The Incredible Power of Art

Surely, I am no artist myself. I do not have anything to offer you, nor do I need to, I just live my life from birth to death as most people do. Unknown, unimportant, never remembered and thus never forgotten – John Doe, DOA.

But. I have been blessed with one thing, though, the gift of thinking and the gift of being excited. One of the things that has always excited me is the arts – paintings, sculptures, music, literature. I have nearly photographic memory from very early age and still remember quite vividly the impressions of one of the first museums I visited, the Pompeii Musuem and Ruins in Italy which made me realize the brutality of both Nature and Time and the shortness of a human life. Oh – I was four years old.

Similar realiazations followed on museums like Villa Julia in Rome (the Etruscans) and The Britsh Musuem in London, and step by step many other musuems have been added to my inner map of art, kind of similar to getting to know new friends or taking on a new point of view or picking up a nice idea. I would not be the person I am without.

Still, sometimes the arts gets in the behind in the rumble of the everyday, duties and stuff. So much greater my enjoyment of the three incredible museums in Madrid, Spain, this past weekend, namely the over-worldly collections at the Prado Musuem, at the Thyssen-Bornemisza and at the Reina Sofia museums. Especially the Reina Sofia is a magical place where you enter as one person and leave as another: Transformed, enlightened and full of wisdom, love and humility. And the artists to bring you in this state count amongst others three of the great sons of Spain, namely Juan Miro,

Salvador Dali

and the maestro himself, Pablo Picasso and his eternal Guernica.

Oh oh oh, behold the masterpieces of these artists at Reina Sofia,  OMG !  Actually standing face to face with these paintings that I have known for a lifetime from books and movies, that was taking a quantum leap backwards in Time in my own life and perhaps into the Future as well. It was like putting fire on that inner map and burning down the roads to Le Louvre, to the Vatican, to MOMA, to Louisiana and to all the other museums and exhibitions I have seen, it was like seeing it all in one glimpse, it was a moment of transcendence and peace – it was stopping Time with the Incredible Power of Art.

It was getting my eyes back.

Barcelona Marathon 2011 : Messithon !

Last weekend I had the extreme pleasure of visiting Barcelona, Spain, for two great events: FC Barcelona – Zaragoza (1-0) on Camp Nou Saturday evening and, not to neglect, Barcelona Marathon 2011 Sunday.

In short, it was a spendid trip. It became a weekend with sun and a twist of spring and in company with runners from all over the world, not to mention the company of Leonil Messi, Xavi, Iniesta, Bojan, Villa etc. all showing off their exquisite soccer skills. I can easily recommend the cocktail of soccer and marathon and in Barcelona we had the toughest drink in the world: The Messithon !

It was a HUGE experience to watch FC Barcelona on Camp Nou !

Sunday was perfect for running, 15 degrees Celcius, sunny, no wind. This is from the start at Espanya.

One of the highlights in the race, Sagrada Familia by Gaudi.

Lots of Danes had found their way to this marathon, they were all over.

Other top features of the race included the part by the beach,

this Portal,

Carrer de Ferran,

and of course reaching the goal, always a delight in a marathon race and a beautiful one at Espanya with the fountaines and the Castle in the horisont. Just perfect !

You can see the entire set of pictures from Barcelona Marathon 2011 here.

The State of Bliss and Purpose

At last I know.

I have been in doubt my whole life. I have asked myself existentialistic questions ever since I was 5 (I actually remember such quite clearly). I have put my entire family in the grave. I have turned my back to the education and the science (chemistry) that I once loved so dearly. I have had many love affairs only to see them disappear again.  In short, I have in a sense lost everything a man can lose in life.

At last I know why.

I cannot reveil this as yet, but it will become the essense of what is to become my lifetime manifesto. It will blow you away. It will transform you. It will make you connect to your higher reality. It will make you say “I knew this guy” and people will say “really ?”.

To feel that every single second of your life is accounted for is an extremely overwhelming thing and to think that all the studies in life, in relations, in the music and arts, in the psychology and the literature suddenly add up and make sense… is just incredible.

I just know. At last. Time to write.

The Messengers

How cool is this: to appear in the latest book by Malcolm Anderson, The Messengers.

The Messengers are about 120 marathon- and ultrarunners distributed worldwide, passionate individuals that tell their stories about their love and dedication to running. Amongst  the interviewees are several of the most renown ultrarunners in the world and I’m pleased to know several of the persons mentioned including my danish friend Mogens Pedersen, the swede K.-G. Nyström and a whole bunch of germans listing also Christian Hottas and Horst Preisler, the latter being the man on Earth with most races, +1700 ! The book is easily read and features four main sections on Passion, Endurance, Transformation and Inspiration and give insights on why and how people can run hundreds if not thousands of (ultra-) marathons. I am truly honored with my contribution and artfully pleased that the picture of me in the book is pretty sexy as well. Get moving to the bookstore, girls 😉

Another cool thing is the enjoyment of giving speaches on my own book “ELSK AT LØBE – med Maratonbogen”, co-authored with the famous professor Bente Klarlund Pedersen. We have given a whole bunch of lectures by now and have a few more scheduled in February in Copenhagen. I have updated my “in the press” section to reflect the newspaper attention on some of these events. The thrill is to inspire !

Last Monday we gave two talks for about 900 young students (imagine that !) and here I chipped in a few slides on my private story as well, pinpointing some of the learning points on how you survive a rough childhood orphaned at age 7 and growing up on a boarding school. I tell you, I had the full concentration of these kids. I really felt that my talk made an impact. If so, I can wish for no more… as this kind of Message mean the world to me: “How do one survive ? Three words coin it all: intelligence, passion and activity” (I will elaborate on this another time).  It was a priviledge to “perform” for these youngsters. Just as it is knowing that YOU are reading these words.

Remember, we all have immense power in the choosing of our thoughts, feelings and words ! Every second of our lives.