This morning I went up the little path behind my house through the woods to reach the wide open. The snow powdered fields where still overcast but the sun finally made it through. Not more than a white dust covered the ground for the first time this winter. When the light intensified my mood rose with the enforced whiteness, my walk got winged as my spirit, the dark colours subsided with the upcoming light. How nice winter can be!
The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to. Carl Sandburg
The stacking of stones is a recent practice, and is probably due to buddhist monks stacking stones, as well, in the past. This practice is probably a form of worshipping, but it’s mainly a gesture of asking or wishing for good fortune to be bestowed on the stacker and his/her family. Each stone within the stack represents a particular wish and possibly, family member.
“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
― Yoko Ono
I am an idealist. I don’t know where I’m going but I’m on my way.
Abendlicher Waldweg nach Riebrau durch die Göhrde.
You will always be perfectly imperfect just the way you are, wherever you are. Instead of berating yourself for falling short, give yourself credit for making progress. Grow as you go. Let go of how things should be so you can see all the great possibilities in front of you. – Melchor Lim
“I`m not good at future planning. I don`t plan at all. I don`t know what I`m doing tomorrow. I don`t have a day planner and I don`t have a diary. I completely live in the now, not in the past, not in the future.” – Heath Ledger
Anthropogenic heathlands are maintained artificially by a combination of grazing and periodic burning, or mowing; if not so maintained, they are rapidly re-colonised by forest or woodland.
“…with a rush of feeling he felt that this must be happiness. As soon as the thought came to him, he fought it back, blaming the whiskey. The very idea was as dangerous as presumptive speech: happiness could not be sought or worried into being, or even fully grasped; it should be allowed its own slow pace so that it passes unnoticed, if it ever comes at all.” ― John McGahern
“A solid answer to everything is not necessary. Blurry concepts influence one to focus, but postulated clarity influences arrogance.” ― Criss Jami
“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.” ― Suzanne Collins
“A hard truth: that courage can be without meaning or impact, need not be rewarded, or even known. The world has not been made in that way. Perhaps, however, within the self there might come a resonance, the awareness of having done something difficult, of having done . . . something.” ― Guy Gavriel Kay
One of the most satisfying experiences I know is fully to appreciate an individual in the same way I appreciate a sunset. When I look at a sunset…I don’t find myself saying, ‘Soften the orange a little more on the right hand corner, and put a bit more purple along the base, and use a little more pink in the cloud color…’ I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch it with awe as it unfolds.- Carl R. Rogers
“Aunt Elizabeth said, ‘Do you expect to attend many balls, if I may ask?’ and I said, ‘Yes, when I am rich and famous.’ and Aunt Elizabeth said, ‘Yes, when the moon is made of green cheese.” ― L.M. Montgomery
When I revisit the area of Breeser Grund in the vast forest of Göhrde in Lower Saxony/Germany I feel as if I’m time traveling to an ancient age. Not only does the sudden wide open surprise me each time after having crossed through the tall woods, more astonishing is the change to a historic era so abruptly.
Maybe you wouldn’t notice your feeling of small disturbance the first time you come here, but one day it would struck you, too: indeed, this place is like a Jurassic Park for oaks. Most only the remains can be seen now. The old giants are dead and nearly gone. And – I guess – never to come back again. The giant oaks are gone forever here. Even though the area is marked and protected by law as a Natural Wood Area where forest industry and trade is prohibited, replanting of new oaks seems to be a futile endeavour.
Now in mid-February of 2014 temperatures are way too high for the season. The place should have been bitter cold and covered by snow these days. This week it was not only possible to go for a gentle long distance run but I had to get rid of my windbreaker to endure the continuous warm weather.
Call it a bit far-fetched thoughts about this place and time: But for me foretime and future came together when I strolled over the Breeser Grund and took the photographs of the fallen giants at this visit. I’d say, ghosts not only emerge from past times.
The ocean makes me feel really small and it makes me put my whole life into perspective… it humbles you and makes you feel almost like you’ve been baptized. I feel born again when I get out of the ocean Beyoncé Knowles
“When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely, Liz. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love