Benitatxell (España)
The pendulum swings far in both directions. Sometimes I am flooded with the greatest happiness and then crushed by deep depression. The center is a place I rarely find.
I start most days with a meditation. During this time, I am completely with myself and time itself disappears. Time is precious, I tell myself, attention far more so.
A tells me that it is cold in Berlin and it has even snowed. Here, the temperatures don't drop below 10 degrees and the sun usually shines during the day. I'm grateful to be here and not have to be there. I don't know if and how I could bear it.
I wouldn't do it again. I won't do it anymore.
It's chilly in the house, which tempts me to turn on the little electric heater I've positioned under the table so that it warms my legs and so little of the heat escapes upwards. I need warmth.
When I go out onto the terrace or to the viewing platform, I let the warm sun warm me and lose all thought in the view of the sea, which is calm and so wide that it merges with the horizon.
I want to be in this beautiful and positive mood for as long and as intensely as possible. Because when the darkness overcomes me, there's nothing left of all this. My time here is too valuable for that. My life as a whole is too precious for that.
Originally written in German. Translated with DeepL.com (free version)
The pendulum swings far in both directions. Sometimes I am flooded with the greatest happiness and then crushed by deep depression. The center is a place I rarely find.
I start most days with a meditation. During this time, I am completely with myself and time itself disappears. Time is precious, I tell myself, attention far more so.
A tells me that it is cold in Berlin and it has even snowed. Here, the temperatures don't drop below 10 degrees and the sun usually shines during the day. I'm grateful to be here and not have to be there. I don't know if and how I could bear it.
I wouldn't do it again. I won't do it anymore.
It's chilly in the house, which tempts me to turn on the little electric heater I've positioned under the table so that it warms my legs and so little of the heat escapes upwards. I need warmth.
When I go out onto the terrace or to the viewing platform, I let the warm sun warm me and lose all thought in the view of the sea, which is calm and so wide that it merges with the horizon.
I want to be in this beautiful and positive mood for as long and as intensely as possible. Because when the darkness overcomes me, there's nothing left of all this. My time here is too valuable for that. My life as a whole is too precious for that.
Originally written in German. Translated with DeepL.com (free version)