Childhood Memories. — The first time I died knowingly, I was seven years old. I was sitting in my room, in my hideaway, with the back against the cold radiator, my usual place. The others were playing in the garden. It was summer. And it was hot out there. My back was leaning…

No shape, no purpose, no name — I am A while ago I realized, that I was someone different from who I meant to be at first, when I — and this was long before I was finally born here — had decided to become human on this place called…

The super natural supernatural. — “Make a wish, a goal for the future, something that you want to accomplish. Today, tomorrow, in twenty years, … Make one, or two, or more. And then write down the sentences that come.” This was the exercise, that I asked my friends to do, this one night, when we…

Do your f** homework. It is our nature as human beings, to put things and ideas into boxes, and this brings about the tendency of “if-then-logic”, or “bad-good-judgments”, or “one-and-the-other-distinctions”. Thus, this linear thinking that arises, creates judgements, attachments, expectations and opposites. We perceive — as example — a place…

Stepping back. — Dear human friend. Sat Chit Ananda. I am in tune with life, I am in trust, my mind is peaceful, I engage fully with my surroundings, I step back. This is now. I am stepping back — striving no more, going nowhere, doing nothing, being no one. And Universe, Gaia…

Love and happiness — the game changers of our world. — Dear human friend. Are you sometimes sad? And you are pushing your sadness away because there is no place for tears? Are you sometimes angry and you want to get rid of your anger because it is not welcomed this very moment? Are you sometimes jealous and you swallow the…

We are Planet Earth! — a poem — by me. Here I am, having a walk through my chosen home, Berlin, Planet Earth. Here I am, smiling about two rats who sneak some leftover food from under a bench in the park. Here I am, standing still, listening to the wind roaming through the air…

What if we could play instead of struggle? — If suffering brings us closer to ourselves, it serves us to become aware of who we are. We would lose connection to our uniqueness and beauty as soon as there is only ease. How is it possible to see black in black, or white in white? And what if everything…

I SEE YOU (IN) ME CHALLANGE — Dear friends, thanks so much to all the replies after my last story. With all these conversations we had after I wrote “the nightmare”, an idea crossed my mind and I tried to note it down (as below), then passed I this exercise on to my clients and friends. Let’s…