A New Chapter

Over the last week I have been meditating most of the time. In general, meditation practice has become the primary occupation in the morning until noon since this summer. But last week in particular I was preparing for the winter solstice.

Some people say it was the most important solstice with the “Age of Aquarius” starting.

This morning my meditation was very deep and I was able to feel the effects very clearly. Perhaps it was one of the deepest meditations I have had in my life.

I started with gratitude. There is so many things I can be grateful for. I live a privileged life.

I have a big family that has always supported me. A family that is full of abundance. A family with a culture that is very hospitable, loving and warm.

I have so many good friends and deep relationships. People who support me, who trust me and who I can trust.

I am gifted with many talents. Mostly my intuition and anticipation, my cognitive abilities, my voice and my presence.

And in worklife, I have so many people that truly believe in me and want to work with me.

I am very grateful for all these things that I have taken for granted for such a long time and now I really can see.

Then I worked with forgivingness. It was my deepest forgivingness session I had since my 3rd night in OZORA in 2016, when a whole new world had opened up to me, when someone perhaps put something into my drink that opened up my heart.

I started to forgive people who had seemingly done harm to me and asking for forgivingness from people I have done harm to. And then I realised what lessons were in these “harms” for me. However, though it sometimes me feel or seem to be, in reality everything that happens is a mirror. As a creator it is my choice if I make myself a victim of that or realise what needs to be learned.

It is my choice if I start to identify with a challenge or dance with a challenge.

And this insight brought me even more gratitude.

When you don’t truly forgive, you cannot really move on. Energy gets blocked – eventually even makes ill.

This meditation was so powerful. I forgave myself, I forgave others, I accepted that whatever I experience – however painful it is – is a gift, on a much deeper level I realised how blessed I am deeply grateful. I accepted that there are things I cannot change and that there I need to let go of some very deep things to be able to move on and live a purposeful life.

A new chapter has started.


True Friends


I always thought I don’t have many friends. But when I celebrated my 40th birthday I realised with how many people I do have deep connections with. I remember at my birthday party saying “I’m so privileged, most people say they only have a hand-full of deep true friends but I need more then two hands.” It was just in that very moment that I had realised this fact for the first time.

My misconception was simply due to the fact that I do not have that “one circle of friends” but rather have deep connections to people one-to-one from different circles – and I’m part of non of their circles. I’m usually the friend of XY.

Before the Coronavirus outbreak I started to invite my best friends to my partner’s home to meet each other and me there. Since my lifestyle had changed – having a partner and child – this was supposed to become a new thing for us. My partner loved the depth of my friendships. A depth that she didn’t know in her’s. A depth I usually take as “normal”.

I regularly get irritated at times when I find out how much distance many people have with their “true” friends. How people often don’t show their true self to their best friends. How some people never really challenged their best friends in their life – even when it really would have been necessary. It really surprises me that I seem to have this very different perspective on friendship than most people that I know do. And that’s perhaps why I have so deep relationships.

I remember the first time when I got really annoyed by this: I was almost still a teen my girlfriend once bitched around really badly and when I talked to her best friend to find a solution she would tell me that she would never question her best friend.

Not questioning? WTF? Begin dogmatic about everything you say and do is like backstabbing?! No it’s being a true friend. Telling them when they really need to cut the crap is a sign of friendship! Who’s gonna tell you if not your best friends? To be fair enough, that was still in my early 20s. But I know grown up friendships that still have the maturity of teens.

Another example that had shocked me was of a friend who didn’t tell her best friend the truth about how she conceived her child. She was ashamed of the man. He didn’t suit her idea of “society’s standard” because of his looks, job and ethnicity and culture.

I mean, WTF? How do people define friendships? Even if I made the mistake to have a child with the “wrong” woman my true friends would know the truth.

But yeah, I mean, I usually tend to forget how priviliged I am. There is these BFFs out there that present themselves as BFF on Facebook and real life. But when you look sharpley, in reality you find out that your best friend envies you for your partner, for having a child, for your looks, your job, your wealth… for your everything. It’s simply because these people are as empty and lonely as most people are who are not on a true, deep path.

So, I find it sometimes really sad when I hear what the friendship standards of many people are.

My definition of a friendship is very simple – has three “rules”: True friends or the ones that can not only tell me anything but can also challenge me in any topic… and who I can tell everything and let me challenge them in any topic.

How should I be able to grow as a human if even my friends don’t tell me the truth of what they see?!

Exceptions to this rule are narcissistic people. As we know, narcissistic people get angry when you tell them the truth.

The second rule is: True friends are the people whom I can truly show myself to as I am.

The third? Well this is not only for friendships but in general: People who do not envy me and that I do not envy.

(In my particular case envy in general is something I barely know. And whenever I feel envy, I know there is a topic I have).

It surprises me again and again that by these three standards, many people have no true friends.

I feel really sorry for them.

I’m so grateful to be so privileged to have so many true friends. For weeks now they are actually all part of my morning prayer 🙂


Nine Months


When some important events happen, I like to wait to see what’s going on nine months later. Why nine months? Simply because it’s the time between when the seed is planted and the child is born 😉

When I first heard about the Coronavirus in January I had a gut feeling that this would become a big thing. I don’t know why. Maybe it was my intuition but maybe, as a father you start to become more sensitive to potential threats.

I remember quite vividly, when on the evening of March 11th I arrived back home to Vienna from a holiday, I heard the news that the Coronavirus-outbreak was declared a pandemic by the World Health Organization.

