Where is the journey heading?

I imagine when we are born it is like getting on a roller coaster. Exciting, uncertain and maybe even dangerous! Definitely a decent thrill. Although shortly before birth we heard the emotional safety latches snapping in, assuring us that nothing could happen to us in this existence, we panic. We try to use our newly acquired senses to find confirmation that this world we were born into is a magical, safe and essentially good place. And we don't find them. Ouch. At least not right away. It's as if at the beginning of this wild ride someone secretly held this lightning thing from Men in Black in front of our noses and BANG, everything was forgotten. Who am I again And who should I have been Our mind takes control, because apparently there are things to be arranged. After all, this is about something, even if no one knows what! Ouch. The first turn into the never-ending dead end. Let's just call her Struggle (I think the word sounds like what it embodies).).

Struggle becomes the norm. I Struggle, You Struggle, Neighbor Struggle... and Struggle on TV! Seen from a bird's eye view, fascinating.

To check how much we really want. How great is our will to grow and to love. How could one check that? An obstacle course seems a plausible approach to me.

A little macabre, you might think... All the suffering, fear and destruction. But what if soon the greatest love springs from the greatest suffering What if the hardest destiny sings the most beautiful songs What if it takes exactly what is happening right now I'm a friend of meaning, because meaning makes me feel not lost to be.in.

Meaning only happens inside. In your understanding of life. You won't find meaning out there. Sinn is your greatest adversary until he becomes your most important ally.

And most importantly: no sense, no NONSENSE. Because that's still the most fun for me. I wish you blessings in all your ways.

With love, your Mischa