Author Archives: Ute Kaboolian

Soul Signatures Imbued

Posted on June 17, 2022 by Ute Kaboolian

Soul Signatures Imbued Stemming from inner sounds that ride on silentlywords are worlds imbued with feeling:soul signatures of lives of others and ourselves. When we, in harmony and orchestrated movementare carriers of information for one another,so subtly offered by our … Continue reading →

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Seagulls

Posted on June 17, 2022 by Ute Kaboolian

Seagulls I’m sitting at the water’s edge Waves gently lapping toward the shore Seagulls swooping, gliding idly My thoughts become seagulls My mind floats upward to the sky Then swoops back down Just as a sailboat passes by Ute Kaboolian … Continue reading →

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For Ute’s 90th Birthday, June 17, 2021

Posted on June 20, 2021 by Ute Kaboolian

For Ute’s 90th Birthday, June 17, 2021 Ninety years young! Isn’t that a blast? The Queen of Numbers looks at her past: Family and friends weave in and out of cherished memories which throughout her life and times kept her … Continue reading →

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Listening

Posted on May 10, 2020 by Ute Kaboolian

Listening Listening to Matt Haig’s wonderful audiobook HOW TO STOP TIME I felt the urge to jot down this rhyme: Haig’s names and numbers ring a bell. We’re on the same wavelength, I can tell. My father’s name Albert and … Continue reading →

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Dearest Susi

Posted on July 28, 2019 by Ute Kaboolian

For Susanne Walter Dearest Susi, 10-7-1947=29=11 10-7-2018=19 Your birth number is 29. Jane was born in ’29. 2 plus 9 becomes 11, a master number straight from heaven. This year’s birthday sums to 19. Rob was born in 1919. 1 … Continue reading →

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My Zehlendorf

Posted on May 12, 2019 by Ute Kaboolian

My Zehlendorf For Stella Busch-Witte Before coming to America in 1958 I lived in Berlin-Zehlendorf or Berlin 37. On my first day of school in 1937 I received the long awaited traditional cardboard cone of sweets, the Zuckertüte, which was … Continue reading →

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Ducks in a Row

Posted on May 12, 2019 by Ute Kaboolian

Ducks in a Row On a Sunday my first child was born, on a Monday my second one. The third and last was born on a Tuesday on New Year’s Eve. But wait. I’m not done. For I was born … Continue reading →

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Survivor

Posted on May 12, 2019 by Ute Kaboolian

8/23/2018=24 Jeff Probst is a survivor. 18 years ago to this day the first of 36 survivors was announced. The show of SURVIVOR was on its way. Madelon Rose Logue bounced back from surgery on this day, the birthday of … Continue reading →

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Childhood Memories

Posted on May 12, 2019 by Ute Kaboolian

I look at Seth’s portrait painted by Rob. It hangs next to my bed on the wall. The way Seth holds his left arm reminds me: I went to an all girl’s school. A few of the girls held their … Continue reading →

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The 61st Grammies on 2-10-2019

Posted on May 12, 2019 by Ute Kaboolian

Presenting an award at the 61st Grammies Bob Newhart told the audience he received his own Grammy in ’61. My 10th anniversary photo album, what fun, has 61 pages. Now follows a synchronicity of the ages: Both Jane Roberts and … Continue reading →

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