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Here is my secret.
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Here is my secret.

A dream that is not understood is a mere occurrence; understood it becomes a living experience. Carl Jung

I walked on the beach this morning.

Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others.

~ But which voice are you listening to?

When we are listened to, it creates us, makes us unfold and expand.

May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.

Grief is not just an emotion – it’s an unraveling, a space where something once lived but is now gone.

I love words.

There are many mornings when I wake up before dawn.