NOW!

Why coffee is a velvet shirt caressing your skin—and why richness, or feeling fulfilled, depends far less on outer circumstances than you think.

SO GOOD! SO BANAL

When you read this—right now—you’ll be reading something that happened in the past but belongs to the future. And yet, it is now. That may sound paradoxical, but let me begin…

I—at this very moment—drink coffee.

So good! So banal!

Read that again: So good. So banal. Would you say that’s a contradiction?

To me, it’s not. There are many quotes pointing to the importance of small things:

" Enjoy the little things in life because one day you`ll look back and realize they were the big things." - Kurt Vonnegut

We all think, “Yes, of course!” when we read that. But there’s a reason these quotes exist. Most of the time, we are in our heads—caught in thoughts, preoccupied with the past or the future.

In the worst case, we realize too late that we could have appreciated a moment more. In the best case, we simply live the moment—no backward reflection needed. But in these countless, seemingly insignificant instants of daily life… do we really feel them? And if not- why? The difference lies in a subtle shift: awareness. From thinking toward feeling. From mental chatter to direct receptivity. To be awareness.

Let me explain.

Today is March 18, 2021. I was working on my website, which isn’t even online yet, fully immersed in the flow. A quiet, joyous excitement arose about the life ahead—mine, yours—and the sense that we might one day walk part of the way together. It already felt real. Outside of linear time (hello, dear left brain hemisphere—this won’t be yours to figure out), it was.

I don’t know when you’ll read this—it could be weeks or months or years from now.

Earlier, I opened the door of my apartment, a luminous and quiet refuge on the edge of Vienna, to go buy cigarettes (yes, I allow myself that at times—not perfect, just conscious, flawed, and alive). I was going for my second coffee.

As I touched the doorknob, a deep joy filled me. I felt rich. Fulfilled. Out of seemingly nothing.

I walked down stairs that could use a sweep, stepped into the street. A stranger passed; I smiled, he smiled back. A crow landed on the pavement, probably to grab a nut. I heard the rhythm of my feet on the asphalt. Felt the cool air against my face. Noticed shy hints of green on the bushes. Spring is arriving.

My body widened. My mind emptied.I received the moment.

And in that mental stillness, one thought quietly arose: Write your first blog post when you get back. This is so banal. It is so good. Which is—exceptional.

That’s how I perceive life. How I sense reality. As something infinitely marvelous, flowing, appearing and dissolving—so present that, in any moment, richness is there.

Not something you have.Something you feel.

There is no separation between inside and outside: outer richness is inner richness. Inner richness is outer richness.

There is no separation between inside and outside: outer richness is inner richness. Inner richness is outer richness.

This is what awareness “does”—although in truth, it doesn’t do anything. It simply is.

So now, while writing this, my delicious coffee waits beside me. When I look at its light brown, soft surface, I feel it—like velvet brushing my skin. I smell it. I taste it. What a scent! What a coffee!

And this small joy—when fully felt—is enormous. When you can deeply, sensually, enjoy something so simple, there’s a marvel inside. A resonance.

You in it. It in you.

How would it feel for you to live more like this? You can. You already are. It only takes a shift. A re-discovery.

Let me be honest—I wasn’t always like this. The capacity was always there (it’s there for everyone), but for a long time I didn’t live from it.

I have a strong analytical mind. I was left-brained, a “maths ass” in school. That’s not bad. But living only from that place creates stress and self-limitation. The mind, if disconnected from feeling, can cause chaos.

And I—this “brainy” young woman—was often terribly stressed, ruled by inner noise, doubt, fear, and insecurity. In my teenage years and early twenties, I sought validation from the outside.

The source of a fuller, clearer, more relaxed and joyful life—right here in this messy, wonderful world—is not out there. It´s awareness.

What I found is this:

The source of a fuller, clearer, more relaxed and joyful life—right here in this messy, wonderful world—is not out there.

It’s awareness.

It’s feeling. It’s sensing. It’s not control. It’s flow.

It’s the choice to return to your own, whole, alive self. To stop fixing. To start feeling.

It’s about being with your experience—whatever it is. Observing it. Embracing it tenderly. It’s about becoming curious. Open. Non-judgmental—like a child. And it’s about reconnecting to the vast, quiet intelligence of the body, the heart, and the senses.

Awareness doesn’t take away your intellect. It sharpens it—with softness.

So—will you walk with me? Into your own richness and simplicity?