My Father’s Scar

Karl Brauer on horseback in Rees Germany

In Chapter 28 of Girls Don’t Ride Motorbikes I describe a scene with my dad, in which he shares memories of his youth and the rescue of his older cousin’s […]

In the Footsteps of my Ancestors

Ancestors

Please enjoy the notes from a conversation with my mom, while on a trip to Zandvoort, Holland, in 2011: “You know, Dorit,” my mom said, “you are just following into […]

A Sunny Day in Tel Aviv

Tel Aviv Israel

January 17. 1991, Desert Storm started and scud missiles attacked Tel Aviv. I describe my experiences in Girls Don’t Ride Motorbikes – A Spiritual Adventure Into Life’s Labyrinth in chapter […]

What do you read?

read

Tell me what you read and I tell you who you are! I can’t imagine a better start to a new day than sitting outdoors in the sunshine with a […]

Life is Movement

Life

My mom always sends the best cards. “Life: that’s movement. Movement is evolution. Evolution is progress. Progress means to come closer to your goal.”     During my 2006 solo […]

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