Becoming Berlin -where old and new converge in the stillness of now
In times of constant change within ourselves and the world around us, it's easy to feel lost—caught between what was and what will be. However, for me, being mindful of the "now" is the only place to lay the foundation for renewal. In the "now," we hold the power to restore ourselves, piece by piece, moment by moment.
Berlin, a city where the past and present blend seamlessly, in its ruins, antique stores, bookstores, street art, and vibrant multiculturalism, creates an echo of timelessness, allowing me to see a reflection of my own journey in the present.
Like the city, I wear my history like layers of paint on old walls—evidence of a life lived and hope for a life yet to be lived—remnants of the past blend with the pulse of art, creativity, and defiance.
Berlin, a city restored from its own ruins, reminds us that transformation is not about erasing the past but embracing it. In the city's rhythm, I reflect on how the change process, even when it feels like an ending, is also a renewal.
Like a crumbling building that still stands strong in the sunlight, my past carries its history and still lives fully in this moment, embracing its scars and new growth. It doesn't look back with regret nor forward with fear—it simply exists, alive and aware, ready to become, a reminder that transformation starts with an awareness of the present.
Berlin, alive and constantly transforming, just as I am. Like the second-hand treasures in the city's shops or the graffiti that reinvents forgotten spaces, I, too, carry a story of survival, beauty, and reinvention. Like my aging body that still remains full of vitality, wisdom, and purpose.
Through this reflection, I celebrate the scars of time and the fierce energy that refuses to fade. I challenge myself to see myself as I am now—without judgment—to begin the renewal process, a journey that frees me from the weight of what has been and the anxiety of what might come. Berlin reminds me that transformation is not a destination but an ongoing act of creation.
I feel the process of ongoing change. I embrace both the beauty and the burdens of my past, and by doing that, I feel my soul can become untethered. I feel ready to welcome the most pure version of myself. In moments of pure freedom, unbound by past limitations, I am able to soar—to fly with the lightness of a soul that is whole, free, and fully present.
In the now, I remain timeless, grounded in the present—alive, purposeful, and forever becoming—just like Berlin, a mirror of my becoming.
