Nurture

I was recently asked by a stranger on Instagram, how long it took me to trust my intuition. At first I had no idea what to answer. After having thought about it for a while I finally answered, this: Well that’s a good question. I have spend the majority of my life trying to fit in and be just like everyone else, which meant that I was mainly following my ego. But now I am trying to find the strength in being myself and I have discovered, that the best way to be me, is to follow and trust my intuition. Yet it’s an ongoing process. Continue reading “Nurture”

Embrace the unknown

Please put this on, he said smiling. And these, he handed me some goggles. And these too. He smiled at me, as he gave me a pair of gloves. Gloves? Yes it can be rather cold up there, you’ll see. We all got in the tiny little plane. 3 first-timers and 3 instructors. As I sat inside, what seemed to be the smallest plane in the world, so small it was not possible to sit upright, I didn’t know what to expect. Would I be able to remember, what the instructor had told me? And then, just as the engine was turned on, a man came running towards the plane. Nope, sorry guys you can’t go now as the wind has changed. We will have to reschedule for first thing in the morning – weather permitting! Continue reading “Embrace the unknown”

Inside the heart

I didn’t write anything on my blog on Friday. I needed some time to think. Time to reflect. Time to try to understand, what had happened. Anger. Despair. Sad. Embarrassed. Let down. Frustrated. Disappointed. Deceived. Pain. Alone. I was feeling everything at the same time. Not knowing how to bounce back from all those emotions, I thought it better to be silent. And to say it like it is, I really just wanted to quit this whole intuition-thing and be done with it. And my blog. Today I still don’t have the answer on how to bounce back, but nevertheless I have decided not to be silent (at least for today). Life’s too short. Continue reading “Inside the heart”

You have to start somewhere

But it’s a cookbook? How is that going to work? Now you’re really confusing me. I opened the book. How is this recipe ever going to help me? I am this close to quitting, and now you want me to look at a cookbook? I closed the book in despair. I couldn’t help wandering, if I was really loosing it this time (or just really hungry). Look again, the intuition said. Reluctantly I opened it again on page 58, as guided. It’s part of “Starters and light meals”, so? Please look again. “A modern version of beans on toast” – really? Continue reading “You have to start somewhere”

The eye of the beholder

Can you please tell me, if there’s anything else I need to include in her story, before I send it to her? I went for a walk. Nervous and restless. I felt like so much was at stake. What if she didn’t like the way, I had written her story? What if she couldn’t relate to it? Couldn’t recognise herself in the words? Not see her heart, her soul in the story? I felt like, the story was not finished, but couldn’t quite put my finger on why. I left the computer behind and went for a walk, knowing that I would find my answer outside. In nature. I don’t even have to be told any more. I just know. Continue reading “The eye of the beholder”