As I said before, perhaps it is enough sometimes to just ask questions? And, to paraphrase Rilke, to live into the answers? What makes me happy? What do I really need? How do I live at ease? What is important (to me)? What is it never too late for? What does freedom mean to me?… Continue reading . questions .
. crossroads .
“This is a crossroads we all know, a moment when you need to shed a skin. If you do, you’ll expose all those painful nerve endings and feel so raw that you’ll need to take care of yourself for a while. If you don’t, then that skin will harden around you. It’s one of the… Continue reading . crossroads .
. Together .
I am a highly sensitive person and have been worrying about all kinds of things for as long as I can remember. Like 24/7. For a long time I was pretty much alone with that – until Covid came along. Since then, I talk to people who are worried every day. People, who are anxious… Continue reading . Together .
. The same questions .
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point… Continue reading . The same questions .