Trees root down
On solid ground
While their leaves fly high
To touch the sky

Dear one, in order to be free
you need to seek stability

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Lately I’ve been on a ride
Kind of how a rollercoaster feels like
I got up so high I thought I could fly away
Then dropped so low I though I might not see the end of day

And I sat in between
Watching things I thought can’t be seen
Like my life was a movie out of control
I was reduced to play a minor role
Of a driver not able to arrive
At her own life

I got pushed like a ship in a storm
My skin ripped and torn
My feelings crashing over me like waves
And that state went on for days

When I finally thought I had my feet on the ground
The world just turned upside down
And what I thought I knew
Just fell through

I lay breathless on the bathroom floor
Crying not knowing any more
How I could get myself out of this
And how I even came to sit in this mess

I was choking on all the anger I’d swallowed
On the inside I felt empty and hollowed
And the only thing I could do was stare at the white wall
Trying to breath, that was all

And I felt so alone
Freezing to the bone
I longed for a warm hug
But I just got tickled by the fringes of the bathroom rug

There was no on that I could call
Or at least they would not understand me at all
Trying to explain how I felt
Would be more exhausting than it would help

I got so dizzy of all the events
No more clue what it all meant
…
But maybe that was the goal
Summoned by my own soul

To realize that what I thought was true
Was just what I was told to do
And who I believed I am
Was an infiltrated scam

Now from the bottom I can work my way up
Dropping whatever baggage I’ve got
Only taking with me what I really need
To live the life that I want to lead

So once more the darkness was not so bad at all
Just a very rough wake up call
But now that I am awake
I see it was all for my own sake

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I often ask myself whether my writing makes any sense
If the world even cares when I am taking a stance
I guess not, on the first glance
There are so many writers with a whole lot more fans
Who are much better in keeping up the suspense
And an advanced skillset at their defense
But if there is just one person out there who feels and understands
What I am trying to say with my two cents
That would make all the amends
So I pick up the pen and once more and let the writing commence

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And today
I am just going to watch
as the sun moves
from start
to finish

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Stop being hard on yourself
For things you can’t control
For being imperfectly human
That flaw lies within us all

And only if we rise above
And gift the others lenience
Can we count on their respect
When we fail to handle our things

We all strife for perfection
And ask for nothing less
When we should foster patience
And practice steady humbleness

For what it’s worth our time is short
Don’t waste it on constraints
Cause in the eyes of god
Only love remains

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The time when temperatures decrease
the time when leaves depart their trees
the time when summer turns to fall
that’s when I start to hear the call

The autumn wind whispers again
predicting tales of winter’s pain
still holds hints of summer’s sun
and it hollows I should run

It swept me off my feet before
so I am not scared anymore
what looks like chaos at the start
has brought me closer to my heart

It first blows gently through my hair
brushes my face with fresh cold air
but by the time December comes
it usually shakes me to my bones

The autumn wind spins me around
turns my small world upside down
and nothing ever stays the same
Forever forcing me to start again

It swept me off my feet before
so I am not scared anymore
what looks like chaos at the start
has brought me closer to my heart

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I do not mind being alone
I do mind being left alone

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Freedom is giving yourself to the world
Without expecting anything in return
Because expectations are windowless prisons
that minimize your capacity for experiences

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How magical this life is!
This life which they told me was full of
restrictions, hardship, impossibilities
But look! It is possible
It is possible to live
Aren’t we here to do just that
To breathe, to feel, to recognize
To wonder, to stumble to fall and get up again
To take our steps on this timeline we get
Never knowing which will be the last one
Whether you pay into your pension
Or live from paycheck to paycheck
If you live in Bandunu, El Pluma, Aschaffenburg or in New York
If you drive your expensive sportscar or a horse carriage
If you are the proud owner of a big company or a pebble collection
If you sleep on a cardboard in the streets
or drink kale smoothies in your marble kitchen
If you believe in god, the trees or your mother
If you get excited by a ticket around the world
or a ticket for a rollercoaster ride
If you sing at the Scala for a big audience
or in your own shower for your cat
If you listen to hiphop, jazz, birds or your old neighbor cursing
If you have 4 children or 4 dogs or 4 toothbrushes
If you wish for a job promotion, a hug or just making it through the night
If you make Quesadillas, Pieroggi, Sushi or Schnitzl
If you love men or women or the moon
If your skin tone matches the color of white, brown, black or green beans
If you walk, run, crawl, jump, fly or roll

