We carry each other. My nieces and nephews teach me day by day, what it means to show up – vulnerable and clueless as we all are in the face of this mystery called „Life“. I don‘t want to hide behind smart sounding masks and costumes of culture and convention. They remind me why i entered this physical experience. They remind me to allow myself to fall over and over again in order to find balance. They remind me to show up. I look forward to falling. I look forward to the next time my heart will be broken. I look forward to my current world dying again. Because as i fall i live. As my heart breaks it opens up. And in the death of a world lies the birth of another one. Always. 🙏🏼 Raphael
