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Life is too short for boring stories

The little ones had slept through the night peacefully. Apparently, they had exhausted the trip to the world outside the door. What was there to discover? Yes, everything, because they stepped out like someone who sees the world for the first time, most likely because it was the first time. There was nothing that would …

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„Trusting in it and believing that life leads me safely, that I am well-disposed, I step out into the world, follow my inner voice and let my intuition guide me,“ I heard myself say, in the afternoon the tenth day of Advent, when the sunlight broke through the windows like golden rain and the little …

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It was that the storm was raging, all night, so much that the walls seemed to tremble and the roof ducked, against the wind, the thunderous rain. The little ones, Joy, Sunny and Grace, had snuggled closer to their mother, who was shaking with fear herself. I had sat down with them and felt that …

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„Love and life in its connectedness“, it did not let me go, the thought of this all-encompassing power, which can be, which carries everyone inside and which only needs to be released. Like the Pandora’s box. You know it’s there, but you dare not open it because you do not know what’s inside it. It …

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With all naturalness. So it was to share everything, including housework. Jesus, Mary and me. All the little things that are done because they are to be made. Rinse the tea cups e.g. Because you want to fill them again. Clean up the kitchen and the rest of the house. There were no discussions. It …

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It had rained during the night. Once again. It was getting into the day. Once again. The fire crackled in the fireplace. The youth began to move, to move more. When they were too far away from each other, they began to make plaintive noises. Hope brought them back. It was as if they wanted …

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