We are all heading into the the same direction
into deaths arms
And when he finally embraces us
We all dissolve back into nothingness
Or the big whole
However you want to call it
But till then we ought to live
And don’t just go for the special offers
Or the discount tickets
Take the whole damn thing
You sometimes have to pay a high price
But who knows
you might get a reward afterwards

Oh how magical this life is
where everything is possible
Everything you dare to believe

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When I lost control
I built myself a cage
A prison within my own body
Confined by the surface of my skin
A tiny cell
Over which I ruled
With strict control
I guarded the boarders constantly
So that they would not expand
I would wrap my fingers around my wrist
A circle to measure if everything was still in place
Proof that I had not outgrown the tiny radius
Wherein I allowed myself to be
I starved every inch of me
which dared to go beyond the line
My appetite, my desires, my passions, my dreams
I wanted to keep myself small
Unnoticed
So no-one would recognize
No one would see
That I had lost control

And years later
Long after I broke the chains
Of self imprisonment
I sometimes catch myself
As my fingers form that circle around my wrist
Habitually
Still afraid
that I might be
too much

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The air is hot and heavy
Thickened with anger and with rage
The battles sheer seem endless
In this day and age

We think we’ve come so far
As a human race
But all of it is worthless
If we still judge each other by the color of our face

So, drop your arms and weapons
It is time to manifest
The freedom of each and every person
Defines the freedom for the rest

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You are constantly waiting for a knock on your door
From someone who comes to tell you
What life is about
All of your attention is drawn to that expectation
And so you miss
That your most important visitor is already inside
Constantly knocking on your chest
Telling you on an average of 80 times per minute
What life is about

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How do you carry
The weight of all the sorrow in this world
How do you cope
With all the pain and people getting hurt

I sometimes feel like I am drowning
In a stream of cruelty and rage
That leads into an ocean
Of violence and hate

Why do you hit your neighbor’s face
And don’t take them by their hand
Instead of causing pointless conflicts
Why don’t you just try to understand

How can we do this to each other
When in truth we’re all the same
Why can’t we solve it all together
Instead of pushing around the blame

Why is it always more important
To know whose fault it is
Than to seek for a solution
That might fix all of this mess

We dropped our moral compass
Everyone is lost and so afraid
We keep on building our walls
And live in prisons we create

There’s so much beauty all around
That we should appreciate much more
But we’re taking it for granted
Instead of peace we still choose war

I often get so tired
When I read all of the news
Our humankind is damaged
We’re all beaten up and bruised

There’s enough for everyone
If we’d only start to share
If we’d reach out to each other
And finally start to care

Everything you do and say
And everything you give
Affects the ones around you
And creates the world in which we live

Yet I have not lost my faith
Though we first might hit the ground
Before true change can come
Before we turn the wheel around

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Now we know, how fast something can spread
from one single human to another
into every corner of the world

Now imagine what would happen
if we started spreading
love, kindness and compassion …

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I set out to find someone
Who would understand me
Who would share this life with me
With all of it’s precious moments
Who would wipe away my tears on rough days
Who would bring joy and excitement
Who would take my hand to show me the way
When I got lost
Who could see me for who I am
And still like all of me
Who would not run away when it got complicated
Who could be my best friend
Who would love me unconditionally
And I got lucky
Because I found myself

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Hopefully this situation makes people realize
That we are not living on

Planet Europe,
Planet America,
Planet Asia,
Planet Australia,
Planet Africa,
Planet New Zealand,
Planet Antarctica

We all live on
Planet Earth
TOGETHER

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You think I am always happy
Just because I have a smile on my face
You think I am never worried
Just because I never complain

