*July

{Music: Lichen – Apex Twin}

July has been modest. Since ongoing seizures after the poisoning and my overall health situation, my moving radius is very limited once again. Only yesterday I managed to walk up the little hill behind our home for the first time to have some time in the oak forest. I wished everything was easier. Another summer that seems to run through my fingers like sand. But I was able to pick my first dahlia flowers and watch a chain of endlessly passing clouds from behind our bedroom window.

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*the wind dries the tears

What, if you are the light at the end of the tunnel?

Rain takes care of the garden

and the wind dries the tears.

I don't know where this pain started, nor if it ever ends.

There is no explanation I owe you.

Still, I find myself tangled up in words.

Pause in this uncertainty of life.

Hold a flower tight to your heart

and let it loose again –

like everything else.

{C.V.}

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*heart-shaped petal

Suffering is the privilege

of those who feel.

 {Clarice Lispector}

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*Healing amid roses, berries & carrot flowers

{Music: Truth is – Oak Studios + Angels – Oak Studios + Gurum Ram Das – Alexia Chellun}

Due to the circumstances it was a slow and rather difficult month. I felt like a bird with broken wings. Nevertheless I was surrounded by a well meaning world full of beauty and calm joys. June is full of red spots: Poppies, berries, cherries and red cheeks from the sun. Every little flower is a hideaway and the smell of Josefine's roses so pleasant and healing. Tears have been shed and air-build castles have bursted,  but it goes on anyway.

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