058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-6260816493490214607?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/6260816493490214607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=6260816493490214607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6260816493490214607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/6260816493490214607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/summary.html' title='A summary'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjaHQ6CWRvI/AAAAAAAAARw/ADUAELzpeok/s72-c/CIMG0366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-776813153040356780</id><published>2009-06-11T19:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:05:17.402+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambridge University and the old town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjFBvLs_NnI/AAAAAAAAARY/hJncD7voIys/s1600-h/CIMG0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346126511516628594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjFBvLs_NnI/AAAAAAAAARY/hJncD7voIys/s320/CIMG0384.JPG" style="float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WOHOO! Yesterday I got to visit Lucy Cavendish College (picture), and today I got to visit the St. Johns, Trinity Hall and King's colleges. I got to walk past and glance at Gonville &amp;amp; Caius and Corpus Christi as they were closed for tourists. They were more beautiful then I could ever have imagined... We were all mesmerized by the wonderful old town and the college buildings. I truly wish I could have studied here. Such romance and charm is hard to find elsewhere, unless it's very unaccessible :P Needless to say, this has been a glorious day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the workout today, I made a little more progress! I'm having so much fun! I was able to control some of my spasms to my advantage, and really got connected with my triceps. What a great day! Even though all this progress is wonderful, I'm starting to get very tired and achy - been giving 110% every day, but it has surely paid off. Unfortunately, I also have a new infection, and have started treatment. I know that the pills will make the stay even harder since they make me ill, but if I manage to workout tomorrow as well - having to go home early next week won't be a loss at all! A lot of this I can continiue at home, which is great! :D We're all still well! Heading to bed to relax, and will post more pictures when I get home, bit slow on the upload here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-776813153040356780?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/776813153040356780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=776813153040356780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/776813153040356780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/776813153040356780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/cambridge-university-and-old-town.html' title='Cambridge University and the old town'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjFBvLs_NnI/AAAAAAAAARY/hJncD7voIys/s72-c/CIMG0384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8962947521831427792</id><published>2009-06-10T11:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:05:50.586+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Si9-GNktsAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/rAA2DVF-HgY/s1600-h/CIMG0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345629927900033026" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Si9-GNktsAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/rAA2DVF-HgY/s320/CIMG0356.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've been in Cambridge for 3 days now, and things are going good! I've been exercising at Standing Start since Monday, and good things have happened. The trainers tell me there's a lot of response in my muscles, and they can tell my legs wants to move, but can't quite make it. I tried the bike (picture) yesterday, and it was a lot of fun! The bike used a motor to move my legs, but afterwards they used small electric impulses on my legs to make my mucles contract and move themselves. It was very exciting, and I'm hoping to use it again today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been used to swollen feet and body for many years now, but after the first day of training, I wasn't swollen at all - I was very surprised, and quite pleased :D My spasms have also decreased some, but I don't want them to disappear completely - they do serve a purpose even if they can be very annoying :P The trainers are wonderful, taking things slowly which allows me to progress at a better pace. No injuries so far, and I'm getting a lot of rest. It looks like I will be able to finish the first week without absence, very thankful for that! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother is all well now, and we have a much better room, so that's all good! Weather has been modest, but it's barely raining, so I'm happy! Hopefully we'll go see some places today, such as Cambridge University, as I'm getting very tired from the exercise, it would be nice to do that before I'm knackered :P I hope to write and post some more, until then, see you and take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8962947521831427792?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8962947521831427792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8962947521831427792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8962947521831427792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8962947521831427792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/standing-start.html' title='Standing Start'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/Si9-GNktsAI/AAAAAAAAARQ/rAA2DVF-HgY/s72-c/CIMG0356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-4725303954457879654</id><published>2009-06-07T17:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:25:07.737+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A long day</title><content type='html'>Well, now we're at the hotel, after a long day... Morning started out fine, we got into the car and headed for the airport. After 200m, the car broke down - and we had to leave it on the side of the road. Thanks to my lovely assistant, Siv, we managed to get to the airport in her car. We were very late, but we got on the plane and headed for Heathrow. Things were good and we landed early. A taxi was ready to pick us up; things were going great. The ride to the hotel went fast, at least it felt like it, and we arrived at the nice Express Inn. During check-in, we were informed that the elevator was out of order, and my room was on the 2nd floor. The receptionists gave us a temporary room for the night, which has no accessible facilities :P They had to rearrange the entire room, but now it's managable; for one night. No more! :P During all of this, back and forth with rooms and solutions, my poor grandmother broke her toe... The pinky to be exact. She's fine and resting now, but oh what a day..:) Steinar and Kari have been true champions today, so fingers crossed for a good day tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S.: I forgot to bring the right cable for transferring photos, so pictures will be here as soon as we've taken some new ones with a different camera)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-4725303954457879654?