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A few days ago, I finished Amanda Palmer's book The Art of Asking . It is not written too well. The text is not really one piece, but many many single pieces, sewed together a bit randomly, I felt, while reading. Though, they all point in the same direction. The language is not special, or especially good. It is the kind of language, simple, in which people talk about this and that. All this was pretty much clear from the start. She is not a writer. But she is an artist with a message. This message is the point of the entire endeavour of her book. To bring across a certain point. The message is something like this: You deserve to be loved. You deserve to be supported. You deserve to go out there and ask for love and support. You  might be surprised, how much of it you get. Even from strangers. Even from friends. The message is also: create as many random acts of kindness and love along your life path, as you possibly can. So it is a double message in my eyes: ask for what you ...

This is a text, which was first published on Valley Haggards page Life in 10 Minuntes . A great page from a great writer and I always feel proud, when she chooses to publish one of my pieces. The text is about one year old, so dating back to April of 2017, but funny enough, it still is totally true. I am even less moody 😘 What is sacred? I read this headline today. It was the title of an inspiring piece of writing by Linda Laino , a wonderful artist and mutual friend of me and my friends from Richmond. It got me thinking. What is sacred, for me?  Deep down, I always knew, that the sacred was everywhere, that it was the underground of human life, of my life in particular. Still, it was difficult for me to reach.  At times, I felt, nothing was sacred. And I wasn’t even depressed, at least not diagnosed, ever. I was very moody, though. I accepted it. My moodiness and the impossibility to reach the sacred. When I first came to Richmond, I joined a poetry group, which was one o...