The pain is coming in waves… like contractions during birth… These waves are crashing together over my head, drowning me… again and again… I don’t know how to hold space for myself. Holding this pain, cradle it in my arms, so I can heal… I find it overwhelming, trying to hold it all in instead……
Schlagwort: dancing
Still dancing
My feet are touching the ground. Again and again. Stomping, sliding, full of joy and full of sorrow. My grief has not fully left me, yet. I feel myself vibrating with the music. I can also feel the other dancers‘ energy around me. Finally, I settle into my movement and rhythm… I am writing this…
Smells like Freedom/So riecht die Freiheit
„Freedom – there are so many songs about it. Something like freedom was for animals. That had nothing to do with me. Or so I thought. […] But suddenly I was free too. Right in this very moment. Everything smelled free. The free night, the free moon, the free grass and the free sky.“ –…
We even got a tree
Earlier this week during our last team meeting this year, it hit me what progress I experienced during the last year. Reading through my bucket list, I was once again reminded how I like to plan things and life turns out quite differently. On Tuesday we will be celebrating our first Christmas unpacked in Germany….
I love love love writing!
I was chatting with a friend a few days ago talking about moving back here. She had returned about a year ago and described her experience like this: „I was at risk to loose myself completely. I had already lost some parts of myself that are only resurfacing now. I am starting to feel like…
mehrlebenskunst. 