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The age of generosity

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Some weeks ago, I read a wondeful book by Kathrine Aspaas. I dived into her book, and absolutely loved it. When we read the news, it`s easy to feel overwhelmed. There is so much pain, tragedy and suffering. But there is also hope. So many possibilities. She describes how our vulnerabilities are what makes us strong. If you have ever felt ashamed or like you have to hide, this book will lift your spirits. It might even free you.

I am including a ted-talk where she talks about the age of generosity. Maybe she will inspire you too?

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The human shield 

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When the world gets to much, he was there. They had been out walking. She in shoes that gave her blisters, he carrying a bag with groceries where the handle had been ripped off. They needed the fresh air, because two hours ago, she started to cry for no apparent reason.

They came home, and the mood was better. The depressive droplets of life fell to the ground while they walked, and inside it was warm. They went to bed, but she was tossing and turning. Remnants of the day twisted around in her, gave her no rest. Suddenly she felt his body on top or her. She was lying on the stomach, trying to find a comfortable position. His body was warm. Safe. But instead of just putting his whole weight on her, he arched his back until he transformed into an arrow. She asked him, laughing, what he was doing. He was silent for some seconds and then he answered: ‘I am your human shield’