A poem from the 31st July 2020
I am Christine. I am a white woman. I am German.
And I am not these things.
I am human. I have five bodies. I move. I think. I feel. I sense. I have a purpose.
This is it.
Nothing more and nothing less.
It is 2020 and it could be that simple.
Fear everywhere.
I am sad, because I feel mother earth in turmoil, out of breath, suffering from our irresponsible ways, longing for flow again.
Rigidness, being overruled, being ignored, being invalidated. Fighting.Fleeing.
We all tried that now.
I am angry, because it doesn’t look to me if it is enough.
Stop it. Pause. Feel. Now what?
So why hurting our biggest grounding court?
Aren’t we all tired from that game or is it just me?
I feel sad, because there is nothing I can say anymore.
I feel sad, because humans seem so busy to cut their origin away, to pull out their own roots…so busy in not accepting!
I feel sad, cause the game that is currently happening just creates more separation, illusion, arrogance, confusion and hostility for me and in me.
I struggle with these predatory energies. They got excess to my bones, through my ancestors to me.
I need grounding. I need touch and communication through feelings.
And I am dedicated to fully incarnate into my body here on this planet.
I am here for clarity, love, compassion, dedication, empathy, connection…
And I will fail sometimes and sometimes I will experience winning just happening. No zero-sum-games.
And It will be painful. I will struggle and go through shit. It will be dark and brown and smelly and come in all kinds of shapes.
I will die many times and be reborn again.
That is how it works.
Let your fear be empowering for you and finding new possibilities instead of fighting against life or death.
You have this life here and now.
If the universe sends you a curve ball. Catch it.
It might be a golden one.
And tell me:
What is your why on this planet?
