Time is relative. Very. In an accident seconds pass by like in slow motion, the minutes you wait for the ambulance to arrive extend to eternity. You see people with green trees on their cars and you think; is it already Christmas again? On your 30, 40, 50, 60th birthday you wonder how did all this years fly by? Sounds familiar?
A look at my Sinn watch shows me time is ticking away, one second after another, precise, unimpressed by my worries not to have enough time. It’s just ticking, tick, tick, tick. Is it real? Do you know the days, when you fight against windmills, nothing seems to move on or works properly. Other days everything is in the flow; you, life, time – all fine. What’s the difference?
Maybe it’s like rafting on the river of life. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast. Wild and weird – peaceful and clear. When our course in life needs a correction, we are lucky to have friends which help us to paddle back on our track. Stones might show us the way, water flows like tides of time – a.way.
All the world is changing. Life is, to traverse a particular time, a certain space, and with a little luck, to leave a few traces behind.
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Ready to travel to Paris? Let’s do a refreshing 300 seconds journey for your brain. Your eyes will be the guide, rest about 5 seconds on each of the 60 stations.
Bonjour, welcome to your hotel! Flowers follow us to the magic fountain, and the green guy shows us the way to the Paris Wall Newspaper next to the wonderful restaurant Le Petit Chatelet. The next day we explore the Tour Eiffel and wonder about the E.T. antenna on the top of the sommet. Looking down, we suddenly discover city patterns, the Arc de triomphe, churches and the relative size of humans. We are brave and walk down inside the Tour Eiffel, step by step. In the Notre Dame, a special atmosphere touches the soul and traveling with the Metropolitan subway makes us think about the underworld. Inverse pyramids reveal the secret of life and show nature’s color code right in front of our feet. It feels like standing besides Lady Victory, Louvre here we come! The perspective, our viewpoint – it changes as we move. Three ducks relax surrounded by mystic gates and George V takes us to the Champs-Elysees.
Moulin Rouge, Rue Lepic, le Cafe des 2 Moulins – magical. From the Mont Martre to Sacre Coer, the view over Paris is simply stunning. Finally we are sailing in the Parc de Luxembourg, tropical, mystical, spiritual. Arago, let’s go!
to the set with all 60 pictures of Paris
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Is there a secret to get 92 years old? The ingredients of the secret recipe, which I have learned from a lovely lady in my family are: Eat what is good for your body, make some sports daily, train your mental fitness and, for the dark moments in life, pull out THE hook.
So what’s the hook? More than 50 years ago, she did a journey by train. Happily arrived at the railway station, she noticed a friendly but drunken guy repeating the same sentence over and over again. A short prayer went to heaven; Please Lord, don’t let this chap sit in my train!
Maybe you experienced already in your own life, prayers sometimes come back in a reversed way. So yes, the mantra man was in her train and in the same compartment. Hours later the refraining sentence was burned into her brain. Call it fate or coincidence, today she says; This man might not even know how much he helped me with what he said. Often in my life it kept me going on. And he only said: Somehow……… it will go on!
I am very lucky that I could record her recently(thanks iPhone!). She emphasizes that the break after the first word is very important. Thank you, Elisabeth!
(The recording is in German.)
Hook of life
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How’s the weather where you are? May I invite you and your brain to a refreshing 300 seconds journey? Let your eyes be the guide and take a 5 seconds rest on each of those 60 stations. From the bar to the beach back to the lounge, please wash your feet. Our view glides over to ocean and we hear the rolling waves. Nemo is more than a fish, Shiva knows this – make a wish. Holy lake, nature, the painter, the architect of life, modeled monkeys, 007, turtles and temples. Shining colors, birds in the trees, hunt for the sunset or Horniman’s teas. Delicious perfumes, joy at the beach, a cosy place, everybody needs. Happy Divali! to all at the pool or under the Buddha tree, in nature’s lounge lights and stars twinkle for free. Sail with me at full speed, bananas and beer, what else do we need? A last look at the gentleman with the hat, we did land again, Roger that – check!
to the set of all 60 pictures I took at Mauritius/ Maurice
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