Before there was a carving on the wooden pillars there was cheese on the plate.

Six times she had asked the question, twice they had answered incorrectly, once got close and the rest were sheer humor.

So she set to work and found the answer in the afternoon of a sunny day.

No preconceptions – that was the trick.
And…we might add…the courage to be right or wrong with the aim to be right!

Fine afternoons are made of this.

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They sprinkled inspiration across the world like a chef might coat a baked onion with poppy seeds.

When learning, when listening, when tasting, certain receptors are active in the brain.

We aim to activate and nourish so that living longer is the same as living better.

Music playing louder?

No salt, because what you eat has flavor?

Those fabulous lessons and the sound of sounds.

A fanfare for life on the planet my boys and girls.

Leave the alligator for later.

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New paint and new shapes on old principles.

The party had hardly started. A few tall people leaned idly against the white walls, drinking schnapps and coke.

A car, big and red, drew up with a gurgle from its massive engine, two people got out. Perhaps men, perhaps women, one could not see so clearly in the purple mist.

Music of a sort never heard before emanated from enormous chimney-like loudspeakers made of titanium for “the highest value sound, the sound of success and health”.

A crystal glass bowl contained a continually replenished supply of cilantro-flavored ice cream.

The book has yet to be published and we are not waiting for it, the film will come first.

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You never have to wait.

Where before, time multiplied like an hour in a duplication machine, now magic things happen.

You may be late, but no, not really.

There is so much to see, people to meet, ideas to hatch, things to observe, while they slowly move, even slower – in slow motion, to the counter to help you.

And if it was t h a t important to be there on time, such a meeting, that flight, you should leave so early that being late would be as rare as finding that needle, in that haystack.

And then you just observe, amuse yourself and learn while the time reaches maturity and the moment you aimed for.

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One, two three….as easy as….

Counting the soothing oneness with now.

Are we going to get in on the Mindfulness gravy-train?

Absolutely!

Why?

Because we like gravy and we like being here now, present, aware, conscious, experiencing this around us, listening to you, sensing everything, communicating without words (oh woe is me!), blowing kisses, walking with every muscle, waving our hands like tree branches in the wind, and so much more.

Say no more!

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