The Year of the Rabbit – Part 2/6

Part 2. Change is hard

“Every action leaves a mark in human and every step leads to a direction.”

First evidence of the presence of lions

My first big self-inflicted change was relatively easy looking at it now, three years later. Back then it was the most challenging thing I had ever done in my life.

After dividing my earthly belongings into three batches, I packed one of them into my car and started driving. I ended up in a small city in Norway and I knew absolutely nobody there. In the beginning of my new life, I had a job and an apartment, so I was not completely marooned.

However, the areas in life that were not my strongest, namely human interactions and social life, were empty. I had deliberately pushed myself into a situation where I had no other choice than to step out of my comfort zone and face my fears. First days and weeks were extremely uncomfortable. I was scared and lonely, but I knew I had to do this.

I did not know Norwegian very well, but I decided to give it a try. In practice, I spoke the little Swedish I knew and hoped that someday it’d become Norwegian. I did not quite know if I’d better speak Norwegian to maximise my exposure to it, thus build-up the skill faster, or if I should speak English to make life easier to me. Well, I chose both. And the outcome was that I connected well with most of the people I spoke English with and not so well with most of the people I spoke Norwegian to. Constantly I had to face my fears and interact with strangers. Not surprisingly, I had both successes and failures in getting acquainted and having a good time. And I had a secret weapon which helped me a lot in breaking the ice. I was a man who knew how to dance.

And, I was very lucky to end up working for a company who was actively hiring people and quite many of the new recruits were foreigners of my own age and situation. So all my acquaintances were either from dancing or work. Soon I was living a comfortable upper middle-class lifestyle in Norway. I had a challenging and responsible job and some very good friends and acquaintances.

Hassisen kone – Levottomat Jalat

However, something was still missing, and I felt a strong deja vu when reflecting back to my earlier life in Finland. Only this time I had a faint idea that I was fishing in the wrong waters. So I made a change…

To be continued…

posted: 11 January 7
under: Lifestyle