Listen with your eyes

Mirrors of Encounters

…Beauty creates order, harmony, meaning …

Expressing life in our own special way is not a luxury but un inner urge, a necessity.
The greatest necessity is TO BE, TO FEEL ALIVE .

Poetry is the key to you Secret chamber of aliveness, where you become real in your own eyes…

 LISTEN!!….with your eyes.

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What is The truth? – she asks

The truth is a conundrum

The space in between the breath and a fading memory

It is more a fleeing perfume than a thought…

It´s the never read poem, waiting to be uttered by the sensuous lips…

Impending Summer

I hear a new Breath

I hear…

The promise… – this evanescent hour

A new Voyage…

I am about to fly

Into your impending Summer


Departing again…

Mirrors of Encounters

The journey started early
while the summer
was asleep

A  secret light
was fleeingly  caressing
your dreamy shadow

Gently sweeping away
your smile
into the morning song


Dedicated to Larisa


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The sounds of us is the all is the one.

I love that so much.

I love co-creating, building on ideas and releasing them like a firecracker.
So powerful. Like finding missing puzzle pieces.
Completing something that was unable to be completed without the all.

 – Andrea

(When in New Places)

Allowing Truth to dissipate as easily as it appeared

What inspires you today?

Says Andrea:

“Inspiration is like food: vitally important.

Today I’m inspired by my usual muse: truth. I had a great moment of speaking my truth.

These moments are when I feel most aligned, alive and in tune. I love releasing it into the world.
Seeing what part it can play by just allowing it. Feeling strong, not guilty, over speaking it.
And most importantly allowing it to dissipate as easily as it appeared.”

Ultimately, the only person you need to concern yourself with is yourself

This may sound strange, but for the time being I ONLY GIVE TO MYSELF.

I am scarce with giving nowadays, it sounds paradoxical as I was born to be a giver.
I give to someone else, ONLY, if I am directly and expressly asked.

That because for many years I made the capital mistake of giving and trying to heal this mad world. How it drained me…How they took without giving anything back…

I finally got it that I am the world when I am Self, and, in that insight, I am the most important person.

I know exactly what you mean. You mirror the same experience I’ve had as well. Giving and giving and giving until I was so drained and tired that I had nothing left for myself. I felt so empty. Like I wasn’t enough for people to return anything back to. It was so dark at times, even though I felt like I was doing the best thing for everyone by giving everything. Big mistake!

Now, like you, I’m very selective on what and who I will give to. I have learned the importance of energetic boundaries, and I will not constantly bend them for others like I did in the past. By doing this I’ve finally found the peace I’ve always desired.

Instead of feeling disconnected by pulling away from others I feel more connected to this world than ever before. Such an interesting thing to realize. So profound and life altering.

Your insight is THE insight. To realize that the best way to serve the world is to realize you are the world. To fully own what you will and will not sacrifice for others. To realize that if it’s not working for you it won’t work for others. To realize the only person you need to concern yourself with is yourself, because ultimately it’s all that’s real in this grand illusion called life.

It’s the forgotten truth. I’m honored to be able to hear yours.

A very inspiring comment from Andrea

Happiness is an innate part of what we are at the core essence of our being.
It’s not able to be separated. It’s not just for the lucky few, it’s for everyone,
because it’s equally present in everyone.

Happiness is the compass leading us home to our truth.

And it’s foolproof if you come to understand it.

Let´s honour the rare, transparency and depth, the divine non-mind in like-mind!


Be civilized and shut up!

Here we don´t talk about essential stuff.

Don´t you dare joke about our taboos:

My repressed sexuality, my neurosis,
my frustrations, malice and inhibitions…

My fear is sacred.

My madness holy.