We are the origin of life, closely connected to the source and the source itself. We carry the seeds of creating life, the physical ability, and mental strength to create something new, the origin of pure power and balancing force in the universe. That’s why men seek to control us. That’s why men fear women… Continue reading Women are the source of life
A peaceful and quiet place. Maybe the beach, maybe a rooftop. The only sound comes from birds and the wind softly touching the palm trees. It's early in the morning and the sun is just about to rise, touching and caressing my skin with the first warm sunbeams making their way down to earth. The… Continue reading Meditation sucks
I am alive, and I am healthy. I have a job. I have food every day. I have a roof over my head wherever I go. I was blessed with education. I have clean water coming out of the tab. I can travel wherever I choose to. I have time and space to take care… Continue reading Women on fire
When was the last time you actually noticed your breath? Noticed how deep it flows? How fast it goes? If you breathe into the belly or into the chest? What does you breath touch inside of you? As I am starting my 200h breath work instructor teacher training, my practice of conscious breathing expands in… Continue reading How do you breathe?
And the darkness explodes, pours dark tar over a pure heart, slowing down my rhythm of life with an odor of ugly decay. Gives me that feeling I don’t want to feel, gives me that sensation I don’t want to sense, gives me that touch where I don’t want to be touched. And those claws… Continue reading Where goes the sadness when it leaves?
A quiet village at the foot of the Annapurna. Rice fields dominating the landscape. Farmers populating the valley. Dogs are bark, birds are sing, cicadas chirp, all melting into a symphony of nature. The surrounding hills show different shapes and corridors each unfolding with different lighting, weather and time. I could spend hours just starring… Continue reading Ghachok 3.0
The inner dialog is what determines your level of happiness. A few years ago, the way I was talking to myself was more than destructive. I used to put my entire focus on the things I couldn’t do: not losing weight, not living a fulfilling relationship, not being able to travel, not leaving the life… Continue reading About inner dialogs
No one is going to come and set the world around exactly like you want it to be. No one will rescue from your own shadows as your heart ist filled with sadness and despair. No one will pull you out of the hole you managed to get yourself into. No one will get you… Continue reading You‘re the creator
It's been a while since I introduced myself. Hey there, my name is Katharina, inspired designer, heartfelt yoga teacher, passionate writer, trained nutrition coach, and adventurous digital nomad full of love for animals, nature, arts, and the simple beauty life holds at any moment. Childhood I was born in Germany, Fürth, on 08.08.1996, blessed with… Continue reading About me
Presence is my greatest drug. Not giving away power to too much or too little. Taste it, smell it, see it, sense it, touch it, perceive it, be the food, be the water, be the moment. See, fully, and be what you see, feel what you see, be the eye and the object, the skin… Continue reading Thoughts to ponder
We are all just constantly busy hiding. Hiding emotions, hiding extra kilos, hiding little lies and big ones too. So busy covering our tracks of what is not „appropriate“, „trendy“, „normal“ or „ pretty“ due to society’s standards. I hide like… all the time. I find myself too emotional, too vulnerable, too weak. I consider… Continue reading Where’s the love?
Am I at home in this skin? Looking into sharp mirror splinters full of desire on lonely walls reflecting some of what I want to be, covering the ugly in my soul, facing the cold and hard light of another reality whilst catching a glimpse on something soft and warm running through my fingers as… Continue reading Ferocious skin
Where is it, the freedom that is held so high in nowadays world? Isn’t it an illusion, settling in the gaps between work and sleep, doesn’t it linger in between words and thoughts, hidden behind intentions, agendas, and human needs? Isn’t it the silent conductor of the endless and purposeless play of life? Get rich,… Continue reading Freedom
Now that we know what toxins are and how much we surround ourselves with them let's take a closer look into how to support our bodies into detoxing from chemicals, hormones, carcinogens, pesticides, and glyphosate our environment is contaminated with. As mentioned, humans and domestic animals are pretty much the only species on the planet… Continue reading About fasting
Trying to create a life I don’t have to escape from. Trying to create an everlasting holiday. A never ending summer where pieces are held together by nothing more than light and water. Walking down the streets, feeling naked from within, no more hiding, no more hunting, no more wanting. Breaking the silence of your… Continue reading Pure
This is me, last year, on top of the Hoba meteorite in the middle of the Namibian desert. It is the largest known intact meteorite with more than 60 tons and came down to earth around 80.000 years ago.Powerful shit, honestly.Experiences like this make we wonder, make me curious for more, make my mind travel… Continue reading Contradictory
Englisch version below 🙂 Glück ist nichts, was man mit Worten, Waagen oder dem Meterstab messen kann. Es ist ein Moment, ein Wimpernschlag komplett im Augenblick, ein Geruch von Sonne und Salz, eine Berührung, sanft wie ein Schmetterlingsflügel auf der Haut, kaum spürbar und doch ein sehendes Verlangen nach mehr. Glück ist das Prickeln auf… Continue reading 2020
With ice-cold fingers, the fog reaches for the trunks of the ancient trees, shreds of cloud get caught in the protruding treetops. The trees hardly notice the time that passes for any other living being in the forest. It has no effect on the ancient giants that survive in the eternal fog. Time is not… Continue reading The guardian of the forest
When I was 15 I saw a picture of a girl on social media. She was a bikini model, perfect curves, soft skin, beautiful face, voluminous breast in symmetrical appearance and simply that what society describes as the perfect woman. Because I was at home I crossed a mirror minutes after I went through all… Continue reading About boobs (free boobs)
Dear friends, dear family, dear people, Please listen, I want to tell you something. Something about me and, in the end, something about you. I sing loud and very wrong to every song I barely know the text. Everywhere. I interrupt you because sometimes I really think that what I have to say is way more important than what you are saying or I simply can’t shut up. I am messy, super messy, and there are cloths mountains all over my room until I freak out and everything is super tidy but then I search something in my closet. I put myself over others, sometimes, and it might offend you but I simply don’t think so please don’t take it personal. In the mornings I press snooze 7 times because I really don’t want to get up.