New Life Guru

You know that feeling when you wake up to a new, sunny day… quite different than yesterday. You thank the Universe that you woke up alive and free and you feel like you wanna shout from happiness.

The world is turning and you feel like turning along, as if you were on a huge carousel. And so the world is turning and you are turning and your thoughts are turning. And you look at the blue skies and you feel nothing but joy. Pure joy.

Yesterday I donated blood. It has been almost a year since I’ve done it last time… and it feels good. Are we allowed to feel good when we’ve done good? Haha. Some would say: “what an egoistic act. Giving, in order to feel good. How pathetic”… but then again, he or she who gets this blood – I’m pretty sure they won’t be going into my reasons for donating blood…

I need a break. Yep. Auszeit, as locals would say. You know, just disappear from the face of the Earth for some time. Get my sh!t together, reorganise, review my life goals… call me sissy, I don’t care. I just don’t feel like sparring with office-chair cowboys and corporate elbow fighters anymore.

Ok, life outside corporate environment is for sure not easier… specially without a job or better yet “regular monthly income” (doesn’t need to be a 9-5 job). But… as I said – I feel like I need a break.

So what do regular gurus do when they feel like taking some time off? Well, Osho would probably make himself comfortable in one of his diamond-studded Rolls Royces and tell his bodyguard driver in his calm, soothing voice: “Take me to the place where I can be one with myself”.

I imagine this poor driver first looking at Osho through the rear view mirror hoping for further instructions. But when he’d notice that Osho is just absently staring at some far away point through the heavy, tinted window, the driver would turn his head around in despair and say: “But sir, you know that the place where you will become one with yourself and the whole universe lies… within…”

Osho would then suddenly rouse from this meditative state and give the driver that wild-eyed look, saying: “Dude, who’s the guru here? Just drive. Please.” and finish this sentence with a guruish smile…

Sadhguru, on the other hand, would probably jump on one of his Harleys and drive away alone into the wilderness (accompanied by a video crew of 20 people)…

And what do New Life Gurus do in such situations? Hm… you know what I did? I fired up my computer and typed in Google: “Take a break and travel the world”.

And guess what appeared among the first five search results? “taking a midlife gap year”. How in the world does Google know that I’m a midlife person?? Ok, ok… never mind. Stupid question. Google knows everything.

So I learned that I’m 1. obviously not alone in this ( which is obvious, since there’s even a thing called ‘midlife gap year’) and 2. I totally want to do this. It’s only that… fcuking ‘rona is not exactly helping… I’ll probably have to wait until it’s over. Bill said that he hopes for the world to be ‘completely back to normal’ by the end of 2022. Whatever the ‘normal’ will be by then…

Ok, so – I’ll just save up a bit of $€¥, get ready and … off we go! 🛫

This Belgian couple did just that: midlifetrip.blog Very cool. ☀️👍

Let me know if you wanna join me! 🤗 Let’s travel the world together 🌎

I woke up this morning feeling really tired. So tired.
Tired of being overweight.
Tired of being lazy.
Tired of not being where I want to be…

So I fired up the computer and…

…continued playing video games while eating cookies… 🤷🏻‍♂️

Trying to initiate some changes but constantly falling back to the old habbits… to the point where it hurts. Knowing what’s right but still doing wrong things… oh, man… 🥺

I ran across a video on tiktok dealing with the topic of “Levels of Conciousness”, which I loved a lot! In that video, Dr. Grosz explains how she lost interest in partying, alcohol, etc. And I left a comment how I went through a similar process. So I followed her, she followed back and… I felt like sharing a bit more of my story…

Me (commenting): “I stopped drinking, smoking (actually hate it now), got rid of negativity, most of my belongings… started meditating, brathing (exercises), yoga…”

She (replying): “Sounds like we’re on a similar journey 🤍”

Me (replying): “I started my new journey recently (5-6 yrs ago): humility, gratitude, honesty (see blog: newlifeguru.com), good deeds, creativity, mudita, ahimsa…”

