Norway week two - Arctic Circle

22 Jul

Not being eaten up

It has become better with my "being driven" feeling. I have now spent several nights in very nice and comfortable places. Traveling slower is working quite well by now. I tingle from gas station, to supermarket, to restrooms, water refill stations to sleeping places. I have become quite skilled at it.

But still there is a little voice inside me: Let's go on! There is still so much to see! And a little bit also the fear, should I stay too long in a place, it could eat me up, so that I don't go on at all. Maybe that's because I've lived in one place for so long and now I'm worried I won't be willing enough not to get stuck somewhere again so soon.

When is the right time to move on? I try to continue to listen to my intuition and that works best so far.

In the search for places to sleep, a fairly high standard has been established. I do not want a place where you can shortly sleep one night, you want a place where you live for a little while. That you try on like clothes and imagine how it would be to live there.

After 2-3 nights at the latest, I usually have the feeling that I've had my fill of the gorgeous view, eaten it all up, and it can't give me anything more. Just like a favorite song that you play up and down until you have sucked up all its energy and it no longer affects you significantly and you need the next one. I feel like a peaceful view vampire.

Things I have already learned:
03. You can be somewhere else quite quickly.
04. I want way too much at the same time, where all individual things need time.
05. You can move very far forward spatially without moving even one step further inside (and the other way around).