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Archive for November, 2012


CEPA takes off,….


CEPA minus one

What an event, still we receive registrations, it is a very good spirit here at the moment, the entire organisation is very busy and we are all looking forward to our big aviation event

martina and bara with their uniforms, glad they will help us on these 2 days.


CEPA EXPO in Prague next week

We are ready for the big show in Prague. More than 4 months 5 people were working on the organization of the 2012 CEPA EXPO. Myself i talked and mailed personally to for sure more than 1000 people. The good news is that no one ever doubted that this show will make a breakthrough and even many people cannot come, they dropped me a mail saying how much they appreciate our efforts.

Aviation needs a help. EU cannot do this for us all, we have to pave our way to the next decade and connect over the whole world. People in France, USA and everywhere in the world are interested and will be connected with us through our stream and we need every support.

David, Lubo, Petra, Bulat, Lada and many more, thank you for everything. It was very tough to get everything toghether especially after our new setup and technical tools we will use for the first time. We created our own messanger system called CEPPANGER to connect the auditorium and the panels and have all the comments seen which are posted by a special app for the smartphones.

Our nameless, countless helpers who believe in the project working for free. I do thank you all when we will open the 3rd CEPA EXPO which will be held in 2013 at the Prague Airport.

Welcome on board

Dagmar Grossmann



Do you know what happens when Romney and Obama assume you can vote? And do you know what exactly means assumption?

Assumption is what you add to what you hear before you speak…

Communication is who says what to whom through which channel and with what effect.

When I was a little girl, we used to play a game we called „STILLE POST“(silent post). During this game seven children lined up. The first one said a sentence, which was then passed from one to another. At the end, the seventh and last kid said aloud what he got from his predecessor.

The game usually started with simple sentence such as “I eat an apple”. After this sentence was whispered six times into the ear of the next kid in line it became something totally different, such as “Spain is the second biggest banana importer in the world”.

And this is actually the same thing we experience every day in private and business life. “Stille Post” is happening around the world, as it has to do with communication, sender and receiver. More…




Are you a controlling person? Do you return home to check if your stove is shut down? And how often do you check your emails? I bet you carry your phone at all times with you – like an accessory – so you are able to control emails and text messages. Where is the line between control and obsession?

Watch your kids! Make them call you every 5 minutes to tell you where they are and control their entire life. FaceTime, yippee! With the help of this application we now can know where our husbands actually are when they say that they have to work longer. Control people are everywhere, but mostly you will find them among those, who have powerful positions and are used to be responsible for other people as well. They control the work of others to make sure they at least know for what someone above them will chop their head off. Control people have problems whenever they think someone else, whom they could not entirely access, takes their life in their hands. Good example is the pilot. If you are a control freak, the worst thing that can happen to you is to sit in the middle of the cabin, with the sunshields down and the lights off so it looks as if it is dark night, and the turbulence is making the plane bumping without your control. Or if you are undergoing a surgery and the anesthetist is telling you that shortly you will fall into deep sleep. Those moments are awful, you can’t control the situation and it leaves you feeling helpless and lost and there is nothing you can do about it.


The second wisdom of the Shaolin Monks teaches us that: More…



An homage and tribute to Irma and Peggy, my source of inspiration and freedom

by Paolo Coelho from “11 minutes”

Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers.

One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him.
She invited the bird to fly with her, and the two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.
But then she thought: He might want to visit far-off mountains!
And she was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird.

And she thought: “I’m going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again.”
The bird, who was also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.

She looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said: “Now you have everything you could possibly want.”

However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she began to lose interest.

The bird, unable to fly and express the true meaning of his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid him any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning out his cage.

One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds.

If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized that what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.

Without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door.
“Why have you come?” she asked Death.
“So that you can fly once more with him across the sky,” Death replied.

“If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him ever more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again.”