So now that we were contacts, I thought I could simply DM her my story… 😇

Hey there Dr. Grosz, thanks for following! 🤗 So glad I found you. You see, in my ‘real’ (non digital) life, I’d have to look for people like you for a long, long time… Yeah, this virtual, digital life is probably going to become ‘the new normal’ (i.e. integral part of the real life), but that’s a completely different story…

This raised level of consciousness happened relatively spontaineously in my case. And I’ve got a presentinent telling me that there is still a long process ahead. As they say: ‘you cannot unlearn it’. There’s no going back…

So, yeah, giving up on all the poison (nicotine, caffeine, alcohol) was defo a part of this journey. Out of those, only smoking was really hard to give up (5-6 years ago; right now I literaly detest anything that has to do with smoking). Now I find absolutely no joy in any of these.

The other day I had a casual conversation at work and this colleague went like: “oh so you managed to force yourself to do without cigs, coffee & alcohol?” And I had a really hard time explaining that I’m not forcing it. I just don’t want to put poison in my body. “My body is my temple”, as they say. You don’t walk into a temple and take a leak in the corner. So why would you do that to your body? But… they just looked at me: “so you’re trying to do without? Such a pity. You don’t know what you’re missing!” Ehm, dude, I thought to myself – you don’t know what you are missing…

All of a sudden, enjoying little things became a bliss. Walking past a garden full of flowers, now I stop for a moment and enjoy all that beauty. 🌺🌸 I would have never ever done something like that in the past… now I do it on a regular basis…

Feeling some strange kind of happiness and joy for others – when I see or hear they’re doing well, that they’re winning in life… that would bring me so much joy. It’s crazy because – this would happen even with complete strangers. Later on I discovered that there is a Sanskrit term for this: “mudita”. This is also something that came more or less spontaneously along the way…

Doing good (deeds), serving others is another aspect of my journey… ok, I was never doing ‘evil’ to others but – there’s a difference… later on I learned there is a word for this, too – “karma”. Yeah, I know, karma is a bit broader term than purely doing good, but…

But latest when you start taking out spiders or small bugs from your flat outside, instead of simply smashing them & throwing them in a thrash can… then you… ok, I don’t know about you but – it became obvious to me that I’m entering new, uncharted waters. Now I do it (almost) every time… 🤷🏻‍♂️ Sometimes I just ignore them little creatures. I haven’t killed a bug for a long, long time. I know, it sounds weird but it’s not.

And so on… sorry if I have bothered you with this story of mine. ☺️ There are so many other discoveries I made along my journey of what I know now is called ‘awakening’, but I’ll leave them for some other time. I was just glad I finally found someone who is going through a similar process, so I felt like sharing… 🤗

Keep in touch! Best regards from Berlin, NewLifeGuru

My tiktok friend: You dont look ur age at all

Me: Thank you! Yeah, life has been good to me for the most part. Sometimes I cannot even believe it myself… I’ve already passed the midlife point. Midlife crisis and all that sh!$? I left that behind me… OMG. It went so fast. Too fast. Up to the age of 20-25 I had all the time in the world. Then all of the sudden, as if I stepped on the fast forward button without noticing – FFW 20(-ish) years, here I am. Lost AF and trying to swim in the middle of the ocean… 🤷🏻‍♂️

When I tell someone some snippet of my life story and they go: “oh, thank you so much for your openness and honesty” or “oh, wow, I appreciate your honesty” I immediately think of two things:

1. I either overloaded the poor person with too much information they didn’t need or cannot / don’t want to deal with (ups, sorry 🥴) or…

2. That person hasn’t yet experienced the beautiful feeling of oneness with the universal energy (call it God if you want, Jesus, Buddha or whatever… or destiny).

You see, when you start letting go, opening up and becoming one with the universe, there seems to be no other way to communicate but through absolute honesty. There is no point in hiding anything from yourself or others because… you are the universe.