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/4725303954457879654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=4725303954457879654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4725303954457879654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4725303954457879654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-day.html' title='A long day'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-635344047652343255</id><published>2009-06-04T23:01:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:51:02.828+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Today, I've been thinking a lot about the word "love" and what it means to me. I've come to realise that one word can describe what I appreciate more than anything; that something as wonderful as love, exists. Questions such as "What do you love more than anything?" or "Why do you love that?" can take ages for me to answer, because the word holds such power. I wanted to specify 10 things I truly love, and narrowing it down was truly hard. However, I got to smile 10 times more today, as I became more aware of how blessed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjZfwIQqrII/AAAAAAAAARg/hqr_GdQFgh0/s1600-h/Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjZfwIQqrII/AAAAAAAAARg/hqr_GdQFgh0/s320/Love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347566888004791426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 things that I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love that people can forgive and be forgiven, because everyone makes mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love that Life teaches you so much, if you're willing to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love the people around me, because they're the ones who make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I love that everyone is unique, as it makes every encounter more special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love that people are open-minded, because genuine respect nurtures peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love that I can be who I am, because to be loved for being me; is the biggest blessing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love that every experience makes you stronger, because strength get you through new challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love the fact that our body speaks, because every emotion enables you to appreciate the wonder of a soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love Mother Earth; because she holds all the magnificence we're so blessed to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I love the Lord, because through Him, I became able to behold and appreciate all the beauty that life has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on forever, what a glorious fact! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-635344047652343255?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/635344047652343255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=635344047652343255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/635344047652343255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/635344047652343255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SjZfwIQqrII/AAAAAAAAARg/hqr_GdQFgh0/s72-c/Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-8144085399863715440</id><published>2009-06-02T20:11:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:32:52.909+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambridge</title><content type='html'>Counting down the days till I leave for Cambridge - and I can start to feel it. I'm very nervous since it didn't go as planned in San Diego last November, but I have faith in that it'll go better this time. I'm staying there for two weeks to exercise at a rehabilitation facility, with the hopes that I might regain some movement and strength. Most of all I'm looking forward to the experience itself, there's always something to learn! I plan on seeing a lot of people, and I can NOT wait =D One of my priorities would also be to visit Cambridge University, and the town itself - heard it's beautiful there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be traveling with my awesome fiancé, Steinar, my lovely assistant, Kari and my wonderful grandmother, Irene. 3 people whom mean so much to me, which makes me feel really safe when going through this. I know it won't be easy, I'm not going there to be pampered, but I know a lot of good things will come from this - no matter how hard it'll be. This time I'm much closer to home, and that feels good! =) Fingers crossed that I'll be able to finish the two weeks of exercise, and that I'll be returning home with a new spirit and more strength..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-8144085399863715440?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/8144085399863715440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=8144085399863715440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8144085399863715440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/8144085399863715440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/06/cambridge.html' title='Cambridge'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-4438665740897281842</id><published>2009-05-29T22:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T22:23:51.820+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Life has its ups and downs, and the best way to live it; is by not taking it for granted. I felt like sharing one (in my opinion) of the best songs ever written, because it never ceases to make me ponder and appreciate life more. It makes me feel like nothing is impossible, yet scared as life is short when you look at the big picture. I always say that the only fear I have is dying; not because I dread death itself, but because I enjoy and love living life so incredibly much. The music is wonderful as well, you should listen to it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"If Today Was Your Last Day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend gave me the best advice,&lt;br /&gt;he said each day's a gift and not a given right.&lt;br /&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;and try to take the path less travelled by.&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late,&lt;br /&gt;could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the grain should be a way of life;&lt;br /&gt;what's worth the price is always worth the fight.