It’s always This Very One Street
A very good friend of mine once said to me: “Sandra, it’s always this very one street” – he was living at Puttaparthi at that time, in the village close to Sai Baba’s ashram, and I could understand my friend so well, I am also living so often in the universe of this one very […]
Learnings from importing and exporting mattresses in and out of an ashram
I am back in Zurich, working in my bank and just reminded of one story, which happened when I was in Puttarparthi, where the ashram is, where I was in September. I was just wondering about how I treat myself and others in my daily work and what I am bringing home from India. I […]