Behind me I hear three young women. They are laughing, and I can hear that they do not feel joy. It is a mocking laugh, a superior laugh. A laugh of three young women who feel strong. Their pitch of voice is low, not like giggling girls, but more like us…
” If you can feel it, you can change it.” Experiences, sensations, feelings, ways of thinking, convictions, beliefs…in every human being they are unique and individually embodied. Scientists like the neuroscientist Damasio speak here of “somatic markers”. Thus, “body intelligence” represents a valuable storehouse of knowledge and competence, including that…
For more than three decades, I have regularly chosen a challenge for two to five years at a time as a framework for my intention to explore a new way and a different way of being. I have also explored deeply held beliefs. Often this became the starting point to…
I thank all those who broke my heart. Because through them my shell was cracked. I thank all those who hurt me through their words. For through them I recognized my wounds. I thank all those who left me alone. For through them I was forced to get in touch…
I have turned 54. I have walked many paths in my life. Dived deep into the dark night of the soul and sought the way through. In German, the word “Suche” and “Sucht” have the same root. I searched and searched a lot. Hardly anything that I have not explored.…
Much of our inner wounding occurs before we learn language and cannot be healed by questioning and reorganizing thought patterns. In other words, we cannot think our way out of trauma. Here we are in the realm of developmental trauma. When our ability to process unbearable terror, panic, shame and…
Is there a phrase you often say to yourself? Something like – Oh, I’m so stupid! Or maybe “If I were thinner”, criticizing your body, this beautiful animal that carries you through life? Or something like “I’m really too this, I’m too that”? Would you allow anybody else to speak…
I thank all those who broke my heart. Because through them my shell was cracked. I thank all those who hurt me through their words. For through them I recognized my wounds. I thank all those who left me alone. For through them I was forced to get in touch…