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But I have decided not to put the picture of my son on the open internet….
A lot of people ask me why I can show my self and not my baby.
A lot of people ask me if I think other people are stupid for sharing their baby…
A lot of people ask for photos and I do send them in private messages.
It’s difficult to explain
I cannot explain why but since I am doubting so much about whether or not to put up a picture of my son I have decided not to put up any yet.
That does not mean that I think something bad of people who do. NO NOT at all. I think it’s nice to see the picture of my friends babies.
Even babies of people I don’t know I love.
And every baby is beautiful. Every baby has something special to share with all of us.
But I am still not ready to show mine to the world.
That’s why this post is without any pictures but one of me.
Please bear over with me and see you in my next blogpost where I talk about how I had to give up anything in order to feel successful 🤘
Until then, stay cool, calm and lovely as you are ❤
Now after giving birth it is ok for me showing pictures of me being pregnant… but during my pregnancy I couldn’t make myself tell it to everybody ….
Me, one month before giving birth to Silas
Well… a lot of people have asked me why I didn’t tell about my pregnancy. Literally I met people on the street randomly and I did not tell.
They couldn’t see it, I didn’t tell…
Or maybe they could see it but didn’t want to say anything…
You know that you never ask a girl if she’s pregnant because maybe she isn’t and then you would actually offend her 🙄
Well I think I didn’t tell because I was afraid that something went wrong and I had to tell that afterwords.
So I only let people know who was really near to me, because if something bad happened I was not supposed to tell that to everyone.
August 2017, 5 month pregnant
I think it’s because I many times have tried to be wounded and lost the things that I’ve spend years on building.
Relationships, work, ideas … and then see it all fall apart.
So for some years I actually felt that I didn’t matter – that my energy didn’t matter – that life didn’t matter.
And actually I have had difficulties in recognizing myself – which made me hide even more.
I didn’t want people to know how I felt and I didn’t want to listen to their good advices or critiques about how I felt.
Not showing pictures on the social media, which actually was quite difficult because normally on the socials we share our daily lives so I could only show half of my life…
…conclusion I posted less than half of what I used to do.
Which meant that I spend less time looking at other people lives that I lost followers….
But being tired is part of being pregnant, and I promise you I was 😂
And that is why I didn’t tell about my situation –
I was scared of the reaction of other people if something went wrong.
Fortunately nothing went wrong and I now have a healthy little baby.
September 2017, 3 month before birth
Next post will be about why I didn’t put up any pictures of little Silas on the social.
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Last year I felt like the luckiest person in the world when I started my creative project making jewellery out of conches. An idea I had since I was a little girl travelling round the different beautiful beaches in Sardinia.
I thought it was great to be able to make something beautiful out of nature material. I thought I could contribute with something unique, fashionable and responsible.
But then I suddenly realized that what I was doing was against the law. It is not permitted to take away stuff from the beaches. It is written in the legal paragraphs.
First I was really stoked about the fact that what I was doing with love from my heart, was illegal.
I could get a fine of 3000 euro if I brought the conches out of the country. But I had been doing that since I first time remember being fascinated by the beauty of the conches.
So actually I have been criminal for many years.
But leave that aside.
My biggest preoccupation is not that my idea failed.
No… my biggest preoccupation is that I can go into any accessory shop and buy plastic pearls. Plastic pearls that comes from the petrol industry,
Plastic pearls that never obtains a delicious patina after years (they rather get ugly by time)
Plastic pearls that are produced in millions and who not that unique.
And these plastic pearls either ends in the nature because my bracelet broke or they end up polluting our air because I throw them out. I don’t say that this go for every plastic pearl. Some are better quality than others.
But the fact that if I don’t want my conch jewellery anymore I can throw it back into nature and it will become sand or maybe another person would like to have it and use it. That is not the case with the plastic.
And if it is ok to exploit the nature and people to make petrol, silver and gold, why can I not myself make high quality unique jewellery out of material found on the beach?
I do get the point that if 1 million tourists every year take away sand and conches from one specific beach that is a problem.