&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try,&lt;br /&gt;so live like you're never livin twice.&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the free ride in your own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late,&lt;br /&gt;could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call those friends you've never seen?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce old memories?&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one your dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll finally fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day,&lt;br /&gt;would you make it up by mending a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;You know it's never too late,&lt;br /&gt;to shoot for the stars regardless of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;So do whatever it takes, 'cause you can't rewind&lt;br /&gt;a moment in this life.&lt;br /&gt;Let nothing stand in your way,&lt;br /&gt;cause the hands of time are never on your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late,&lt;br /&gt;could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Wwould you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you had?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call those friends you've never seen?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce old memories?&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one your dreaming of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above,&lt;br /&gt;that you'll finally fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-4438665740897281842?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/4438665740897281842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=4438665740897281842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4438665740897281842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4438665740897281842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-4729758452498736398</id><published>2009-01-19T15:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:06:25.868+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYISjSkS0eI/AAAAAAAAAPo/E4dAF5P6MxY/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+12.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296816509229912546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYISjSkS0eI/AAAAAAAAAPo/E4dAF5P6MxY/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+12.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On the 18th of January, I was baptised :) It was an amazing day, and it feels good to finally have been able to be so. I'm also very happy I had the upportunity to make the desicion on my own, and be old enough to witness the ceremony. Truly beautiful :) Two babies were also baptised, and it was a moving experience. It was one of the best days of my life, and I'm very thankful for my two wonderful sponsors; Solveig &amp;amp; Maren - couldn't ask for more :) I got to share it with family and friends at the church I go to. My grandmother was the photographer for the evening, got some great pictures to capture this special event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIR7NW_HoI/AAAAAAAAAPY/V7_NW0JKIo4/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815820637150850" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIR7NW_HoI/AAAAAAAAAPY/V7_NW0JKIo4/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+02.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIR7KehEgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Yao2xUGw8ow/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815819863429634" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIR7KehEgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Yao2xUGw8ow/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+03.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; 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height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRlWhnYRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9PwyBS2EWE4/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815445140529426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRlWhnYRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/9PwyBS2EWE4/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+14.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRTDro75I/AAAAAAAAANg/q8cDszFIYck/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+17.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815130844655506" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRTDro75I/AAAAAAAAANg/q8cDszFIYck/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+17.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRTLS0F4I/AAAAAAAAANY/_neTIbucXqA/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815132888012674" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRTLS0F4I/AAAAAAAAANY/_neTIbucXqA/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+18.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRTMCW-SI/AAAAAAAAANQ/mD2U8eCWQ68/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+19.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815133087430946" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRTMCW-SI/AAAAAAAAANQ/mD2U8eCWQ68/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+19.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRS6ypl4I/AAAAAAAAANI/iA3_fp77g3A/s1600-h/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296815128458139522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYIRS6ypl4I/AAAAAAAAANI/iA3_fp77g3A/s320/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+20.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-4729758452498736398?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/4729758452498736398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=4729758452498736398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4729758452498736398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4729758452498736398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-baptism.html' title='My baptism'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SYISjSkS0eI/AAAAAAAAAPo/E4dAF5P6MxY/s72-c/IMI+Kirken+%26+D%C3%A5p+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-9167440682528317097</id><published>2008-12-30T22:34:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:06:54.858+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another year gone by</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SVqbBXFLFqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xoMjJsjQCDc/s1600-h/Moffar+%26+Eirin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285707560350586530" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SVqbBXFLFqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xoMjJsjQCDc/s320/Moffar+%26+Eirin.