It rains often but not so chilly any more, rather humid. It is finally coming, the summer.😃 Sadly I had to pull away the spruce tree..😢 it got too much mold around.. I guess, I have more unknown plants on my balcony than the plants from my own.😅 aren't they though lovely?! Look, how they… Continue reading Summer’s coming.
The ever truth doesn't contradict itself. Isn't it wonderful and blissful?! I have now confidence in me, because it wasn't me being insecure or doubtful of this life. I didn't know what I don't know. Eventhough there're still struggles and fights all over the world inside as outside, I sought and found the truth and… Continue reading The ever truth
Drawing story of this week. Finding the way. I was told to let my inner fight be part of my life. It was so hard to understand. I was thinking all day long over and over again. I wasn't understanding at all what it means. After the dance online class in the evening, again with… Continue reading Being part of
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
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
"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
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