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. .. . . . About.
Life has never been ordinary to me. . I have a love affair with life itself. .
I am fascinated by both the depth and simplicity of being alive. . Silence. A bird singing. A shared meal. A loving touch. Laughter. . Nature, dancing, real connection, profound conversations and solitude. .
There have been times when life invited me to meet it more deeply. . I have faced a life-threatening illness more than once. . The question was no longer who I was, but what I am. . What remains beneath the body, the story, the roles I play? . What is still here when everything I thought I was can no longer define me. . Something deeply alive and impossible to lose. .
An awareness of what I call the soul. . Not as an idea, but as a living reality. . This awakened a deep inner knowing, that there is nothing to fix, nothing to become. . Only to remember what I am: whole and alive. . This life-changing experience opened a new way of being: to live more intimately with the mystery of what I am. . For I am a mystic by nature. .
I came to experience impermanence not simply as a loss, but as a doorway. . Rather than becoming more afraid of death,
I fell more deeply in love with life itself. . With its fragility. Its intensity, Its beauty. . And with its wonder of being here, now. .
In the years that followed, the way I experienced life began to reach beneath the surface of things. . I opened up to a clear way of perceiving, a deep way of sensing, through what I call my Zenses. . An attunement to the visible and the unseen, the earthly and the mystical, beyond form, time and space, beyond separation. . A reality I do not seek to explain or solve, but a mystery I live, sense and express. . . What I Zense in this living mystery finds its way into expression. . Sometimes through silence. Sometimes through voice or words. . Through colour, image, texture and form . An oracular expression of what moves beneath the surface of things. . This way of expressing still shapes how I live, love and create. . .. . |