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we burried my grandpa, may he rest in peace. It was hard, and will be for a long time, as we all love him dearly. He died peacefully on the 17th of December after years of fighting cancer. He lived a rich life, and was a wonderful grandfather. Thank you, for everything. It is my belief that the day shall come where we'll meet our loved ones again, and I know that he is with us; day and night. I would like to share the poem I wrote, in Norwegian:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:: Dikt om morfar ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stille sovnet i kveldens ro,&lt;br /&gt;dagen var lang, men friheten god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kjærlighet, latter, godhet og minner,&lt;br /&gt;ta vare på det så det aldri forsvinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mann så god, så stolt og så flott,&lt;br /&gt;i Himmelrike han nå har det godt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg savner deg morfar, og aldri glem&lt;br /&gt;at den dag kommer, hvor vi sees igjen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;av Eirin Cecilie Gjedrem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year has gone by, good times and great sorrow has been a part of it. Good memories and personal victories have impacted my life and the life of those around me. Difficult defeats and harsh reality have shaped my personality. From all of this; something good and valuable can be extracted. Facing each challenge, be it good or tough, I have found that a positive attitude and lots of guts - always leaves me with a rewarding perspective on life. If you can find a seed in the pit of sorrow, and you can nurture it enough to make it grow stong and solid, then surely you will come to possess a great personal wealth. I feel rich, rich and blessed, for I have the best network of family and friends around; that one could ever ask for. I will leave 2008 with a deep respect for my loved ones for always being there for me, and enter 2009 with clean slates and high hopes for another valuable year. I would like to share another poem I wrote a year ago, when my life started to change for the better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.:: Glimmering Gold, And a Wolf Howling at the Moon ::.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the winter coming,&lt;br /&gt;a sensation as pure as an innocent heart.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmth of love in the making of every snowflake,&lt;br /&gt;each one as unique as the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the snow kisses the ice-cold ground, living but for a few minutes,&lt;br /&gt;the winter is like an angel as she lifts my spirit and rekindles my internal flame.&lt;br /&gt;The death of a single flake reminds me of the little time we have,&lt;br /&gt;as my thoughts wonder the many shores of loneliness in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation of a fresh start lingers on my fingertips,&lt;br /&gt;and as my hand reaches for the stars, I feel the energy of a billion fires as I ascend.&lt;br /&gt;Not looking back, not longing, but living for the future.&lt;br /&gt;My last hope of affection from Life, as beautiful as she is, with her deadly touch.&lt;br /&gt;Warm tears quickly shaped into crystals, neither for joy nor sorrow; but for faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel the winter coming, wrapping her warm wings around me.&lt;br /&gt;She lays me naked on the ground and leaves me as she bares a lucid smile.&lt;br /&gt;I close my misty eyes as sincere token of gratitude for what she has given me;&lt;br /&gt;a second chance, a new beginning, a lighter path on which to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Eirin Cecilie Gjedrem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am humble for being given the gift of life every day, and with this; my best wishes to you and your loved ones for a Happy New Year! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-9167440682528317097?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/9167440682528317097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=9167440682528317097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/9167440682528317097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/9167440682528317097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-year-gone-by.html' title='Another year gone by'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SVqbBXFLFqI/AAAAAAAAAJs/xoMjJsjQCDc/s72-c/Moffar+%26+Eirin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-1413621135371863376</id><published>2008-12-06T12:00:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:07:15.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/STpsTs-cn6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/MaQr3ZoQvzA/s1600-h/Christ+is+born.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276648999164354466" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/STpsTs-cn6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/MaQr3ZoQvzA/s320/Christ+is+born.jpg" style="float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's here! The glorious time of the year when we share good company, good food and lots of warmth and love. It's my favourite holiday season, and I can't wait to find the perfect Christmas tree! This year it's my mom's turn to decorate it, so looking forward to a tree with lots of ornaments that I made when I was little :) Some of them are so heavy; it usually looks like the tree just wants to fall over... We're having the big dinner at our house, gathering family and loved ones to a marvelous meal and a cosy atmosphere. I cherish the Christmas for the celebration it represents; the birth of baby Jesus. It's not all about eating food and giving gifts, though that's a great, fun part of it ;) It makes me smile to think about all the kids who write letters to Santa Claus, and leaves milk and cookies for him to eat when he delivers presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt in my mind that during this special time, we should all put our differences and prejudice aside, and just remember what's important in life. The people we love, and who love us, to be there for the people who suffer and those who need someone. To put just one more smile on our face for that someone who needs a brighter day, to do one good thing for that person who can't do it for themself. This is the time to have others in mind and heart, and surely, someone will do exctly the same for you. Goodness spreads goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from me; a very Merry Christmas with blessings to you and your loved ones &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-1413621135371863376?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/1413621135371863376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=1413621135371863376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/1413621135371863376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/1413621135371863376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/STpsTs-cn6I/AAAAAAAAAJc/MaQr3ZoQvzA/s72-c/Christ+is+born.