Ethics of Control vs. Ethics of Growth
Ethics in practice has long been mainly seen as a tool for control — a way to regulate behavior, enforce order, and prevent chaos. But what if ethics isn’t meant to control? What if, instead of enforcing morality, it would primarily invite growth? <Ethics is the art of guiding Compassion with minimal constraint.> This means Read the full article…
YogaZen How-to
YogaZen exercises revolve around spontaneity. Still, practicing them with full dedication is essential. Does this look like a paradox? In that case, each exercise becomes a practice within the paradox itself. This paradox is not a contradiction but a gateway to deeper self-awareness, where discipline and spontaneity merge into a single flow. [For an introduction Read the full article…
The Leaf That Didn’t Fall
It’s the middle of winter.You walk past a tree. Its branches are stripped bare by wind and frost — all except one.One small leaf still clings to a twig near the top ― brown, curled, silent.It doesn’t seem stubborn. It just is. Not letting go — yet There’s something quietly moving about that leaf. Everything Read the full article…
Time Does Not Pass Here
You’re listening to a piece of music.It’s not loud. Not especially grand. But at some point, you notice that everything else has fallen away — your plans, the time of day, even your name a little bit.You are not ‘using time.’ You’re not ‘in a moment.’You are the moment.And the strange thing is… it’s not Read the full article…
The Meaning of One Step
You get up to fetch a glass of water.Just a few steps to the kitchen. Barely enough to think about. You’re already planning something else in your mind, halfway through tomorrow.But the step still happens.Your foot touches the floor. Your weight shifts. For a brief second, the body moves in a way that has taken Read the full article…
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…