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Do you remember how you imagined your life as a child or teenager? Have our expectations been fulfilled? Are we living a supposedly good life?
Am I living a good Life? Or is your life better than mine?

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Do you remember how you imagined your life as a child or teenager? Have our expectations been fulfilled? Are we living a supposedly good life?
Am I living a good Life? Or is your life better than mine?
… I am always on Israel’s side. I have to be, that’s how all Europeans of my generation were brought up. Especially girls like me, who are from Austria or…

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We often structure everything so much that we forget life can’t be drawn on a drawing board or planned in advance. Unforeseen things happen. The most beautiful moments of happiness and also the greatest low blows lurk everywhere -professionally as well as privately.

During my childhood, it became clear to me that I perceived things differently than other kids my age. I became sad very quickly and took the suffering of other people very much to heart. When we watched a sad movie, I burst into tears and was heartbroken. This earned me the reputation of being very “touchy” and or overly sensitive. I took criticism and devaluations very seriously and felt very vulnerable.

The high prices are here to stay -worldwide! A 30% inflation in Europe, 20% inflation in the United States, and higher inflation rates around the globe. Companies have adjusted their fees and costs at our expense. Higher import and export costs and higher wages gave them less profit and that’s something the CEOs and most business owners don’t like at all.

According to our dog Vader, fireflies must be extra yummy, but getting them is tricky business. You can only hunt them in the evening and then they force a dog to stand still in the grass and wait for them until they give away directions with their light.

Last night my thoughts were with the five men who were missing, stuck in a vessel on the ocean ground for days, we assumed. Their time was running out -or perhaps already had already run out. It was a search and rescue mission.

I haven’t answered friends’ emails in a couple of days. My friends are scattered all over the globe, and many of them sent me a note more or less saying the same “Finally, America is coming to its senses.” Their reactions and their messages to me are a form of celebration for the United States, for the country we all remember so well.

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An old Zen proverb says, ‘Meditate for 20 minutes a day, unless you don’t have time for it, then meditate for an hour.‘

When middle-class dreams shatter,
rarely do the jagged shards fall upward,
which would require muscle, pulleys, power,
a secret conveyor belt pointed toward hidden privilege.
Rather, the broken pieces almost always rain downward,