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-3986600571735076417</id><published>2008-11-18T16:44:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:07:37.598+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ad astra per aspera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SSLoPEOGhaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5TgmU8WbfaA/s1600-h/Bilde2l+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270029859505472930" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SSLoPEOGhaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5TgmU8WbfaA/s320/Bilde2l+012.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right, I am now back home in Norway, after leaving San Diego on the 16th of November. On the 4th I got a blister on my tailbone due to rubbing from exercise, that turned into an open soar. My trainers didn't want to risk infection or provoke the soar even more, so they took me off my program on the 5th. By the 6th we had managed to track a doctor, and he felt it would be wise to spend my days laying in bed on my side to keep pressure of. And so I did, for almost 11 whole days until the insurance company felt it was ok to send me home. They gave us quite an emotional challenge, keeping us guessing what would happen for 8 days. Despite all of that, the silly soar, and how we got treated; what really frustrated me, was not being able to exercise or witness the beauty of the village we lived in. I wish things could have been different, but life makes it's own way regardless. I got to meet some wonderful, wonderful people, and the 3 days I got to exercise; were some of the best in my life. I'll keep fighting for a change; it's my prerogative to get physically better. "Ad astra per aspera" - "To the stars through difficulty", and I think Confucius couldn't have said it better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-3986600571735076417?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/3986600571735076417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=3986600571735076417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3986600571735076417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3986600571735076417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/11/ad-astra-per-aspera.html' title='Ad astra per aspera'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SSLoPEOGhaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/5TgmU8WbfaA/s72-c/Bilde2l+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-4058522484833149480</id><published>2008-11-06T23:46:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:08:05.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Walk, day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN34oTjqEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_bhfFL1UR9w/s1600-h/DSCN1430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265684204102068290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN34oTjqEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_bhfFL1UR9w/s320/DSCN1430.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a good experience as I got into standing-position (though I fainted after a while)!! My two trainers Micha and Kirk are great, and I believe they'll help me reach my potential =) Here are some more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN3S2qwhXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2uJhExpDrVw/s1600-h/DSCN1431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265683555122447730" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN3S2qwhXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/2uJhExpDrVw/s320/DSCN1431.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN3Sb5bC4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HQMUWv_1R4w/s1600-h/DSCN1432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265683547936197506" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN3Sb5bC4I/AAAAAAAAAI8/HQMUWv_1R4w/s320/DSCN1432.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN3Rh0SbKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hcieCQ7ryKs/s1600-h/DSCN1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265683532345404578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN3Rh0SbKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hcieCQ7ryKs/s320/DSCN1433.JPG" style="height: 240px; 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width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-4058522484833149480?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/4058522484833149480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=4058522484833149480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4058522484833149480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/4058522484833149480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-walk-day-4.html' title='Project Walk, day 4'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SRN34oTjqEI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_bhfFL1UR9w/s72-c/DSCN1430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-5944129495594445058</id><published>2008-11-05T05:52:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:08:34.978+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Project Walk in San Diego, California</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREsNDz1VXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/446rMi-5BRs/s1600-h/DSCN1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265038042245453170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREsNDz1VXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/446rMi-5BRs/s320/DSCN1427.JPG" style="float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We made it to San Diego in one piece. After traveling for 24 hours, we finally arrived at the hotel. We're staying in a small village named Carlsbad, and it's really lovely here. I'm here to work out at Project Walk, in the hope that I can improve my physique and health. It's been hard work for the past two days, but I'm trying to do my best. Here's a few pictures from my first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREqkRmH4dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NaJcnvbAB9o/s1600-h/DSCN1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036242059780562" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREqkRmH4dI/AAAAAAAAAG8/NaJcnvbAB9o/s320/DSCN1400.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREqkKOu4wI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vEtG5OWOxME/s1600-h/DSCN1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036240082625282" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREqkKOu4wI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vEtG5OWOxME/s320/DSCN1402.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREqj5L9RvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6SB-q2eyD0g/s1600-h/DSCN1403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265036235507582706" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREqj5L9RvI/AAAAAAAAAGs/6SB-q2eyD0g/s320/DSCN1403.