CONTENTS PAGE Foreword words 207 3000years and Nadia 2731 Therapist Husband-my mentor and guide 2739 Mother Husband-my mentor and guide 2822 Therapist Birthing of myself/me 3515 Mother Birthing of myself/me 4044 Therapist Boundaries 2174 Mother Boundaries 2091 Therapist Lifestyle 2233 Mother Lifestyle 2240 Therapist Culture 2627 Mother …show more content…
If not me – who? You might think who is this therapist and what is she doing writing a book. That is a real good question. I have been asking me the same question. All I know is that I care about my children/family and my clients and that I want to share my experience and learning as a global mother and a global therapist with people around the world. I have been forced to adapt to different cultures, various religions and different traditions the fast way to be able to live and work in harmony within myself, and my surroundings. I am curious, have a positive attitude with an open mindset. Find it easy to adapt to most places which all have been an asset in my 31 years as an expatriate woman, mother and therapist. It has become very clear to me that we as human beings are all born with the same needs. No matter our birthplace, culture and our religion. We need to respect and accept different ways of living, different mindsets and different values. What might feel good for me might not be good for the other person. Don’t die with the music still in you! ENJOY! This book and my Mentor Program “My Shortcut to Your Success” is my gift to the world. It is a culmination of 31 years of trial and error, - mostly error. It is a Shortcut that I wish someone had shown me when I got started as a mother and a …show more content…
I had just graduated as an occupational therapist and Jan lived and worked in Minneapolis, USA. I packed my few belongings and moved to Minneapolis as a newlywed wife. I had no idea what my life was going to be. In honest I think I was a bit naïve. Being young, inexperienced and naïve might have been my blessing. I was full of excitement and felt like going on an adventure. The first couple of weeks were very exciting. Everything was new to me and it was like being on a holiday. My life had suddenly changed. From living and studying in a small town within my own culture and language I had moved to a big city in a foreign country far away from home. Had to speak, read, write and listen to English all day long except for a few hours in the evening when Jan came home from work. I was no longer on a holiday but in the middle of my new daily life with its challenges. Often I felt alone, inadequate, exhausted and in despair. My husband became my best friend, mentor and guide. More so I think, because I had very little contact with my family and friends in Denmark. In 1984 there was no modern or affordable communication technology. Most of, the communication was done by letters and before I received a reply from my parents or friends my problem was usually solved or