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My six-year-old self

Have you ever done ballet poses – for instance a grand plié – while waiting at the post office? Or galloped in the streets? In her What I Call Live Show Miranda Hart suggested to give in to your six-year-old … Continue reading

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Long lasting

Twenty years ago, while studying at the art academy, I was wearing lime green nail polish and someone said it looked ‘disgusting.’ The assistant teacher and I got along really well and we laughed about her remark. At the same … Continue reading

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Life starts at 3.30

That is 3.30 in the afternoon, and if I am lucky it starts even at three o’clock. But it also happened that the day didn’t start before six. And since we usually eat around seven – with me being in … Continue reading

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The beauty of rain

I never thought it useful to complain about the weather. And, according to mindfulness, I am right and it doesn’t. For the last two years I have been practicing mindfulness and it has been very helpful. Don’t get me wrong: … Continue reading

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Look who’s talking

‘Can you see how this painting is only about dark colors? The absence of outspoken colors emphasizes the intimacy of this art work. These browns and reds suggest a warm and cozy atmosphere.’ This is not me talking in front … Continue reading

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The good, the fat and the ugly

I don’t like being told what to do. Or how to behave or how to look, but that is just the way it is in this world for everyone. We are told and tell others that a skirt is too … Continue reading

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Embracing my embarrassment

‘Well, thank you very much,’ a dear friend let me know sarcastically. After I mentioned the actor Robson Green, she spent a whole weekend watching a complete season of Grantchester. Of course, the poor thing couldn’t help herself. But I … Continue reading

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