Touching emotion touches
and melts the last remains
of floes of ice and flakes of snow

Fluidity of warmth
originated from the soul
spreads softly all her wings

Embraces transformed drops
and takes them in
her infinite eternity




You sit in your chair drinking tea.

Then a thought comes to mind: “The world is on fire”.

You ask yourself: “The world is on fire: sweetheart is that true in this moment?”

And you find yourself, in your chair drinking tea

Then a thought comes to mind: “We are at war”.

You ask yourself: “We are at war: sweetheart is that true in this moment?”

And you find yourself, in your chair drinking tea

And then comes the next one and the next one and the next one ….

And you ask yourself again and again and again …

And you find yourself again and again and again …



There are an infinite number of
questions, answers, possibilities, solutions

Identification with one
means excluding all others

Excluding all others
means limiting yourself

Limiting yourself
means hurting yourself

You are without limits;
that is why living anything else
hurts like hell …

I am not good enough

I am not good enough

When I believe the thought
“I am not good enough”
When this belief
becomes my norm
When this norm
leads my behavior:
I murder you
so I feel good
I do bigger, more, bigger, more, bigger, more, more than you
So I feel good
and I do not care
if you feel good

The human species will vanish from this planet in the end
Even the sun will die

Till then,
“I am not good enough” rules
and murders, rapes, violates, tortures,
every living being
and its own species

We can never know what will happen
We can take steps ourselves
Now …
And let Compassion, Care, Tenderness, Love, and Truth
rule our inner world
until our end of time …



Pain is the fuel for the painbody, that resides in human bodies.
The painbody can not help to feed on pain: more pain is a growing painbody.

When the painbody can not feed on pain any more, it will die.
When it dies, who you really are can emerge.

Think about this
when you feel the painbody in you rising;
When you feel the painbody in the people around you:
children, partner, parents ….
Do not act out
Be still and go in
and find
Yourself …





The space
where I find home
I share with
dogs, a cat, the birds,
the insects and the trees,
the mice and all the hedgehocks
the plants and what’s unseen
beneath the surface

This space
does not belong to me alone 
No borders for the mice
or traffic rules for birds
We share this space
and find our homes in it

I share the space
with humans
who feel that they are lost

It’s good to know
that home
is only
space …

No word

No word

When you think you are something:
a christian, a muslim, a jew, a buddhist, a hindu,
an atheist, a carpenter, a painter, a writer, a friend,
a man, a woman, a child, a mother, a father, …

And when you believe that you are what you think you are,
You can go inside and do this meditation:

Without using your
thoughts, memories, associations, perceptions, emotions,

are you a christian, not a christian or neither

Be still and wait what comes up …

And do it with the next and the next and the next …

No word can describe what you are;
no word; no word; no word …