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“You will lose everything. Your money, your power, your fame, your success, perhaps even your memory. Your looks will go. Loved ones will die. Your own body will eventually fall apart. Everything that seems permanent is absolutely impermanent and will be smashed. Experience will gradually, or not so gradually, strip
Dear friends, On the white wall, in the living room of my parent’s house, there’s a sentence written in dark-grey color. “Alles hat seine Zeit,” it says. “Everything has its time.” I am still far away from “home,” from where I grew up. And yet, I often think
Eddy is a snail. And, from a snail’s perspective, he was quite a beautiful one. He had a nice light-brown house on his back, and his grey, slimy skin was still young and youthful. Eddy was handsome, but his looks don’t matter much in this story. Eddy lived in a
There once was a blacksmith at the far end of a tiny village. Every day you could hear the clinking noise in the village each time he threw his hammer upon a hot iron. Clink, clink, clink. He welded, forged, twisted, straightened until the, once useless, metals received useful forms.
The grass was greener than anywhere else she had ever seen it. There was a large garden, an old wooden shack, goats and cows, and a well-furnished house at the end of the pasture. The property was surrounded by white mountains, green hills, and flower fields that made one feel
Today I made my first video (since a while now) to give a short status update from our life here in Mexico. Next week I’ll be on book-revision “vacation”, that will mean no daily posts. I want them to be genuine, but also feel that in these times they don’t
In January 2017 I launched the “unconditional January”. A facebook-event, location independent, free to attend by anyone in the world. Every day, for the whole month, we would set a little “unconditional challenge” where hundreds of people would do an act of kindness – each day a different one –
The sounds of aircons, projectors, fans, cars, clocks ticking can be annoying to a point where they are almost unbearable. Our good fortune: Often we don’t even notice them. One part of our brain (Hippocampus) is like: “Well there’s a sound, but not important, we got better things to do,
This morning I killed around 20 cockroaches. Or perhaps a little more. Little did I know about the life that took place just next to our door when I lifted up the heavy stone. For weeks, I thought something was smelling strange around there. And when I finally lifted the
The fine art of creating meaningful connections
I’m a writer and philosopher. I believe that we can all learn from each other. And I believe that love, faith and compassion are the gates to freedom and peace.