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”

BOXED I(I)N

I don’t want this in my department. This is not how we do things around here. They looked down. I don’t know what its been like were you have worked previously, but I am telling you this now, this is not how I want it. A man walked by with his trolley. If there’s anything, that you find is not right or is missing, then you have to tell me straight away. As I told you, I don’t want this in my department. They nodded.Well, I’m glad we had this conversation, so you in the future can come and tell me, right? Continue reading “BOXED I(I)N”