Laura Rodben
Bio
Stray globetrotter and words-weaver. I have travelled on a shoestring for many years, stopping every now and then to write down my impressions. Languages have been "doors of perception" that approach the world and dilute/delete borders.
Stories (3/0)
The Beginning
“I like mountains.” Only thing I said, when introducing myself in that mountaineering course. And now, 5 years later, 3:00 pm, here I am: in the middle of nowhere, nobody by my side, no one else knows where I am, absolutely wet on my feet, my hands are trembling; for I am stuck in this via ferrata, this narrow corridor, to the front a rock wall, on my back the vault. What on Earth was I thinking?
By Laura Rodben25 days ago in Wander
Serve Others as a Silent Voice
“Serve others as a silent voice”. All the different nuances of this, so far, so close. On suffering, on what is and has been this eternal seek-ness (yes, sickness) of my being. “Wait, stay here, do not look up, just with you here, in deep silence.” I’m right now in a state of total float-ness, feather-ness (As light as a feather.) Yes, that’s right. What is all this? I’m a being that is. «Ich bin was ich bin» Noch einmal ich. And yet, something has changed – the connections are there, the little dots are right there, can I put them together?
By Laura Rodben8 months ago in Chapters
