It is soo good to realize, how my heart, feelings and thoughts are affected by this “reality-message” from human fellows who are living in quite different circumsatances I would never like to be in. Thanks for sharing and doing all this human work with Prisoners. I deeply respect and how to this people, who have decided to live so deeple reflexive and being so present. Thanks for giving this example from a part of live and society, which is true. Praying for all of us, who are involved to stand upright and walk each’s TRUTH. Blessings for all. A deep BOW from me.

…. my monkey mind and procrastinated but needed actions, which are overdue. WHY? For keeping me occupied and have the feeling of “I have to do a lot….”. WHY? afraid of boring moments and not knowing what to do. WHY? Life, if it is simple and easy, ther is no struggle (I am used to struggle more than living a fulfilled life = behavioral pattern regarding life) WHY? I learned it in my family in earlier years. WHY? I learned the value of “struggle” for something is a high value: If you havent struggled for/ suffered about it is not worthwhile to go for it. Oh my godness, what a spiral of destruction and keeping me away from joy, gladness, happiness, love and being joyfully productive, while manifesting mySELF as a creation of lifes mystery.

Dear Kristi, thanks so much for your story by which you lead to the essence of loving myself and others. Not very new. A n d how you composed it and lead into it as a Part of Journey is wonderful and I am loving it so much. Easily I can use this as a part of my (new) Affirmation and applying the “just enough exercise” as a way how-to.
In particular I like that part, when you describe these exiled parts also as parts which are carrying potential and not conditions (first you have to heal fully and then….) for expanding my “Being”/skills…… for relating differently to mySELF and to the OTHER.
Love it. Much thanks to you and your skill to write so invitationally, intentionally and evokative.

Dear gratefulnessteam, thanks so much for these e-courses and in particular to keep it on such small amounts, including the offer, if payed more, it will go suport others to attend…..
this is a great intend and more than a worthwhile underlying “Businessmodell”. Keep going.
An additional thought: it would be helpful and supporting the idea of supporting, if – from time to time – you could visualize the Balance – or imbalance – of how it “pays” and “supports” whats needed or requested for.
Thanks for listening

.Thanks dear Laura for your meaningful and beautifully described rememberance of your marvellous relationsship with your father. Your description touched me and made me cry.
The image how you struggled to climb the high stool by yourself, rearranging your sitting on top, bumbling with your legs (not reaching the ground yet) opening your small arms to receive the “junior book of verse” offered by your father, waiting til he started with his chorge, reassuring yourself that from now onwards you are contributing to the pleasance of his difficult job….. and finally receiving the acknowledgement – without you I couldn’t have done the work – is such a brilliant order of sequences, how self-assurance to transcend any boundaries is created by a deep loving and life affirming relationship between kids and their parents. What a gift and pleasure. Thanks deeply for this moments and images.

Dear little HEART
due to your description I became aware, that this “little heart” is really the heart of the beat, the breath, the pulse, ….. everything and I bow infront of my heart which I never did before, and accept that it is the highest precious good within my body. You made me aware that my desire to cuddle and hold my heart is relevant to my feeling of being alive, can breath and holding my entire organiszm to be in the world. What a precious heart do I have and maintain within my body.
What a gift.

The cry of the cicada
Gives us no sign
That presently it will die.
Basho

Drawn to this Haiku because the music of the cicada has become so alive back again – due to this Haiku – while I spent 2,5 years in Africa/Kenya in the early seventies. The music of the cicades in particular in the evening/night times has become the my music of remembering back home.
In this Haiku I notice the meaning of HOME as a yearning within mySELF.
Reading this Haiku I experience the my bodymind, which stored this music over 40 years and helps me to remember it. Its a rememberance of meaning. that even the signs/sound I am creating nowadays, doesn’t mean, to die; neither mySelf nor others. Because the sound is so unique, expresses the purpose of itself…. will not die. It’s a reminder of my call.