• Carolin Rechberg


In nature, weather sitting on my birthday by a little seasonal creek in my backyard under a plum tree, or climbing over hills and into trees, painting to the earths beat, resonating on the polarities of life. With art and living creating the journey the heart has seen and sees.

My soul is moved by the opportunity to be and to be able to speak, through having come close to loosing my own life and seeing the greatest individuals one encounters depart from us to soon.


just breathing in the pure gratitude for being given existence. Thinking of the ephemerality and yet the permanence of life. The moments lived and the awe at the moments to be lived. All of them are informed by the essence of the shared we carry and with which we continue to inform.

Honoring and honored by you Denali, by you Jonathan, by you Nigel, three souls, three friends, three mentors which have left. I am in wonderment of the crests and valleys, the joy and the despair we are tossed into, torn open to learn to care.

Fascinated that I am sharing equally many experiences with them, moments of rejoicing to sadness, but especially the moments of inspiration of enlightenment, exactly when the sun strokes the grasses and trees, the animals swaying in climate's and cultures breeze.

When the tides kiss the shore, the moon drawing and pushing earths tears, as music soothes, seeping like water to heal all wounds. Yes living empowered by what the pains, scarring but strengthening, give us to endeavor and manifest in our truth. To grow to appreciate everything we have and we are able to do.

To sleep under the stars and to let the current of life open your heart.

Yes to celebrate life and with courage pursue all dreams, knowing that every moment is precious. Treasuring and embracing to trace with existence the beauty of the World, transcending through flowers like Denali, Jonathan and Nigel who will forever give energy and love to bloom.

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