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Silent Sunday Conversation
"Conversations with the silence that listens."
Sometimes I catch myself just staring into space. Daydreaming, people would call it. But for me, it is more than that.
In those moments, I feel a presence. My old friend. No name, no face, yet always near. It feels as if he is waiting for me, keeping me awake to something greater.
And the moment I grow still, our dialogue begins. No answers, no fixed truths. But clarity. As if I am being invited, time and again, to look differently, to feel more deeply.
This is how the Silent Sunday Conversations are born. Moments of dialogue, not to decide, but to open space.
And today, I share one with you.
Silent Sunday Conversation
The Art of Letting Go
This morning I sat in silence with my old friend.
The air was cold.
The year almost feels full.
And somewhere in that winter calm
a question hung in the room.
He said:
“What are you taking with you that you could have put down a long time ago?”
I looked outside.
As if I could find the answer there.
“But letting go sometimes feels like losing,” I said softly.
“As if I'm leaving something behind that still belongs to me.”
He nodded.
“That's what the head makes of it.
The mind thinks in terms of holding on or losing.
But the soul thinks in flow.”
I felt his words sink into my stomach.
"What do you mean?"
“Letting go is not a break,” he said.
“It's a conclusion.
A gentle yes to life that goes on.
You leave nothing out
you let something return to its place.”
There was a silence.
Thick and warm.
I thought about what this year had brought me.
To what was still hanging in my system.
To what I kept repeating,
even when it was no longer true.
“But why do we hold on so tight then?” I asked.
He smiled.
“Because we think we are losing security.
But what you hold on to when it's no longer alive,
makes you heavier, not safer.
Letting go is not losing.
It is making room for the new that is right.”
I breathed more deeply.
It was like my body immediately understood.
As if something was already ready
to slip out of my hands.
“December,” he said softly,
“is not just an ending.
It's a gate.
And you go through it lighter
when you don't carry everything
what you have actually already experienced.”
We sat together in silence.
And I felt:
letting go is not an act of deprivation,
but of trust.
An inner gesture that says:
I'm ready to move on.
"Letting go is not losing, it is making room for the new that is right."
Reflection:
What are you taking with you that you could have put down a long time ago?
The Sacred Passage | A Journey into 2026
A collective transition into the new year
There is a moment when time holds its breath. The old year slowly fades into shadow, while the new one waits in silence.
Between these worlds lies a passage, sacred, intense, transformative.
The Sacred Passage is more than a ceremony.
It is a three-night, 22-day journey that guides you step by step through the threshold from 2025 into 2026.
An epic transition through three phases, three gates, three inner transformations.
Together we create one frequency, one field, stronger than anything you could carry alone.