Best 8 quotes of Anna Asche on MyQuotes

Coming out of the Tunnel.... I am bursting with a new found feeling of my own existence. Strong and powerful frequencies. My mind is wandering to wide open fields and long-forgotten lands with limitless possibilities. I am not quite there yet. Holding still in anticipation, don’t want to miss hearing my inner voice – soft and deep. With me are friendly skies on rainy days and my life is getting warmer.

Coming out of the Tunnel I am bursting with a new found feeling of my own existence. Strong and powerful frequencies. My mind is wandering to wide open fields and long-forgotten lands with limitless possibilities. I am not quite there yet. Holding still in anticipation, I don’t want to miss hearing my inner voice – soft and deep. With me are friendly skies on rainy days and my life is getting warmer.

Ich schaue zu meinem Fenster hinaus, vor dem dicke Schneeflocken wirbeln wie aus dem Bilderbuch. Ich stelle mir vor, eine der ¬Flocken mit der Zunge aufzufangen, wie ich es als Kind getan hatte – auf dass sie darauf ¬zerschmelze. Bald ist alles nur noch weiss eingepackt und verhüllt. Der Schnee dämpft den Lärm, macht die Welt wohliger und überdeckt mit seiner Weissheit alles Bangen. Die Formen werden weicher und das Land bekommt etwas Verwunschenes. Die Umgebung verwandelt sich in eine Traumlandschaft voller skurriler Formen, die Freundlichkeit unter Wildfremden erzeugt. Hier ein Lächeln, da ein gutes Wort und die Welt wie verzaubert.

I’m quietly sipping my coffee, sitting on the deck, settled in to my little jungle of herbs and buzzing bees, letting my thoughts wander, soaked in the warmth of the rising sun. Breathing in and out the soft air filling the moment with fluids of peace.

I paint the stuff I see when my eyes are closed

Is there any gentler awakening than the breaking light of dawn? It streams through the window and tiptoes across rumpled sheets. Diaphanous, charming and innocent. Just about anything seems possible as the day awaits.

The blood is sleeping. But the desire of feeling my own senses has grown deep, filled with an unstoppable tremendous drive to eliminate the lifeless stuff, which has gotten chained to me and lulled me to sleep. The rivers of my veins start to flow more and more powerful in every unit of time like lava underground!

There are those who travel but never really arrive. Those who visit a place but never know the people. Travel is so much more when you get closer to life and how it is lived here, wherever here may be. I am moving into the unknown to come into being at home wherever I find myself. Individually, inspired, and imaginative.