…or at least that’s the feeling I’m getting from time to time (and it keeps coming more often recently). 💫

It only gets stupid when you feel the need to communicate this way in ‘real life’ situations, with ‘real life’ people. Because… when you open up and let your guard down, you become vulnerable. Very vulnerable. Obviously, because you deactivated all your shields and all protection mechanisms in order to become one with the… ah, you know.

So, sometimes some people will try to take advantage of you (see you as a fool perhaps, or…), some will simply be confused, for they’re not at all used to this kind of communication… and then there are those who will understand you and try to glide along with you… you know, like two sailplanes gliding next to each other accross the skies on a beautiful sunny day. Each in their own space but gliding and enjoying that feeling together…

Now, if all of this sounds like a bunch of crap written by some random cuckoo on the Internet – I’m guessing you probably haven’t experienced this feeling of oneness and total happiness yet. Because if you did, you would be coming back for more… and then some…

No, but seriously, tell me… have you? Please comment below.

Yesterday I went to bed after watching Bloomberg Risk Takers video about Elon Musk (check it out on YT -> How I became the real ‘Iron Man’) and today I woke up thinking: “and what tf can I do to make this world a better place?”

For so many people this is pure luxury, isnt’t it? Thinking of “what good can I do today?” “How can I serve the mankind?”

But such thoughts also come at a cost – I feel quite a pressure from inside. I wish to contribute but… I’m not Elon Musk. Or Albert Einstein. I am no genius… I’m just an ordinary dude. 🤷🏻‍♂️

So I decided I’ll just continue sharing genuine positivity on IG. Perhaps I won’t be able to change the whole world for better. But even if my posts help one out of 8 billion people – I’ve done some good. I guess. Maybe I’m making it too easy for myself? Haha.

Have a wonderful Sunday, folks! 🤗

Dudes and dudettes, dear friends, I got my first anti Covid jab today. Oh, yeah. 💪 Fcuk you, Rona!

Initially I intended to skip the vaccine all together and just wait for 60-70% of the population to be vaccinated, so that heard immunity kicks in…

But I guess I was not the only one with this idea. Haha. The problem is – if everybody is waiting for the other guy (or gal) to take the vaccine and be part of those 60%, we would never get there.

So today, when I (surprisingly) got the chance to get vaccinated – I said yes. Didn’t even think twice. Filled out the form and after a short chit-chat with Frau Doktor, she rolled up my t-shirt sleeve, not even trying to hide her admiration for my big, strong muscles…

Nah, I wish. Haha. She didn’t admire shit. Instead she routinely asked: “right or left handed?” I barely answered “righ..”, when she rammed that needle right into my arm and said: ok, that’s it! You’re done!

What? Done? Already? Oh, man. That was quite unspectacular. Who would have thought that saving the world would be so easy…

I started noticing how (some) folks love approaching you with their problems, asking for help or advice…

…and when you provide them with a workable solution for their situation, they simply ignore it and move on approaching further people with the same scenario.

As if they were never interested in the solution. Instead, they seem to be interested in having a problem. And what’s more – they seem to be looking for compassion, for someone who’s willing to listen to them whining.

And also looking for confirmation that their situation is really, really hard AF and that there is no way out, whatever they do (only they never actually do anything to change their situation).

I’m not claiming that the solution I’m able to offer is THE solution and that it is the only right way to go. But, hey – if you have a problem… say you’re behing a steering wheel in a car, heading straight towards a concrete wall at full speed and screaming for help. Man, doing just about anything is for sure better than sitting there and asking for compassion. Step on the brake bloody mofo, turn left, turn right, jump out of the car, do whatever… because the next moment – you’ll crash into that concrete wall…

So, next time someone you trust gives you a solid advice, you might as well at least have a deeper look at it. Unless, of course, you prefer being a poor SOB, hiding behind that victim role, continually looking for compassion.

