Swimming While in the bluest water I let myself flow and am one with the universe. I count my stars and name my blessings. Nothing seems a mystery, everything is clear. My name means lily, white and luscious, clear and flowing. My sign is connected to the earth, but I am flowing. If my name means lily, it must be a water- lily, like in a japanese garden, my name thus connects me with the rocks, the Zen-universe and everything else is a mystery. I count my blessings and they are plenty, I stroke my blessings and they curl in my lap like the flowing body of a purring cat. I know that life is a mystery and yet I feel I know the depth of the water I cross. I am not afraid to talk to the universe and feel it answers every question. Its name is always Yes and never Maybe. Its name is written in gold on the charts of your blessings. I am not afraid to walk in my universe or even swim - part of it is flowing part of it is water. I ...
Lobedentag. Das war als, auch, Programm gemeint, für ihr ganzes Leben. Lobe den Tag, verdammt nochmal. Und zwar nicht erst am Abend, sondern ständig, zu jeder vollen und halben Stunde. Finde Gründe, den Tag zu loben und höre damit nie wieder auf. Create random acts of kindness and closeness, zu jeder vollen und halben Stunde. Lass das die Art sein, wie Du den Tag lobst. Der Blog als Reisebeschreibung Verschlüsselt natürlich.