No, life hurts
Sometimes it hurts so much that I can not breath
It throws daggers at me that cut wounds in my skin
Leaving scars all over my body
It breaks my heart and tears it into pieces
It burns me alive
It kicks me when I am already on the ground
It pushes me off another cliff
When I thought that I already hit the lowest point

But still I put a smile on my face
Still I won’t complain
Because that’s how life is
A constant endeavour
And in the end it will win
it will blow out all our lights
But till then I will laugh in its face
I will put out my shields and arms
And I will roar
You won’t get me without a fight

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In my heavy moments
I pick up the pen
in hopes of unloading my feelings
by writing them down
But then I stop
because the paper could never hold
all of this weight

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These times leave me speechless
Maybe because my words exploded in surprise like a firecracker
Maybe because my words vanished in uncertainty
Maybe because my words have frozen in shock
Maybe because my words burned in all this anger
Maybe because my words drowned in all those tears
Maybe because my words are hiding in fear
Maybe because my words lack the vocabulary for this precedent

But certainly because
my words are just too small
to talk about something
that is so much bigger
than language itself

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When I travel
It’s like walking through the door
Setting foot on my apartment floor 
Airports, Bus stops 
are the entrance gates 
into my outbound real estate

I’m living midst the beauty of this earth 
A place of invaluable worth
And as I’m walking down the hall 
There’s foreign places behind every wall

I just step through a door
Discovering a spot I haven’t been before
Wandering from one room to the next
I rest in corners I like best

This world is full of hidden treasures 
Limitless with indefinite measures 
I turn and try to navigate
Through rooms which nature decorates

My bathtub is a lake
In hammocks I awake
My rooftop is a mountain
The shower is a water fountain 
The hallway is a road
My bag is my wardrobe
The staircase is a waterfall
A river flows into the entrance hall 
My backyard is the ocean front
I have everything I ever want

So when I fall asleep in starlit beds
I have no doubts, no worries nor regrets 
Cause my journeys are my home
They are the place where I belong

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The Volume
of your speech
won’t enhance
the value
of your words

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Come under my blanket
Come lie here with me
I am hiding here
I don’t want the world to see
How I really feel inside
And how much I am hurting
People want to see me smile
But I’m so tired of pretending

Come lie here with me
Come please take my hand
I do not know why
But I think that you might understand
Why I have to get out
Of this weird and crazy world
Where people do not listen
Where I feel like I am never heard

Come please take my hand
Come just let us be
I want nothing but your truth
We are finally free
Here under my blanket
It’s just you and me
We won’t let anybody in
Our own world of security

Come under my blanket
Come lie here with me
Come please take my hand
Come just let us be

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No matter how dark the road
No matter how far
It doesn’t really mater
As long as I can play my piano or the guitar

Music has showed me the way
Even on my loneliest day
It uncovers grace
Even in the most desperate place

So I walk my life’s lane
Through sunshine and rain
And If everything ends up going wrong
I’ll sit down and write another song

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Love often dresses me in a fashion
I usually would never wear
Too tight and too revealing
Clumsy and out of control
I feel foreign within my own skin

Oh but is there someone
With whom I can dance jaunty
In this precious love sewed gown

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A space made up of our memories
Creating walls wherein we live
Faded moments still lingering around
In the corners of our hearts and minds
Lucid shadows with a strong grip
Controlling every move we make
From beginning till end
Moment after moment is added up to the pile
Of our life’s mystery
Getting heavier and heavier
Under the burdens of our existence
Time is irrelevant
Past, Present Future live side by side
Interwoven in a web of our thoughts
Everyone resides here in solitude
Among fears, faults and pain
Everyone owns
A house in the rain

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Everything will fall into place
life will always find the right ways
there’s nothing to worry
if  you trust in life’s flow
so send out your wishes
and they will come back to you

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Kids dress up
because they want to have fun
Adults dress up
because they forgot who they are

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What’s going on inside your head
Which thoughts you hide so desperate
So caught up that you ignore
When someone’s knocking at your door