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpz6RKpcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8-P6V-9pDGs/s1600-h/DSCN1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035411164145090" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpz6RKpcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8-P6V-9pDGs/s320/DSCN1406.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpzsz3mdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qkni_tkh_zQ/s1600-h/DSCN1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035407551601106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpzsz3mdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/qkni_tkh_zQ/s320/DSCN1407.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpzTQ-dnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/COH3Cr5G4XE/s1600-h/DSCN1408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035400694363762" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpzTQ-dnI/AAAAAAAAAGU/COH3Cr5G4XE/s320/DSCN1408.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpzRtcT-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/kMAhz3Ig6NE/s1600-h/DSCN1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035400276889570" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpzRtcT-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/kMAhz3Ig6NE/s320/DSCN1409.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpy0V0WcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/A8Nz9tgPcp0/s1600-h/DSCN1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265035392393173442" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREpy0V0WcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/A8Nz9tgPcp0/s320/DSCN1410.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoRgkL9JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fImEKlfMXI4/s1600-h/DSCN1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265033720637420690" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoRgkL9JI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fImEKlfMXI4/s320/DSCN1416.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoRfzfgPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8imLbquhzfQ/s1600-h/DSCN1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265033720433180914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoRfzfgPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8imLbquhzfQ/s320/DSCN1417.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoRO0JK9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qcXpNDbqP40/s1600-h/DSCN1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265033715872508882" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoRO0JK9I/AAAAAAAAAFE/qcXpNDbqP40/s320/DSCN1418.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoQxktppI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j2uyURccqBM/s1600-h/DSCN1419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265033708023162514" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoQxktppI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j2uyURccqBM/s320/DSCN1419.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoQnGJ9zI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iLnhxTf5O8I/s1600-h/DSCN1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265033705210640178" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREoQnGJ9zI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iLnhxTf5O8I/s320/DSCN1420.JPG" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREnjORGSqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vTEQwtwwSAA/s1600-h/DSCN1421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265032925451537058" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREnjORGSqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vTEQwtwwSAA/s320/DSCN1421.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREni0dvjsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/B776muVdPKc/s1600-h/DSCN1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265032918525251266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREni0dvjsI/AAAAAAAAAEk/B776muVdPKc/s320/DSCN1422.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREnitNz_3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/791ZPFUZIKk/s1600-h/DSCN1423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265032916579385202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREnitNz_3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/791ZPFUZIKk/s320/DSCN1423.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREniWYdV_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z7JwsytkuI8/s1600-h/DSCN1424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265032910450022386" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREniWYdV_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z7JwsytkuI8/s320/DSCN1424.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREniDlRGTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TATLwIU_v9E/s1600-h/DSCN1425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265032905403472178" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREniDlRGTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/TATLwIU_v9E/s320/DSCN1425.JPG" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-5944129495594445058?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/5944129495594445058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=5944129495594445058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5944129495594445058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/5944129495594445058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/11/project-walk-in-san-diego-california.html' title='Project Walk in San Diego, California'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SREsNDz1VXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/446rMi-5BRs/s72-c/DSCN1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-1271831972158395204</id><published>2008-10-26T23:08:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T14:08:55.761+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQT5rlpcLEI/AAAAAAAAADE/01b-4hQ-sRI/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261604791911197762" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQT5rlpcLEI/AAAAAAAAADE/01b-4hQ-sRI/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+19.jpg" style="float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This year I turned 22, and the celebration was great. Family and friends gathered for some very good food, and lovely desserts. I was given money for the U.S.-trip and also received some very lovely gifts such as decorative angels (I love angels), beautiful jewellery, and a personal letter from one of my best friends. Could not have asked for a better birthday, and I feel really blessed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDH2oM4jI/AAAAAAAAADs/B1uFDLBQMpA/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261755910598746674" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDH2oM4jI/AAAAAAAAADs/B1uFDLBQMpA/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+05.