The Unexpected
I am on the plane,
the plane is flying high above the Bay of Biscay. By now it is my 7th flight in a year and the 6th flight to Faro, Portugal, where my love is waiting for me. I have found my ideal seat. Right at the back, on the left by the window. The only disadvantage of it are the smells that occasionally come from somewhere near the toilets.
Being in the World and not of it
In 1989 I was introduced to Sufism for the first time. And now that I think back, it was all about this…
I stayed with good friends of mine in Nijmegen and had a penetrating dream at night. In a beautiful forest I saw a beautiful woman with dark long hair and a nice sight. She seemed to feel at home, did her own thing. I was intrigued and shared the dream with my friends. When I described the woman in detail it suddenly became quiet in the room, my friends looked at each other in a strange way, turned their faces at me and at the same time shouted: Claudi
The Love Project
You are my Love Project,
I said to Corinna, at the very beginning, something like two years ago. She had to laugh, actually thought that was fine, nice even. I want to be your Love Project, no problem. It’s about love, right? True love?