WHO AM I?

A Teacher’s Teacher – Rooted in the Old Ways, Walking Beside the New

Throughout my life, I’ve often been called a teacher’s teacher. It’s not a label I’ve sought, but one that’s been given by those I’ve supported – teachers, leaders, healers and space-holders who come to me when they find themselves at a threshold: a time of deep transformation, transition, or renewal.

I was born into the Sámi culture of the North, where the land, the spirits, and the silence teach as much as any human ever could. At young age, I was recognized by my aunt – one of the last of the old wisdom keepers in our region – as someone who carried the old gifts.

Since then, I’ve walked a life shaped not by textbooks or formal education, but by a lived relationship with nature, with the unseen, and with the ancestral field. I did not choose this path – it chose me. And I’ve spent my life learning to listen, to trust, and to serve.

When teachers and leaders come to me, they often stand on the edge of something unknown. A role is shifting. A story is ending. A deeper truth is rising. In those moments, I offer what has been passed down to me: not just practices or rituals, but principles. Ways of sensing what is real. Ways of returning to the body, the land, the breath, and the heart.

The work I do is often invisible to the outside world. It doesn’t need to be seen. But it lives on – in the ceremonies, programs, and leadership journeys and life of those I’ve supported.

I don’t guide from above. I walk beside.

Rooted in the old ways, walking with those who are shaping the new.

True leadership begins when we pause long enough to listen.

And true teaching begins when we remember who we are.

Real teaching and leadership always begins with deep listening, and with the courage to cross the threshold when the soul calls.

In service,

Kjetil