When I awoke that morning, the morning of Christmas, I had a severe headache. It was as if I had run against a jamb, so much did it hurt a spot on the forehead. As I fingered it, I also noticed a rather imposing bump that resembled a horn in the middle of my forehead. …
„You’ve made a great meal, Mary!“ I said, still tasting the enjoyment as I stood in the kitchen doing the dishes with Jesus. „Yes, really,“ Jesus affirmed, adding with a wink, „Have you ever noticed that there is always too little cooking of goodies?“ „Sure, you’ve dusted most of the good food,“ Mary remarked amused, …
„On the way to the realization of the meaning of Christmas,“ I picked up the thread that day again, „On the way. Through life. Of life. Departure and Staying, that’s what it’s always been, all our lives. We are born. It is a departure into a life we did not have before. It is not …
Sometimes I am cuddly like a little kitten.
Actually, I just wanted to get something out of the kitchen quickly, and then I got back behind my laptop. You’re sitting on the couch and looking at me, with that penetrating look that I would not be surprised if it burned a hole in my skin. „What’s going on?“ I asked, leaving the laptop …
„You are beautiful when you smile,“ I admit, „It is as if you were enchanted as if you were different from the moment you came.“ „Perhaps it is so,“ you say softly, „when it was strangely curious, then it was confusingly strange and then only more invitingly strange. But what are we going to do …
