Part 1 Vor ein paar Monaten stand ich am Düsseldorfer Hbf und habe auf den ICE nach Mannheim gewartet, damit ich von da aus mit einer Mitfahrgelegenheit nach Triebel zum Meditieren fahren kann. Ein Obdachloser kam zu mir am Bahnsteig rüber und hat mich um ein Paar Cents gebeten. Ich habe grundsätzlich nichts dagegen Obdachlosen Menschen aus…
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The Crisis Of Meaning
My mental full-time job lately is neither thinking about my corporate job, my future or my private life, nor my singing gigs or my writing. I can’t change it for now and it takes a lot of my energy away. As much as exciting it is to live a life of an ancient thinker, it…
The Most Expensive Gift You Can Make
Since I published my blogpost with a sexual innuendo, several people I know and don’t know were writing me. They literally celebrated my courage, what of course makes me much stronger and I am grateful for those people, who support me in my journey. Women were writing me, being extremely thankful, for having the courage to…
A Woman’s Fear To Talk About Se….
….x. Within the last 7 days I started to write about 4 new blogposts. I loved writing them. But I didn’t publish a single blogpost. I am afraid. I am afraid and intimidated. They are erotic. They are about sexual experiences and expressions. They are about … my own sexual experiences and expressions. Even if…
But first, let me please you
Yesterday evening I went out for a wine with a good friend. I was quite tired, so I told her that I just stay outside for one wine. Also I didn’t want to spend the whole Saturday morning in bed fighting with a hang-over (the Düsseldorfer old-city is a place where you only get out…
Please find attached all of my past
The whole last week, in many different situations, with absolutely different people (actually, with most of the people I connected during the week), a special phenomenon was spying on me. I felt its piercing glance on my back. It was waiting for me around the corner in my favorite coffeeshop, it was spying under my bed,…
Why you have chosen to be born in your family
New Year’s Eve party. I am on stage. Dancing and singing, making different people feel good, trying to figure our their taste, singing different kinds of songs. I am smiling and looking good. 250 dancing, tipsy people look at me and smile back, they dance and embrace the magic of the new-years-eve-party night. I seem…