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDHuxihxI/AAAAAAAAADk/aAlpiNEXRXo/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261755908490430226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDHuxihxI/AAAAAAAAADk/aAlpiNEXRXo/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+08.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Ronja, who was deeply fascinated by my necklace :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDHUmfCdI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZpuC9tjoOUc/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261755901464742354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDHUmfCdI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZpuC9tjoOUc/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+07.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDGzz9TLI/AAAAAAAAADU/NKvs5bGH8gk/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261755892662881458" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDGzz9TLI/AAAAAAAAADU/NKvs5bGH8gk/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+03.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDGe8ulwI/AAAAAAAAADM/3YbQ7Um5UF8/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261755887062521602" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWDGe8ulwI/AAAAAAAAADM/3YbQ7Um5UF8/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+04.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my grandmother on the father side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWEGvhSl4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/XfkYTwGxf-s/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261756991022471042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWEGvhSl4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/XfkYTwGxf-s/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+10.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my grandmother on the mother side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWEGIvVBNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZjaOyHewS7g/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261756980612367570" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWEGIvVBNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZjaOyHewS7g/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+17.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends and her lovely boy, Alexander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWEF9XUN3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/LcCh5nhoozM/s1600-h/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261756977558861682" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQWEF9XUN3I/AAAAAAAAAD0/LcCh5nhoozM/s320/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+09.jpg" style="height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two chefs for the evening, my mommy and&lt;br /&gt;Trond (thank you!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-1271831972158395204?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/1271831972158395204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=1271831972158395204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/1271831972158395204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/1271831972158395204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday!'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0snhAWETsfk/SQT5rlpcLEI/AAAAAAAAADE/01b-4hQ-sRI/s72-c/Eirin+C.+%26+22nd+Birthday+19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-3973285101569212854</id><published>2008-10-06T23:49:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:25:20.783+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Never give up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As I did mention, the experience we had at the movie-theatre could not go unheard of. So I did what I had to, and got a full article on the web-news and a full page in the largest regional newspaper: &lt;a href="http://www.aftenbladet.no/kultur/921948/Foeler_seg_diskriminert_av_kino-ansatte.html"target="_blank"&gt;The web-article (in Norwegian)&lt;/a&gt;. Today the local movie-theatres changed their websites and added a specified link that can be used by people with disabilites. Different phonenumbers and information on the seating in the theatres. I am very surprised of the effect it would have for just one person to speak up, but it made a difference; and I am so very pleased and thankful..!! I say git-r-done! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-3973285101569212854?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/3973285101569212854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=3973285101569212854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3973285101569212854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/3973285101569212854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/10/never-give-up.html' title='Never give up'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7717936990876647775.post-376904031175469142</id><published>2008-09-27T17:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T17:49:13.630+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quid pro quo</title><content type='html'>Went to the movies last night, and that was quite the experience... The company was great, but we had a very memorable evening. We went to Stavanger cinema to see Mamma Mia, and when we got there; they were out of tickets. There was one movie on a little later, but the ticket-salesman wasn't to eager about the 4 of us purchasing tickets for that movie. It meant they had to remove some seats, who were made for that exact purpose, but they'd appreciate it if they didn't have to. Clearly put "We really don't want to do what we're required to, so that you can watch the movie." It felt really awful knowing that a cultural and social location, available for -everyone- would rather send a handicapped person home, to avoid moving 2 seats. I think this is one for the news, hopefully it'll be there soon. Evening ended back in Sandnes, where the service is not quite what you'd expect, but it doesn't ruin the evening! Only sad part at that point was how lousy the movie was =P Quid pro quo; I can't let this one go unheard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7717936990876647775-376904031175469142?l=eirinc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/feeds/376904031175469142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7717936990876647775&amp;postID=376904031175469142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/376904031175469142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7717936990876647775/posts/default/376904031175469142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eirinc.blogspot.com/2008/09/quid-pro-quo.html' title='Quid pro quo'/><author><name>Eirin Cecilie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06450137490195765868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
