The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance, the wise grows it under his feet
James Oppenheim, American poet and early follower of Carl Jung
After growing up in the middle of Norway it was amazing to discover the beaches and mountains of South-western Norway in 2011. After competing in Asia in the winter I returned to pack all my belongings and headed for the charming city of Stavanger. Dream life is combining the things I´m passionate about: my job as a clinical psychologist & kitesurfing. Through university and work life it´s been important to look into what makes people happy -then next is of course how much space they set aside for these things in life. For me, my recipe for happiness and motivation requires some logistics, is high-paced and couldn´t be done without the most essential basics:
good friends, great family & dark chocolate.
Name: Jannicke Stav
DOB: 22nd Dec 1980
Nationality: Norwegian
Height: 182 cm
Weight: 74 kg
Contact: jannicke.stav@gmail.com
Results:
Kite Tour Asia 2010/11: Freestyle 3rd overall
Boracay International Funboard Cup Jan 2011: Racing 1st, Speed 1st, Oldschool 3rd
KTA Boracay March 2011: Speed 1st
Kite Tour Europe 2011: Freestyle 9th overall
KTA Vietnam Freestyle 2011. Winner Aya Oshima, Japan, 3rd Kathrin Borgwardt, Germany
(photo by KTA-photographer Anny Barlow)
Profession/education: Clinical psychologist.
Through university and work life it´s been important to look into what makes people happy and then how much space they set aside for these things in life. Practicing what I preach a combination of psychology & kiting is my recipe for happiness and motivation. It requires lots of logistics, is high-paced and couldn´t be done without the most essential basics:
good friends, great family & dark chocolate.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
(The Road Not Taken – Robert Frost, 1916)