But hey…. not everyone is interested in having natural souvenirs. And not everybody likes the conch or the sand as memorable accessories, and not everybody has access to them….
of course I had to stop my dream project and I am still in preparation with my new idea. That does not consist of material taken from nature.
Thank you for reading and if you have a unique accessory you’d like to show me, please upload a photo in the comment field.
Ps. this is a long time since I wrote this post, and since then I became a mum, read more about that in my next post, next week.
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I haven’t been blogging for a really really long time
After the fire in my appartment last year my life has change.
And my motivation for writing just went down.
It has been difficult to maintain my old habits, and it has also been difficult to establish new habits of life.
But I did something I always wanted
I am creative with the things I love
And I can live by it
I am so grateful for my life as it is right now,
I am so grateful for the things I am creating.
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For the last five years I did not do anything particular on new years eve. There’s a reason why, but I tell you that another day.
This new years eve was something totally different. First of all because I am using crutches for the moment.
And secondly I eat new years dinner at a restaurant. (first time doing that new years eve) I was with my friends Carmen & Giacomo. Giacomo is also known as DJ Busonera, and the dinner was with his DJ friends C-sky & Siko and a really special guest Ellen Allien, DJ from Germany who was to play at the new year party ATLANTIDE later.
At the restaurant we had a blast. One thing was that we were missing one person, the one hosting the dinner, and while waiting – we ate a lot of bread. So much, that we started joking about wanting more bread. You know… when you get fixed on something that is funny for the moment, you keep it for the night.
Where are you?
We love italian bread. We need more ❤
Popping the bottle
Ellen Allien surprised by fans
Me sitting on a speaker for 3 hours
DJ Flavia Laus warming up for afterparty
The best man at the show, making sure I could stay safe on the speaker
Happy New Year to you where ever you are in the world.
Remember you are the one to get the best out of it.
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Some times ago I had difficulties in showing I was vulnerable.
I wanted to be strong and ready for action. Or did I wanted to be like that or was it just a habit.
A habit of what I’ve learned a habit of what I was use to hear. The words that created my reality. Who I was, how other saw me and how I saw the world.
Even when people by their words hurted me I had difficulties in telling the truth about what they were doing to me with their words. I wanted to be strong.
But inside me it hurted … it hurted so much that I even now feel the pain… not by the words they used against me but the feeling of not defending myself. That hurts.
And now growing older and even if it still hurts I know that I did well, not defending myself. Not spending my energy to convince other people of the consequence of their doings. Some people will never understand.
And the best way I come further is to have eye on the positive people and the positive constructive feedback I get.
Because by being with people with whom I am aloud to be vulnerable it is also easier for me being strong in the way that makes me progress and develop my life…to my satisfaction.
Balancing between being vulnerable and strong.
How do you keep balanced ?
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Today I passed by a girl called Doriana on Istagram. And I totally liked her profile text.
“Choose to live – not to survive”
And funny enough she comes from Italy (if you didn’t know I am half Italian)
I asked Doriana if I could feature her profile text here, so voila, Doriana’s awesome message is now even more available.
And this make Doriana a Piece 4 Love of the day. One of these pieces that just make life more beautiful and easier to live, because she’s right in telling me the fact, that if I choose to live I live. If I choose to survive I survive, and that is different from living. Well of course I do live if you survive, though, the fact is
To survive makes me think of troubles and difficulties whereas on the other hand to live makes me think of breathing and being happy.
And oh no I am not happy all the time, almost. But I do breath…
I relate my being happy almost all the time with the two choices in life I wrote about some posts ago.
It is easier for me to choose to be happy, because then I act from a higher vibration and I do my work better.
So how do I choose it.
I plan things I like to do and that makes me smile. That makes it easier for me to do things I do not like.
Tomorrow I have to do some administrative stuff that I have to do myself and that I really do not enjoy that much. In order to fell better about it, I go to an open place where I feel good.
So I change the rather boring thing into a cooler thing by tweaking the situation and that makes me happy,
And when I am happy I feel I choose to live.
Thanks for reminding me Doriana.
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