A few weeks ago, I received the following message from a fortune cookie, which I had intuitively chosen from among many: Let the past be the past – now is the time for a new beginning. I’m sitting here on the last day of January, filled with gratitude and joy for the events of the past days and weeks. It’s a wonderful feeling to realize that in the end, many things come together harmoniously – like in a successful Hollywood movie. As if individual puzzle pieces, previously sc

We are all part of a larger, cosmic rhythm. Seasons change, days follow one another, months come together as a whole. A steady cadence that completes itself after 365 days—only to begin again. A cycle that carries and reminds us: everything is in motion. As the year 2025 draws to a close, I become aware that my inner world follows its own rhythm. It does not adhere to a calendar, but moves freely—fluid, alive, and open to change. The time between the years feels wild. Looking

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