Wake up

Kids know the best how to love themselves. They are not separated yet from their needs of body, mind and soul. They don't think or plan to achieve their dreams. They build no images of the world. Then they see, observe, learn how we as adults do, act, teach. They start to imagine about the… Continue reading Wake up

The last station

There are 21! pots of tomatoe sprouts.. Where should I plant them at all?🤦‍♀️ Baby tittibhasana and flying crow pose happy to see, now I can take one leg off from my arm.💪 From Monday's burlesque jazz class I learn the movement for Taekwondo spinning, but not the dance...🙈 I have kind of spell that… Continue reading The last station

compassion

The compassion based on self-conciousness won't make oneself misunderstood. I could easily show my compassion and love, probably they are from the same root, but so long as I wasn't giving the true love to myself, any kind of positive actions toward others won't get their acknowledgment. I was afraid of being rejected everytime, whenever… Continue reading compassion

Self-confidence

Today I learned the move, spin and split. 😉 I love some words especially in German, like Kunst (means art, and comes from können, 'can') and Selbstbewusstsein - 'Self-confidence'. Maybe it's also only my reflection to the world, but when I hear of self-confidence, there's lots of positive and strong influence in the word. But… Continue reading Self-confidence

Love yourself

The time with pandemic seems to extend the duration with no end and it was so visible that kids don't move enough, although we go outside everyday. I wish, of course, they would follow me practicing Yoga and Taekwon-Do, but I understand it's not their will. Nonetheless, I insisted my elder son Jona to do… Continue reading Love yourself

Swing when you love

"I crave always for love what my mother couldn't give me in my childhood." "you sought the love of your mother, because you loved her." "but she would not let me!" "she could not stop you." "then why was I unhappy all my life?" "because you didn't go down to the very roots of your… Continue reading Swing when you love

Shifting the center point

After I shifted obviously the center of view point from others and outside in to me and inner self, I can feel kind of blissful gratitude I am receiving by my choice. I chose actions what I need, because I know now my state. And as return I get the most wonderful, helpful and worthy… Continue reading Shifting the center point

Early in the morning

Never thought, I would love this early morning time for bringing out the waste.I miss my 'me-time', riding on a night train, reading and reading, waking up with stiff limbs, drinking black tea with plain bread served by the train cafeteria and taking off the train in another city, with different sunlight, new faces, foreign… Continue reading Early in the morning

Warrior

Drawing story of this week. Martial. As my therapist asked me, what would describe me the best for now, with no hesitation, in my head there was only one word coming up. Krieger. Warrior in German. I never wished to be a warrior, no, not even in fantasy. Maybe that's why I was so hard… Continue reading Warrior