You don’t let anybody in
into this mental maze in which you’re wandering
Lead by misery and doubt
You’ve lost the sense for your way out

Every new direction that you take
Each decision that you make
Gets you off your track
And brings you further back

But if you’d let somebody in
to bring light into the dim
you’d be struck by wonder
cause the exit’s just around the corner

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Just when you think
The whole story is screwed
A new chapter commences

Just when you think
This is the darkest night
A new day dawns

Just when you think
The last petal has fallen
A new bud blossoms

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A narrow heart
and a narrow mind
breed emotions and thoughts
of a narrow kind

An open heart
and an open mind
nurture emotions and thoughts
of an open kind

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My love is not limited
It springs from a far rooted well
Deep within my heart
From where I pull
One bucket after the other
Endlessly
I pour it all around me
So everything can flourish
Equally
It does not require much force
It flows
Effortlessly
So do not be jealous
When I pour my love on someone else
Eventually
It is necessary
For I have to keep my garden fresh and green
So I can walk
Easily
But be sure that this well holds an abundance of love
for you and everyone else
Eternally

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Come with me
Close to the sea
Let’s get washed away
Unto a place we want to to stay

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Today I can not pretend
That I am ok
The world got too heavy
To handle again

I’m trying to put on a smile
On my face
But it just feels like my mouth
fell out of place

I’m trying to be
Polite, friendly and kind
But I scream ‚screw you all‘
In my mind

Today I can not pretend
That I am alright
The world made me
Too tired to fight

I’m trying to put out
My weapons and arms
But I am the only one
Being harmed

I’m trying to hide
Away from it all
But my emotions break down
Every protective wall

Today I can not pretend
That I am fine
The world has put me
Out on the line

Today I will just
Let it be
Tomorrow the world’ll look different
hopefully

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We’re sitting in the trenches
of two opposing sides
fighting a battle no one started
and no one is going to win

Our weapons are our words and actions
that we shoot blindly from our holes
unable to see
where we hit the other side

The green grass where we once played
has turned into frozen mud
an unscalable barrier
of our buried memories

The rare peace offers we send across
always come crawling back
twisted and turned
unable to reach the other side

So we stay put in our trenches
on two opposing sides
continuing a battle
both of us already lost

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If you run away from your shadow
It will only grow taller and taller
And more frightening
As its edges start to blurr
But if you start to run towards it
It will become smaller and smaller
And more precise
As its edges start to sharpen
Then you will realize
That it is you who decides
How much power your shadow has over you

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How do you carry
The weight of all the sorrow in this world
How do you cope
With all the pain and people getting hurt

I sometimes feel like I am drowning
In a stream of cruelty and rage
That leads into an ocean
Of violence and hate

Why do you hit your neighbor’s face
And don’t take them by their hand
Instead of causing pointless conflicts
Why don’t you just try to understand

How can we do this to each other
When in truth we’re all the same
Why can’t we solve it all together
Instead of pushing around the blame

Why is it always more important
To know whose fault it is
Than to seek for a solution
That might fix all of this mess

We dropped our moral compass
Everyone is lost and so afraid
We keep on building our walls
And live in prisons we create

There’s so much beauty all around
That we should appreciate much more
But we’re taking it for granted
Instead of peace we still choose war

I often get so tired
When I read all of the news
Our humankind is damaged
We’re all beaten up and bruised

There’s enough for everyone
If we’d only start to share
If we’d reach out to each other
And finally start to care

Everything you do and say
And everything you give
Effects the ones around you
And creates the world in which we live

Yet I have not lost my faith
Though we first might hit the ground
Before true change can come
Before we can turn the wheel around

