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Life is too short for boring stories

I got up in the morning. No matter where I was and with whom, in the morning I got up, brushed my teeth, made me coffee. Sometimes breakfast, if I was not alone. Not for me. Breakfast is not my meal. That passes me by. Coffee is enough. It’s not my time, it’s the morning. …

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„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 …

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Again and again I came back to it. Ultimately, everything seemed to emanate from the one only, to entwine and re-enter into it, the life and the love, the love and the life, which are so closely connected as two rose bushes their urges, so that is no longer distinguishable which Drive to which shrub …

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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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