It seemed things could not get darker after losing my second wife. I could no longer look in the mirror and call myself a father. Or a husband. Or even farther from the truth, a man. But sometimes you have to let go of the old before new things can appear. I can’t explain how it happened that one day I started reading Radiant Joy Brilliant Love by Clinton Callahan and could feel the cobwebs getting blown out of my carburetors. Then I attended Nicola Nagel’s Expand The Box and 10 PLabs and it felt like open-heart surgery, only without anesthesia. I trusted the Trainers, and for some reason they trusted me. And then the universe stepped in, never leaving a resource unused. First I led an Expand The Box in Southern Germany with Felix Fulda. Then six weeks later I was leading the first ever Expand The Box in India – alone, at Auroville! And it was excellent! I had so much fun. The feedback was immensely positive. I arrived back in Switzerland a very different Georg than the one I thought I knew. What comes next? I suppose I could trust the universe and not try to figure that out. But I tell you, this is still a stretch for my Box. It makes sense that I get to practice not knowing by teaching improvisational theater, music, and dance to both children and adults.