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I thought I had to share a little something about what influenced this poem and why I wrote it. It was the story of two homosexual girls in London who were threatened and attacked by a couple of guys on a public transport. The guys first forced them to make out in front of them and when the women refused to do so they beat them up. This incident really got to me and left me feeling very emotional for a couple of days. It broke my heart and made me so heavy and helpless because again I realized how much unjustified cruelty and hate is out there in this world. I can not believe how people can do something like that to each other. How people use their physical dominance in order to threaten weaker people and hurt them. I know there is so much more violence going on out there but this case made me particularly upset. Here’s why: It happened in a civilized country/city in a public space where people should feel safe and secure. It happened in a stable and wealthy part of the world, a place where nobody has to fight for water, food, safety etc. Hence, there’s no struggle for survival which might be a reason and justification why people would start acting more violent according to their basic, primal instincts. But there was absolutely no justification to behave like a cave man! And that’s why in my opinion this incident was cruelty in its pure form. A physically stronger perpetrator forcing his power over a weaker victim for no obvious or justified reason! And that is so hard for me to understand. What were these guys thinking? Do they like to push around someone weaker than them? Are they so insecure with their own sexuality that they have to force two girls to perform a sexual act for them? If they are offended by homosexual behavior why do they provoke it in the first place? Would they have acted the same if they knew that their victims were as strong as them? That they could actually fight back? Did it give them pleasure to cause fear and pain? Did they feel strong? Did they feel powerful? Did they think it was funny? A joke? Did they regret their actions afterwards? Why did they start all of this? Why did they do this? Why? Why? Why? These are questions I just can not find any answers to and that’s why stories like that always break me apart.
They are the reason why I stopped reading the news on a regular basis. Stuff like that always makes me think what I could do about it? What could I do to prevent something like that from happening? And then I get even more desperate and lost because I know I can not fix it. I can not fix it all.

However, every story like this one firms my believe and demonstrates that we are all part of this planet and the society we are living in and that every single one’s behavior matters and has an effect on how this planet and this society looks like. Whatever you do will draw circles and everything you do or say has an effect on the people and the environment around you. It determines whether we can feel safe or threatened, whether we live in peace with each other or in war. And this thought then pushes me to try and be the best person that I can be. To be respectful with the people that surround me, to help them if they are in need, to show them that I care, to understand their side even if their behavior might trigger something in me, to reflect on my own actions and thoughts and to choose my words carefully and not offend anyone on purpose. It is not easy and it takes strength and a lot work because everyone of us has a lot to carry and this life is so complex and difficult for everyone of us. But I guess if we all made an effort to act in the best way possible within our own surroundings this world could be a much better and more secure and peaceful place. And maybe we are already at a point where this transition into a more peaceful society won’t happen without a big crash first. Maybe we need to hit the ground in order to really wake up for once but if this is needed than we should accept it and learn from it so we can turn the wheel around and make this a better place for everyone that comes after us.
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I do not know how to live life the right way
I also do not have a plan where it might lead
In fact
I have not the slightest idea 
what the hell I am doing here
And where I am supposed to go
Sometimes I get so tired
of trying to figure it out
of trying to do everything right
And I just want to bundle up and hide from it all
But I know 
the answers can not be found 
under a blanket
They are out there waiting 
in every corner of the earth
in every stranger’s smile
far outside the comfort zone
So I swallow the fear
and continue to explore and feel 
every tiny fragment of this incredible life
as long as my feet carry me
And after that 
I’ll just get a flying wheelchair 
with jet streams
and glitter
in pink

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Recently a couple of people have been asking me how I am able to afford my travels and how I came to live my current travel lifestyle and somehow this question always triggers me and also makes me very uncomfortable. Honestly, I have no clue how I ended up where I am right now. I did not consciously choose this path it just somehow happened. A couple of years ago I just started to listen to my heart and to follow my gut feeling and to switch off all worries and fearful thoughts and since then things have been unravelling sort of magically. What I am doing now might seem exotic and maybe also crazy to some people but it is my normal reality which I just created for myself. There is not one right way to live life on this beautiful planet there are in fact as many ways as there are people. Everyone has to decide what feels right for them and what he or she wants to do with this time they are given here. I can just advise you that if you believe in it everything is possible and that we sometimes just have to step out of our limited thinking and also out of our comfort zone. It’s not always happy beach and sunshine here. It is also a struggle to be away from friends and family and I sometimes also miss some kind of routine and a permanent home. But that will happen with every decision you make it will never be absolutely perfect and maybe the people around you won’t understand what, how and why you are doing something. But the only important thing is that you are content and happy with your own choices and the life you lead because no one else can do that for you. So, just go follow your heart and create the reality you want to live in and be grateful for everything you already have! I’m off to get a coconut!

