On spending my lifetime

    Recently I attended a funeral. The guy who had passed away used to be a musician, spending years with traveling around with his wife, performing live at music festivals and events. At least that is their story, as I know it. I met him and his wife for the first time in 2007 as I was working on a small festival. Thereafter I would see them every other year or even every second year at the same festival. So all…

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  • How to Describe Feelings & Needs

    I am sitting in nice coffee place, having a cup of tea tea, listening to a yet-to-be-discovered playlist. Unfortunately, a family of three just entered the place and the youngest family…

  • Morning Pages

    I first read about the ‚Morning Pages‘ in Julia Cameron’s book ‚The Artist’s Way: A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity‘ (Amazing book, by the way, if you want to work on…

  • Dare to cook – Adjusting

    For five months I have been working as a chef. Due to some shifts in our kitchen team I began working as entremetier after only two weeks, which means I am…

  • Angry letter

    It used to be very hard for me to let things go or break circles of thoughts. I would go on and on in my head about things like the anger…

  • 73 and about to die

    Imagine you are 73 years old, you are lying on the kitchen floor and you are dying of heart failure. What is going through your head, what will you remember? Last…

  • How I meditate

    I used to be very nervous and stressed out – because of work, because of relationships, because of noise, boredom or generally feeling unhappy with myself. My thoughts would whirl around…

  • Dare to cook

    Four weeks I started working as a chef. This might not be of huge significance to you. However, it is to me, as this is not my usual field of work.…

  • Creating a little magic moment for a stranger

    You are pretty fucking awesome

    Thanks for signing up to my newsletter! /// A while ago I heard about a card like this and found it so amazing that I had to copy it. Credits go…