Dying a Little Every Day

You finish a conversation and feel something has shifted.Maybe just slightly. Something said. Something not said. You hang up the phone or walk away, and for a moment, you’re quiet. Not sad, not happy. Just… touched.You don’t know it yet, but something in you has just let go.A tiny death. The endings that don’t announce Read the full article…

Mental Growth as a Challenge

People often say they want to grow, yet at the same time, they resist it. The paradox is everywhere: the longing for transformation clashes with the comfort of stability. It’s like pressing the gas and brake at the same time — creating stress, anxiety, and frustration. But what if mental growth isn’t something to fight Read the full article…

My Hands Remember More Than I Do

You reach for the teacup without thinking.The same hand that once buttoned your child’s coat. The same fingers that learned to tie knots, to write letters, to touch a face with care. You didn’t plan the movement. It was already there, waiting. You just followed it.And in that small act, something becomes clear:Your hands remember. Read the full article…

The Days I Thought Were Ordinary

There was an afternoon I barely noticed.I had just returned from the grocery store. I remember putting the bread on the counter, glancing out the window, and watching a leaf fall without much thought. Someone I loved said something from the next room. I don’t remember what. But now, years later, that moment lives in Read the full article…

I No Longer Rush to Answer

Someone asked a question.It wasn’t difficult, and it wasn’t new. I had an answer – perhaps even a good one – on the tip of my tongue. But I didn’t speak. I waited.Not because I was unsure but because I no longer feel the need to be first in line to respond. The rhythm of Read the full article…

We Were Quiet at the Same Time

The conversation had run its course.There was nothing more to say — not because the topic was closed, but because it had settled. You both looked out the window. No phones, no fidgeting. Just stillness. And in that shared stillness, something more than words passed between you.You didn’t plan it. You didn’t try to make Read the full article…

The Way Your Absence Stays

The chair is still there.You walk past it without thinking — then pause. The light falls differently now. You notice the shape it holds, the slight sag in the cushion where someone used to sit. You didn’t realize it could still feel warm.And yet it does. Presence turned inside out Some absences are loud. They Read the full article…

You Touched Me Without Knowing

It was nothing, really.You were walking through the station. Late afternoon, the low hum of announcements in the background. Someone passed you on the left — you never saw that person’s face. But for a reason you couldn’t explain, something in you softened. You exhaled more deeply. The world shifted just a little. And then Read the full article…

I Found You Where I Wasn’t Looking

It was a Thursday.The kind of day you don’t remember later. You were at the supermarket, tired, picking the wrong kind of apples. Someone next to you laughed — not at you, but at something entirely their own. You looked up. There was no reason to remember this, and yet… you do.Sometimes, you find something Read the full article…

Lisa and the Future of Work

This is mainly about the future of Compassion in business. Lisa is here to support any development in this direction — through her analysis, her coaching, and especially the synthesis of both. There is an immense amount of work to be done. To better understand the spirit of this blog, I warmly recommend reading (or Read the full article…

The Way You Held the Sky

You were looking up.Just for a moment — not long. Your eyes followed the clouds, slowly drifting in and out of form. You didn’t seem to be thinking about anything in particular. You were simply there, under the sky, as if meeting it.There was a kind of stillness around you that I didn’t want to Read the full article…

A Whisper Between Two Heartbeats

You’re walking beside someone.Not saying much. Maybe you’ve said all that needed to be said, or maybe words never arrived. A gentle silence rests between you — not cold, not heavy. Just there.You glance at someone. The other person doesn’t look back, but knows.And somehow, so do you. The in-between Love is often mistaken for Read the full article…

How to Resist Manipulation

In a world where information is everywhere, manipulation has become more sophisticated than ever. You don’t need to be directly persuaded — your thoughts, emotions, and even your decisions can be subtly nudged in ways you barely notice. The real danger is that most people don’t even realize when it’s happening. This blog is about Read the full article…

You Were Always Already Here

The door closes behind you.You take off your shoes, place your keys in the bowl, maybe sigh — not out of tiredness, but something softer. The room is still. Nothing in particular has changed. And yet you feel it.You’ve come home. Not a journey, but a return There are moments in life that feel like Read the full article…

“One Day, People Will be Ready”

“One day, people will be ready.” It sounds reassuring. A comforting phrase, a gentle promise that things will work out in the end. That humanity will wake up in time. That we’ll reach the necessary wisdom before it’s too late. But is that true? Or is it just another way of avoiding responsibility? Waiting for Read the full article…

The Dark Side of Democracy

Democracy, in its ideal form, is a system where people govern themselves, where freedom and fairness reign, and where society progresses through collective wisdom. But just as the moon has a dark side, so does democracy. The danger lies in an inner dissociation within individuals and society itself. Much like a living organism, democracy needs Read the full article…

A Cup of Tea and the Universe

You pour the tea.A little steam rises. The cup warms your hands. The room is quiet, or maybe not — but you’re not really listening to the outside. Your attention is gently inward, softly resting on the small swirl of liquid, the way it seems to calm as it settles.You might have done this a Read the full article…

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