About Anke

When I work out I feel myself to be energy.
When I am upset I feel myself to be my emotions.
When I am ill, I feel myself to be a body.
When I write, I feel myself to be a copywriter.
When I talk with my brother, I feel myself to be a sister.
When I am in intimate relationship with a man, I feel myself to be a woman.
When I have a spiritual experience I feel myself to be a string of cells through which Light shines.
When I channel Light Language I feel myself to be a soul.

But who am I, really?

For hours, days, weeks on end I can be obsessed with this question.
Except for when I create portraits.
Then the question of who I am doesn’t come up.
When I draw the idea of being an entity with an identity feels like a cosmic joke arising in God.
It’s remarkable how happy I am when I draw.