LOVE IS MOVING

LOVE IS MOVING

Hello 2021! After a turbulent and powerful 2020, my 2021 began with a decision. On December 31st, I heard the calming swoosh of my laptop, informing me that the email was sent successfully. «I guess we’re going to Singapore baby« I said to myself. I tend to do that. Speaking to myself when something exciting or disturbing happens. On this day it felt  like the bold me was trying to …

LOVE IS MOVING

LOVE IS MOVING

Hi beautiful souls, we have something exciting to announce. We will resettle. Separately but still connected. We will document this emotional journey – for ourselves and for you. There will be ups and downs, and have been already, but we’re hoping to spread some love and courage in these times that need some extra LOVE.

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COOMING SOON…

WRITE A LOVE CARD Hi beautiful soul, you are about to spread some love. Tell someone you love them today! Write, send and share your personalized digital love letter! This is how it works: 1. Check out our talented artists and choose an artwork for your Love Card 2. Customize your Love Card cover (left side bar: drag and drop a premade text or write your own greeting) 3. Write …

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LOVE LETTERS #10

We were enjoying a delicious dinner in a beautiful backyard in Canggu. Colorful lanterns were swinging gently in the air, illuminating the hidden oasis, close to the bumpy and noisy main road. Your eyes sparkled when you talked about your upcoming diving trip. I must admit, diving has never been on my wu-hu list.
I do, however, share your passion for the sea, moving through the waves, feeling the water slide through my fingers and cocoon my body.

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LOVE LETTERS #9

You are such an inspiring person. Courageous and strong. Committed to life and love. You’ve got so much love to give and practice what you preach – literally.

I always wondered where you get your energy from, and how you manage to maintain in balance. Of course it is this mindset of yours and constant reflexion which makes you vibrate on another level. But it’s also her. You cheerLEADER.

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LOVE LETTERS #8

I met you in a micro, the name of the tiny public buses in Valparaíso in Chile. I was on my way home from work. You were sitting a few seats behind me on the other side and noticed me in the bus because of my different cultural look. You liked to speak English and you thought certainly she would speak English too, so you just talked to me.

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LOVE LETTERS #7

You were the first person I met, a homeless man who passed me. You saw me and asked me for money. I only had a few Brazilian Reis left. I didn’t have any Pesos yet at that moment, nor any food left, snacks or even something to drink I could offer to you.

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LOVE LETTERS #6

Looking back, I feel that my dear friend Destiny pulled some strings. The loving family I got to meet was the perfect match for me. They were nature lovers and lived close to the woods. The mum was a natural beauty, inside and out, reflected by her passion for nature and science. Following her vocation as a loving teacher. The kind of teacher with an easy sparkle in her eyes, doing her best to encourage and inspire children while enjoying every bit of it. She had met her husband years ago, when she was volunteering in Thailand. The special bond and love between them was obvious.

TINY LOVE STORIES

#SANTA

«The next train will arrive in about 10 minutes, due to police operations at central station«.
I was standing on the platform when I heard the announcement. «Well, I guess I won’t make it to my dance class«I thought to myself, but decided to wait for the train anyway, when I noticed the old man using a tiny flashlight to shine into the depth of the rubbish bins on the platform. He collected three 25cent treasures und put the cans into a jute bag on his walker. I smiled at him, and he responded with a friendly nod, shining his crystal clear, blue eyes on me. He had a long ponytail and white Santa Claus beard, which highlighted the sparkle in his eyes.

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LOVE LETTERS #5

#ROCKaROLLA by Luisa That’s not who you are – or are you? When I imagine a rockarolla, I see a guy with long wild hair, maybe with a red headband wrapped around the forehead. He wears leather pants with braided side seams at the bottom, sitting on a shiny Harley. Even if I’d imagine it less stereotypically, that’s definitely not what you look like, and yet you are rocking life …