How Tor and Odin Became the Coziest

I'd like to start this newsletter with a memory from my childhood on our family farm. It was the 1980s, and we had sheep, a couple of pigs, a dog, a cat, and a horse. When fall arrived, and the sheep returned safely from the mountains, the days grew shorter, with more rain and fog. Now and then, a fall storm would knock out the electricity in our little village. It wasn’t dangerous, but probably a hassle for the grown-ups with so much to do.

Power outages never made us cold since the house had a wood stove. But when the electricity went out at night, it was pitch black. I would feel my way to the sofa behind the large living room window, curling up with a blanket. The fire crackled, and my mum walked around lighting candles here and there. I’d turn to watch the lightning and listen as thunder rolled between the mountains encircling the village.

I loved it.

Eventually, my dad would come inside and sit beside me on the sofa. In the glow of candlelight, he’d start telling me about the thunder god Thor hammering the mountains, Odin with his single eye and two ravens, and the trickster Loki. I knew it was just fairytales, but they were thrilling tales.

Times change, and so does the power grid. I haven’t experienced a blackout in decades, but that warm, cozy feeling is unforgettable. For me, Thor and Odin became symbols of quality time with my dad. Now I have my own children. Today, when November storms howl, I light candles, dim the lamps, stoke the fire, and indulge in the magic of Hygge. And Kos.

This fall coziness is something that Norwegians are really good at. We read under thick blankets, make cocoa, play soft music. Some knit, some bake, and everyone has their own cozy rituals. I’m convinced that fall hygge is wonderful therapy.

I hope you all have a good fall season and take time to unwind. Sometimes, a few lit candles at home are better than the fanciest spa.

Warm regards,

Marion