My Spiritual Ego - Morning pages einer Erwachenden

  She’s holding my face, kissing my cheeks, hugging me, smiling, laughing. Do you wanna sit? Join? Breakfast. Oh finally I get to meet you. I’m so happy. My Mom in her highest spirit. She’s hugging my favorite import from India, my heart, my flat mate, my friend. Berlin-India. Three days have passed since we last saw each other. Only three. Being back home, having her around frequently as if I never left. Beautiful. Her energy so bright. More kisses, more smiling. She seems more excited than when I arrived nearly three months ago. My heart filled with warmth in my weak physical state, six days hungry, my body putting yet another challenge by squeezing the monthly cleansing into the same time frame. My home. I’m asking her to put a few things together for me, she will bring them later after we will have returned from the whole sale Indian shopping with my flatty.  Roaming through the tightly packed shelves  stacked up with all the exotic spices, lentils, beans, grains, ve...

  Hello, sweet grief I know you'll be the death of me Feel like the morning after ecstasy I am drowning in an endless sea Hello, old friend Here's the misery that knows no end So I'm doing everything I can To make sure I never love again I wish that I did not know Where all broken lovers go I wish that my heart was made of stone Yeah, if I was bulletproof I'd love you black and blue If I was solid like a jewel If I had a diamond heart, oh-oh I'd give you all my love, if I was unbreakable If I had a diamond heart, oh-oh You could shoot me with a gun of gold, if I was unbreakable You took a shot, it took you down But not a single drop of blood fell It hit you hard, it took you out And left you bleeding in a dry spell What were you thinking? Why did you let go? I was still holding you What were you thinking? Why didn't I know When I was right there with you? And there it was. A reminder. It was time again. After quite some time in peace, happiness and process. AK. ...