Leaning on Dieter


Hey there,

I woke up at 3 a.m. this morning.
Instead of turning from left to right, frustrated that I couldn’t sleep, I got up.

I took Dieter and a white candle with me into the living room.
I lit the candle and sat down on the sofa.
Closing my eyes, I listened to my breath for a while.

Then I looked at Dieter and started telling him — out loud and in my head — about what’s going on with the house and the remodeling process, which is getting better every week.
Also, about the money I’ll be spending.
But it feels so worth it.

When I wake up this early, there’s usually something stirring inside me — thoughts that need clearing. I can feel my heart beating faster than usual, as if it wants to wake me up.

This morning, I listened to that impulse.

After sitting for a while and feeling calmer, I lay down and covered myself with a woolen blanket — a wedding gift from a close German friend.

Cuddled up under it, an image, more of a sensation, really, came to me:
leaning on Dieter.
Dieter has always been my rock.

As I leaned into that memory, a wave of safety washed over me.
And that’s exactly what I needed in those early hours — to feel safe.

Not long after, I fell asleep again with Dieter in my heart.

When I woke later, I felt blessed — grateful for that silent nudge from him to lean on him. And I remembered moments riding on the back of his motorcycle with him.

I would always hold on to him. Sometimes, tighter, leaning into his back, my head resting on his shoulder.
He would respond by taking one hand off the handlebars and resting it on my shin.

I loved those moments — a silent intimacy that was ours.

And that’s what came to me this morning.
I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

Sometimes the night wakes us because something inside wants attention.
When I stopped resisting and listened, I realized I could give myself exactly what I needed — comfort, safety, connection.
We don’t always have to wait for someone else to hold us.
Sometimes the nudge is simply an invitation to lean in and care for ourselves.

If this speaks to you, share it with someone who might need that same reminder.
That what we long for is often already within reach, if we pause and listen.


With love,
xx Antonie

Do it before you die.
Stop waiting for someday.

P.S. P.S. Last week I promised you the continuation of “The Universe Has Your Back.”
I haven’t forgotten — it’s already written.
But this morning, I felt compelled to share
this instead.
🌌
The Universe Has Your Back — But Not How You Think
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