Dear God, give me a camel and set me free. Sitting behind my laptop 12h a day working my ass off with a plane whooshing over my head every two minutes in jeans too tight to breath because they look so pretty, calling it life. I’m loving your book and loving you. Robyn Davidson , for pushing exactly those…
Category: simple life
surrender II
I realize this whole blog is about surrender. You can call it the simple life, the truth, love, gratitude, inspiration, motherhood, creativity, name it what you like, it’s another colour of life and impotent if you don’t fully surrender to it. Believe in it. Trust it. Give your life for it. I think that’s the hard core of…
secret
“At the center of this story there is a terrible secret, a kernel of cyanide, and the secret is that the story doesn’t matter, doesn’t make any difference, doesn’t figure. The snow still falls in the Sierra. The Pacific still trembles in its bowl. The great tectonic plates strain against each other while we sleep…
house hold chores
I wrote a piece for Happiness magazine about finding the spirituality in house hold chores. Oh yes baby, there’s nothing more spiritual than soap & water!
radical
Radical self love. Radical simplicity. Radical trust. To me this is nothing more than common sense. Than the language of the world. It’s been a while since the language and manners of the human world have lost its meaning for me. After my 76th crash before 30 it started to dawn on me. If I’m…
the big life
Lately a phrase ran through my mind : let go of the past. We all know this mantra to not cling to anger, guilt or grief over whatever it is that happened to you. But now this sentence that kept whispering to me came with a different message. It suggested I’d stop revisiting all the stuff that happened in my life….
what are you made of?
Just when I got the hang of it and thought : hey, I’m starting to be really good at this simple-thing, my good old friend ‘life’ left the back door open to invite ‘chaos’ in. Those two really like each other. In fact, I think they are secret lovers. Now for once it is not…
love this
There is something magical about this picture, I cannot keep my eyes of of it. I feel like I belong there, it was my time and place. This is Rainer Maria Rilke, Rose Beuret (Rodin’s wife) and Auguste Rodin and two of their dogs around 1902/1903 in France. I also found a letter from Rilke to…
becoming a minimalist
Simplifying your life is something different from becoming a minimalist. Like looking for meaning is different from joining a religion. You could get there eventually, but the road is empty and could take you anywhere. Still, the first steps for any change are the same : 1. Find out what it is you truly want, what get’s you going. what…
your own life
Why would you want to keep your life simple? I never thought of simplicity as something I would want in my life. I wanted excitement, I want adventure, experience, complexity, fun, challenge. Looking for those things I took risks, I travelled, I sought freedom, I sought independence. I had a clear picture of the life…
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