It was just earlier on that same day that I was called a conspiracy theorist when I talked about an economic crisis being kicked off by the Coronavirus.

When I said that now was the perfect time for people to invest 5% of their wealth into cryptoscurrencies, I was told that cryptos were bullshit.

And I was also told I should go and get a real job.

Well, as a futurist my job is actually to talk about future threats and opportunities.

It is interesting how I was able to predict some less obvious things so precisely but not the most obvious one: That there would be a lockdown.

Some people tell me today how obvious it was on that day already that there would be a lockdown. But on that day, when I left Corinthia, it was not at all obvious to me. In fact I would not have left Corinthia without the ones I loved if I had at all anticipated it. 

Looking back, yes, it was obvious, but at that time… no… it was still inconceivable to me. And not just to me:  In fact most people had hoped that when Italy went into lockdown only two days earlier (as the first European country) that everything was under control now – well it had also helped in China. And so had I hoped. In fact what today seems to be like something quite „normal“ was inconceivable when we entered March: That a European country would EVER go into a lockdown.

When on the 13th I heard the first rumours about a lockdown I wanted to go back to Corinthia and pick up my loved ones. But they denied and decided to prolong their holiday for the moment… however, eventually they decided to stay for good…

Today, nine months have passed. 

„Conspiracy theorist!“? The World Economic Forum announced „The Great Reset“ based on a recession – which will, in my humble opinion, have a profound transformational effect on us and possibly even spark off the most innovative era in humankind.

„Shitcoins!“? Bitcoin has almost increased by 4,5 times (450%) since its lowest point in March.

„Get a job!“? Today Austria’s most prestigious artist and speaker agent wants to sign me.

Well, one eye laughs and one eye cries 😂😭😜


Life and Death


When i came back to Vienna I wanted to stay for only two weeks. That was two months ago…

And when I thought things couldn’t get any crazier this year, November had even more craziness up its sleeve.

On Monday, November 2nd, I woke up with a servere heart pain and although I’m usually quite relaxed about pains in my body it felt a bit different than usual. So I visited the emergency room of Vienna’s general hospital.

Fortunately, I didn’t have a heart attack but had to stay even longer than planned in Vienna – postponing my flight to Athens for a third time (maybe fourth… I lost count 😉 – to have some further check-ups that week.

That evening at 8 pm, when I left a restaurant with a friend a big black suitcase in front of the restaurant came to his attention. He wondered why it was there. I joked “Perhaps it’s a bomb.” He was irritated by that joke so I continued telling him, that in intuition training people are trained to pay attention to stupid or strange jokes they make as it might be a hint of their subconsciousness that something is wrong. Just moments later I received the info about the terror attacks that had taken place in Vienna am 8 pm. Some call it coincidence. I call it synchronicity.

Crazy sh!t… we had a terrorist attack in Vienna for the first time. May the souls of the victims rest in peace…

That Friday I had my check-up with my cardiologist. He said that my heart has a similar condition that it already had after the separation of from ex-wife and that I should give myself a fair amount to rest not leave for Athens… damn… so I’ll keep some people there waiting even longer for me… and my next flight which was scheduled for today would eventually be postponed by Wizz Air another two times… so let’s see when I will be at the Aegean Sea again.

About the same time the video of my latest speech was finalized. I had that speech written for the one I love most and dedicated it to my mentor. “Coincidently” the speech had taken place on his birthday and was co-hosted by the Persian he had urged me years ago already to get in touch with to cooperate with – which we now eventually will. Some call it co-incidence… I call it synchronicity.

However, since it was only days after the terrorist attack, I refrained from promoting it not to be insensitive.

A few days later I had to sell my cryptos as I had to pay some invoices and needed some money to invest into my new project. I was hoping cryptos would stay fairly constant in the upcoming months so I could buy-in in a few months again… good joke…

And, finally, last week my father had urged me to come and visit my grandma I haven’t seen in a long time. She is 97 and not exactly very alive. It’s strange when you see someone about to die who perhaps hasn’t lived for a long time…

And then, on the 25th one of my childhood heroes, a god died…

So, from what I write one might think November was a very bad month for me. I wouldn’t necessarily see it that way. This month got me thinking a lot about life and death, of letting go of people I love, letting go of money, life-concepts, goals and dreams. I’m 42 now and a bit in a “strange” mood. I wonder what I still want to or need to achieve in this lifetime. Don’t get me: I’m not depressed… I just feel like… I’m done.

I remember when I turned 40, in a way it was the greatest birthday of my life. I felt like I was ready for the next stage, starting to unfold my full potential, potentially having a true impact with my speeches. Within the next 12 months of my birthday I would become a father and hold my most important public speech at TEDx.

And now I feel like there is nothing more for me I need to do in this life-time.

With my last speech some new doors opened up that would let me potentially become a public figure in Austria. But honestly speaking… I don’t give a sh!t anymore… I don’t give a damn about a society with values which I consider to be seriously ill anyway. A superficial “hashtag society” that is full of… where their true self is often exactly the opposite of what they represent with their hashtags. A society where it so much more important what you superficially represent and what look like on the outside. What about the inside?

Who cares 😉

What for shall I become part of this society? To become another Angelo Soliman? They had their Angelo already, they don’t need me. And also, I don’t want to be stuffed and put into a museum once I’m dead 😉

I remember my mentor once said: You’ll see, if you become famous, down the line everything will be about power, money and sex.

Well… what I start to realize – since I had a little sniff of that society in the last two years – is how right he was. And when I faced these faces of death this month, I started to understand on an even deeper level and in different dimensions what is really important in life…