Peace out and talk to you soon again ✌

Theresa

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Once upon a time
My heart got broken
And over the years
I tried to press it together again
By putting clay all over it
One layer after the other
To build a protective frame

But one day
My heart had outgrown its dried up shell
And the shield burst into bits and pieces
Laying its protégée bare
But my heart was still damaged
It could not heal
Because all of the fresh air was kept outside

Since then
I am living with my broken heart
Out in the open
Vulnerable
Without protection
And I will let it breathe and heal
On its own terms
And in its own time

So now
I ask you
To be soft with it
To handle it with care
To be patient
Until it is whole again
Until it is strong enough
to beat with yours

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Take me out to dance
Among the stars eye’s glance
Swirl me around
Until we lose the ground
Turn me till we lose our sight
Let’s forget where’s left and right
Let’s unlearn everything we think we know
Until we are carried only by our natural flow
Let’s get lost in universe’s boundless frame
Until we find ourselves in each other again

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I believe love occurs
when people are looking for the same thing
and then find it in each other

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I’ve been in Colombo for three days now and I have to say it hit me like a sledgehammer how hard these first travel days can be. I keep forgetting about that. Everything is new, you do not know your way around. The culture is new and you first have to adapt to it and learn how life works in this environment. Additionally, Colombo is not the cute, little and homey town but rather a big noisy and stressy city. So well here I am wondering once more: What the hell am I actually doing and why?

But there are already these small glimpses , smiles from people on the street, the comfy feeling when you discover a nice, little cafe where you can just sit, relax and tame the circus that is going on in your head. The delicious tastes of food you never had in your life before. So, I’ll try to remember not to get too stressed any more in these first days. To take it slow in the beginning and not try to go, see and do everything all at once. And to take a big breath at first to take in this oh so sweet travelscent!

Talk to you soon again

Theresa

The greatest wealth in life can not be spent
but it will provide you a home
it will keep you warm and protected
it will nourish you with the most exquisit tastes
and it will give you more than money could ever buy

The greatest wealth in life
are alle the beautiful souls around you
those marvelous minds that enrich your life constantly
those diamond spirits that enhance your own glow
those gracious hearts that love you for who you are

The greatest wealth in life
is distributed equally
through all the precious memories
you share with those

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Yesterday outside I saw
this couple leaning against a wall
as she got up on her tiptoes
to reach and kiss his nose
he put his hand around her hips
to lift and kiss her cheek

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As I sat beneath the starlit sky
a group of wandering words rained down
they landed on my head
and crawled beneath my skin for shelter
there they mingled, danced and intertwined
forming strong and meaningful connections
combined in graceful harmony
they then slid down into my hand
to flow out gently
one
by
one
carefully revealing their gracious bond
ready to settle and commit
forever on the white blank page

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We are all so dictated by this thing called

TIME

Minutes, hours, months and years
Govern our lives
But they are all made up
A manmade illusion

Obviously,
The rivers will still run
The air will still flow
The world will still turn
The sun will still rise
Long after all our clocks stopped ticking

©mywritingtherapy

The sound of warm summer rain in my ear
Washes away transient thoughts
And leaves my mind fresh and clear

©mywritingtherapy

I usually do not know
where the words will take me
They just show up
At any place or time
they take my hand
and invite me to come with them

While I throw breadcrumbs on the way
they guide me to the depths of my mind
To places I haven’t been before
where they teach me everything I need to know

But only when I go back
when I retrace the steps
While I pick up breadcrumb after breadcrumb
I start to gather the meaning
to uncover the truth
Of what has been there
all along

©mywritingtherapy