For me, dignity means recognising my own worth and living accordingly. That was a long learning process for me. Because the way I grew up, I always believed that I had to give and do a lot in order to be liked and respected. I always hoped that my helpfulness, love and dedication to others […]
A young man stands in the village square and announces that he has the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathers around him and everyone marvels at his heart. It looks perfect. Not a scratch, not even the slightest dent. Everyone agrees that this is the most beautiful heart they have
It’s a sunny Saturday morning. Perfect for a visit to a flea market. I get on my bike and set off. Right behind a roundabout, two pedestrians cross a zebra crossing on the left. As I have such good speed, I steer my bike to the right. At that moment a third pedestrian comes from
“Ulrike, what’s your wish for 2024?” a friend asked me a few days ago. It’s funny, despite having a list of goals and a vision board, I’m not able to answer the question short and crisp. After all, how am I supposed to reduce everything that is important to me to a “top wish”? What
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Two months ago, on 8 October 2023, I was stuck at Tel Aviv airport and struggled to get a flight home. The solidarity and compassion I received that day and the following days was overwhelming. And I dedicate this blog article to those people who lovingly accompanied me during these hours: Friends, relatives, acquaintances, clients,
… was the title of the book in which the granddaughter of Yitzchak Rabin, peacemaker and prime minister of Israel, processed her pain over the murder of her “Saba” (Hebrew for “grandfather”) in Tel Aviv in 1995. I have no clue why the book I read 25 years ago comes to my mind now… Possibly
On my last day of my trip to Israel, I learn what it means to take cover. It’s Saturday morning, 7.30am and I am about to leave my flat as I want to walk along the beach once more… When I hear sirens. I look at my mobile phone and see a message from my
It’s always fascinating what interesting slippery slopes life serves me, which I can grow from: In 2016, I very consciously specialised in coaching women in leadership positions. In the meantime, a few male clients who want to grow – and take responsibility for their lives – have also found me. The other day I sat
Today I am writing about a feeling that I would prefer not to feel: shame! Brené Brown writes in one of her books: “If we become sufficiently aware of shame to be able to name and express it, we deprive it of its basis of existence. Shame hates to be put into words.” Alright, Mrs
On Tuesday, I am in Jerusalem and want to walk through the ultra-Orthodox district of Mea Shearim. A friend from Tel Aviv recommends that I conform to the code of conduct of ultra-orthodox women: Cover hair and arms, long skirt, muted colours, nude nylon stockings and closed shoes. Because nothing on a woman’s body should
