Magic Kitchens, Conditions and Unconditions

I read yet another book recently, called The Mastery of Love by Don Miguel Ruiz. I read his other books, too. I like him, very inspiring. In this book he is delving into Love, in all forms. Love among humans. Love between men and women and most importantly, love for yourself. He says, simply put, … Continue reading Magic Kitchens, Conditions and Unconditions

A Good Decade

I have been following Leo Babauta´s blog for a while now, it is called Zen Habits. He writes about spirituality and personal growth mostly. It is being a great friend to me. His last blog is about his reflections on his personal past decade, as well as his insights and learnings from it, which inspired … Continue reading A Good Decade

The New Life – Sun and Clouds over Barcelona

It was a lovely Friday. All sunny and happy as every day has been in Barcelona. The day before the Sitges Tango Festival had started. It is an old famous festival known for its relaxed and friendly atmosphere, utmost Mediterranean. I had wanted to go there for many years but there had always been something that hindered. … Continue reading The New Life – Sun and Clouds over Barcelona

The New Life – Days in Barcelona II

This is now my third week in Barcelona. Time is going with the wind. Everything still feels right and in place. I am getting up in the morning without worrying about the weather. Without the feeling of missing out on something by staying at home. It is a relief. I am taking each day as … Continue reading The New Life – Days in Barcelona II

The New Life – Before Barcelona

What happened that I came to Barcelona? As exciting as it sounds, I really didn't decide it overnight. It has been a long process of thinking, checking with myself and calculating whether and what is doable. My life in Munich was what many would consider perfect. I had a well-paid job, a nice apartment in a … Continue reading The New Life – Before Barcelona

The New Life – Days in Barcelona I

This is the name of a book by Orhan Pamuk, one of my favorite authors. The New Life. I never thought one day I would refer to my own life as such. My new life is very new. It is only one week old and it was born in Barcelona. Like any other newborn it is … Continue reading The New Life – Days in Barcelona I

My Father’s Turkey

My father always used to tell me how Turkey and Istanbul once was. His Turkey, his Istanbul. I loved to listen to his memories as if they were tales. My father used to tell me Istanbul was a place full of public beaches. Families and singles would hop on a tram, go to the next public beach … Continue reading My Father’s Turkey