Brume

It’s autumn on the island; still warm and sunny during the day, the sea is lovely, warm enough to go for a swim, and the evenings are  fresh and humid. The mornings are so beautiful, foggy and mystic. That reminds me of a old song from Cat Stevens: Morning has broken. Morning has broken like … Continue reading

Love is

Love is amalgamation – not adjustment.  (Yogi Bhajan) Dein Reichtum – das ist die Liebe zu deiner Familie, das ist die Liebe zu deiner Frau und deinem Mann, das ist die Liebe zu deinen Nächsten. (Steve Jobs)  

Dressed up

Clean out your closets, open the windows, climb up your personal mountain, put on your dance shoes, a new dress, cut your hair, time for plants and plans, a new look, another perspective, prosperity. Just do something.  

Mellow

The music we are. The sound we create. Action we take. Being brave and gentle. Sensitiv and soft. Like a branch in the wind. Floating.

Bloom

Where flowers bloom so does hope. Winter colors warm the eyes, all these colds can be healed, with an ever growing love.

YummY

I just don’t want to look back and think: “I could’ve eaten that.”

Beauty

Oh, Beauty, passing beauty, sweetest sweet, Sweetie. Flowers. Life.  

Stayin’ Alive

Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep. Being with you keeps me alive. See what’s cooking. See what’s feeding you, what’s nourishing your Self.

Winterlich(t)

It is Monday and time to start into this lovely week and like always I am not in a hurry, not really. I’m still a bit tired because I watched the SuperBowl Final in San Francisco on TV last night (in Europe and 9 hours later) and it lasted till to the early morning. What … Continue reading

Autumn

It’s hard to see such colors, shades of colors, achromatic colors, bare nature, laden with fruit, the blood of the grape. When the night is stalking the day-light behind the trees the magenta gleam of twilight is whispering, now.  

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