- The first day of September alone at home. Walking through the garden, collecting material for a big flower bouquet with elderflower, sunflowers, cosmea. Feeding the cats. The beautiful light on the fields, the moon still visible in the sky. Branches heavy with ripe plums and apples. Greeting the cats. Feeling motivated to cook and bake. Writing in my journal. Making collages. Virgo season always brings me back to life.
- Blue. It's coming. It's showing up everywhere. Someone putting down Joni Mitchell's vinyl Blue right in front of me. A cryptic postcard with blue jay feathers. Turns out it's from the woman offering meditation sessions at Praxiskollektiv, who's also working as a medium. The blue collage I made intuitively (which is basically the bridge between the tarot cards The Tower and The Fool).
- Showing up for Yin Yoga one night. No one was there except for the teacher. We started talking and at one point he asked me to get a pillow and sit down together. I received a private lesson. On feminine and masculine energy, my Guardian Angel (apparently there's a well-known concept in Western Esoteric tradition: "gaining the knowledge and conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel" which you might also call your own Higher Self). On my very own ritual to tear down my wall, my tower. Take down the stones one by one. I've been collecting smooth stones for weeks now and I didn't know why. So we came up with this: each time I ask someone for forgiveness, say I'm sorry and mean it, each time I open my heart and it costs me, I'll write it on the stone in water-soluble ink and carry the stone down to the river. It'll be washed clean. Humility.
- A neon green and black striped Swallowtail caterpillar munching on my fennel.
- Toasted bread with cream cheese, figs and fresh rosemary.
- Reinhard's guacamole and nacho chips, fruity black rice salad and the rice noodle dish he made for his birthday.
- A playful physio session at the gym with Dan. Backstreet Boys vs. Spice Girls. Flipping a coin. Smelling my painting, getting excited about the pigments in my car booth. Sitting down for a cappuccino afterwards, talking about edging and art. Trying to decode his conversation in Italian with the owners of the café.
- A swim with Yvonne on what might very well be the last warm day this summer. Walking to my car with a warm, Mediterranean breeze in my face. Taking photos of the fuzzy grass against the sunlight. Dinner with a friend. Walnut ice-cream. Hitting at least seven pairs of glowing eyes in the dark with my car's headlights on my way home. The neighbours' cats up the hill had kittens!
- Existential Kink. I just started reading the book after Christiane Bad mentioned it at Sanctum and I already know it's gonna be good.
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