On Saturday I returned from the health resort hotel Curhaus Mühllacken where I did a fasting cure. It was a very exhausting, interesting and instructive week. Although I met some inspiring people, I was also seeking isolation. I felt deeply connected to nature and to myself. Every day I walked through the woods on trails along a little stream called Pesenbach. There are a lot of myths around this place.
I miss the snow in winter. To me it doesn’t have the same magic if the winter is all green and brown. But nevertheless, the moss looks also quite fascinating, when it’s brighten up in the winter sun.
Fasting means slowing down and turning inwards so that the body and soul are able to heal. But at the same time, it means powerlessness, poor circulation in my case and insomnia.