Who is Yve and why is she doing all this here?

My CV is kinda common. I graduated from school and completed an respectable apprenticeship in public service.  But here it ends with the straight line: I have changed jobs very often, moved and travelled a lot.  Obvious sign for restlessness and a lack of roots. Not a surprise that falling in love is quite difficult!? I have been through quite a bit on my way during These 41 years of my 

life. I have experienced losses and diseases, and am still in a recovering process. There is so much I haven´t understood yet, but slowly I realize that I have found quite a few things on my way. And I recognise that I have lost trust. To others and myself. I haven´t listened to my intuition and inner voice. I have totally forgotten who I really am and why I am here.

Through hell and back; then you know that there must be "more" in life. 


Our modern world is a difficult place... Endless opportunities but we don´t have the feeling of freedom. So many people feel an inner restlessness, painful longings and suffer of a crying soul. So many feel lost, helpless and missunderstood.  


We don´t listen to our inner voice, we don´t trust our intuition, ancient power and wisdom. We have lost the conncetion with mother nature and community. We loose ourselves in the stressful everyday life. Many People cover those deficiencies more or less successful but plenty of us dwarf inside.


While a lot of travels with my son and times where I had to spend loads of time with myself, I have found some keys; and I am just learning slowly how to use them. I would love to connect with likeminded to share and experience those keys. 


These words of Lissa Rankin have moved me a lot:



"When I asked the Q'eros people if anyone in their village struggled with depression or anxiety, they didn't quite understand what I was asking. So I gave them an example. While I was there, a woman went into labor. I'm trained as an OB/GYN, so I asked if I could help her, but they told me Q'eros women don't even get assistance from a midwife. They deliver their own babies, by themselves, in their huts. I said I understood.
The next morning, I found out the baby was stillborn. So I asked them- what about this woman? She just lost her baby. Might she get depressed? They still looked confused. No, they said. The community will hold a ceremony for her. She will have the opportunity to cry and grieve. She will be held by those who love her. She will not have to bear her loss alone. Stillbirths happen. They just accept that such things happen.
I told them that in the US, when someone loses a child, they often get so depressed that they become suicidal. They didn't understand such a word. What was suicide? So I explained. They said nobody in Q'eros had every killed themselves. But they knew of another woman- a Q'eros woman who left the village and moved into the slums of Cusco. In the ghetto, she had no village. She had no money. Her children had nothing to eat. She lost her sense of purpose. She became very sad and lonely, and one day, they found her dead, surrounded by her children. She had killed herself.
It got me thinking. Have we created a culture that feeds depression? We get seduced by the material comforts of modern society. Surely, we have much the Q'eros don't- electricity, hot water, flushing toilets, iPhones, computers, mattresses, big houses, a vast variety of foods we don't have to grow ourselves, access to modern medicine that might have saved that stillborn baby.
And yet, these people radiate a joy I can't explain. They have much less yet they are much happier than we are. The children spent one whole happy day just flying kites they made out of plastic bags and pieces of found wood. Joy is right at their fingertips all the time, even in the face of the kind of loss and uncertainty that might leave us reeling.
I'm not trying to romanticize a culture that is filled with harsh reality. I'm not suggesting we all move up to 16,000 feet in the Andes and live in tiny stone huts heated by fires with no ventilation. I'm not implying that we should ditch modern medicine in lieu of shamanic kinds of spiritual healing or plant medicines. But I do believe we've gone too far, and in developing our technologies and seeking comfort, we have lost something far more precious- that sense of connection to something Greater Than Ourselves, a feeling of belonging, a shared purpose that moves beyond survival and into the sheer celebration of life. I believe we can reclaim this. It's not too late..."




What is missing in our society is community. Connection. With above and within and each other holding space for the other allowing for a healthy response to grief, despair and adverse life circumstances. Instead we bottle things up, put on a brave face, disconnect from our true feelings and push through until all that has been bottled up is beginning to make us sick. Feel it to heal it. And be held by those who love you.