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What an adventure when the grandfather took his time and showed the children the hiding places in the forest, of foxes and badgers, when the best location for a tree house was sought and the children were allowed to enter the hallowed halls of the workshop, of course only under the strict one look and …

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Experiences are inevitable. Encounters change you, and this change is irreversible. If I want the encounter, then I have to want it completely, fully engage with it and completely lose myself in it. If I cut back on this wholeness, the encounter doesn’t happen either. It’s like jumping with open eyes into a black mountain …

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I am sitting on the beach. The waves break glittering in the sunlight. The sand trickles between my toes when I move them. It is still spring. I am alone. I keep looking over the sea. As far as the eye can see. The picture builds up and down. My black spaniel runs after the …

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It was a long day. I am tired. As I sit in the car again and start the engine, my longing does not go to you, but to my bed. Now just curl up and allow the exhausted body rest, that would be the right thing. Much better than sitting in the car for another …

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I’m leaving the house for a variety of reasons. Among other things, probably to see how the other people do so with their lives when they leave the house and enter public space and always seize a piece of it. Of course, because the human being has a three-dimensional extent, i.e. in length, width and …

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