At the end, you know how they say: don’t tell your problems to people – 80% don’t care and the other 20% are glad you have them…

Boah. So much negativity and rant in this blog post. Haha. Let me see if we can turn this around with this short anecdote by the late Zig Ziglar:

Son comes home and says: ”Dad, I flunked my arithmetic test today.”

Dad says: “Son, there’s too much negativity in what you’re saying. I told you to be positive about things.”

His son then replied: “Okay dad, I’m positive I flunked that arithmetic test.”

Papa’s got a brand new job. Again. But this time I ain’t gonna write about it. Because last time I announced my new job on this blog – it didn’t end all that well… ok, perhaps I’ll share just this short anecdote of my first day at work.

First Monday of the new year, my first day at the new company. Team meeting. Kick off meeting, so to say. Started at 8 AM and didn’t look like it was going to end anytime soon. It was all about the usual stuff: new team members short introduction, where do we stand, future plans…

My new colleagues would occasionally get up during the meeting, quietly leave the room and go to the men’s room. One after another, taking care not to disturb the flow of the meeting…

Somewhere around noon, I felt it was time for me to get up and go freshen up a bit. And then I thought: “shall I ask where the toilet was?” Nah, that would just disturb the meeting. I’ll just quietly get up, walk to the door, exit the meeting room and look for the toilet. I mean, how hard can that be?

Said. Done. Got up, went to the door, slowly closed the door behind me on the way out… and now? Left? Right? Left. Ok. So i walked down the long corridor looking for the toilet. And sure enough – I found it. Ladies’ toilet. Duh. Ok, look further… next door: WC for disabled persons. Oh, man. Next door: storage room. Crazy shit. And where’s the men’s room?

I didn’t want to be absent from the meeting for too long, so I decided to use the disabled toilette. Opened the door, stepped in and… no light. Fcuk. Usually they have movement detector in the disabled toilettes, which switches on the light the moment you enter. But not here…

The toilette was spacey, as they usually are, but I couldn’t see sh*t because there was no light. No light switch on the wall. Bravo. Who TF makes a toilette where you cannot even switch on the light??

On the wall across the door there was a red cord hanging from the ceiling, so i figured this must be some kind of alarm, you know, if something happens or assistance is needed… so I looked further: ah, how cool is this. Another cord hanging from the wall next to the lamp just above the mirror. Can it be alarm, too? Hm. Go figure. “Nah, this one looks different.” I thought as I pulled the cord.

WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP. Aaaaa. I knew it. Why TF do they make these sirens so loud?? No, really. Why? Fcuk. What do I do now? OMG. “Dude, now you’re screwed” I said to myself. WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP. “Ok, calm down. Think. Pull on the cord again.” Nah, not helping. WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP. Found some switch on the opposite wall. “Push the fcuking button. Press, man.” Why doesn’t it stop? WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP.

You know, looking for a solution in the dark toilette while the bloody alarm was beeping as loud as it possibly could… fcuk. Why such sh*t always happens to me?

Sometimes I get into situations… oh, man… just like Peter Sellers in “The Party”. “Birdy nam nam”.

WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP WEEP-PEEP Ok, this will obviously not stop beeping by itself… and before paramedics or firemen storm the floor, I better ask for help.

So I went back to the meeting room and explained the situation as good as I could… oh, boy. My face was probably red as lobster. Three colleagues and my new boss followed me to the toilette, looking for the way to switch off the bloody alarm.

And finally, an older colleague did it. That switch which I was also trying to press… you have to press it twice in a row. Quickly. Tack-tack. And then the alarm finally stopped. Huh.

An then the boss asked: “but, say, why did you pull on that cord?” Hm. Yeah. Why? “I just wanted to turn on the light.” And then the other colleague started making funny remarks: “and why in the world did you use disabled toilette??” But, man, I didn’t. I didn’t even start using it…

And then we all went back to the meeting room to finish the meeting. Calmly, as if nothing happened.

OMG. A bit of excitement the very first day. This job is bound to be something totally different… haha. 🤗