… so far, so?
In short, I would describe myself as someone who knows a little about a lot of things.
Who am I?
The philosophy of The Tao talks about the ‘innate nature’ of beings and things. On the path of discovering one’s self, this question arises, inevitably: “What is my innate nature?”
I found the less I think, evaluate or judge myself, the more I reduce wishful thinking, self‑criticism and comparing myself with others, the closer I approach my innate nature. How do I know? Because I believe, I have been very close, and it felt great. Great? A sense of lightness, quiet joy, peace and nothing needs to be done.
The outcomes of my excogitations have sedimented from the fermentation of many ingredients brewing in my head, gathered by life’s experience and its challenges keep agitating this concoction.
Sometimes, life was in charge and sometimes I believe, it was my choice. Due to the high gain of my sensory faculties, I have felt deeply and absorbed ample of memories. Evidently, this supplied my mind with the courage to meander along uncommon and unknown paths; it increased the openness to accept non‑conforming conclusions and fostered the skill to express them with confidence.
My inspirations for writing arrive from a realm of freedom and nothingness. It finds and absorbs me. Why me? The answer has not reached me, yet. All that you see here comes from there. When inspiration stops and my keen mind wants to continue all excited, I stop and wait, until this other space opens, again.
While reading, you may wonder: “Where is he coming from?” or: “Where is he from?” Both are portentous questions. I am born in Germany, but, this may not be the answer you were expecting.
There could be another question, likely to cross your mind: “Is his mind okay?” And, I won’t argue with you. Someone formulated a strikingly simple definition for intelligence: “If you agree with me, you are!” I am not applying this now, by no means, honestly.
What I am presenting here, may sometimes not agree with your understanding of matters and things, nor with the postulates of science or domineering Weltanschauung. Vive la difference. And so be it.
Much has been talked and written about the mind and the heart, what they are in a physiological sense and what the difference between them is on an emotional level and which would be the more important of the two. How academic.
Here is a cunningly poignant answer:
“The mind thinks, it is. The heart knows, it does not matter.”
The timeline shows when subjects of learning arrived in my life; at least those, which I can name. Indubitably, many have passed me by, unnoticed. Some stayed, for long or ever since.
1945 — Enter into the three-dimensional world
1952 — School (exposure to absolute power)
1956 — Pastor Köhnlein (my adult role model)
1962 — Classic Music (discovery of beauty of sound)
1963 — Girls (discovery of …)
1970 — Bachelor of Ingeneering (sense of achievement)
1979 — Heuristics (conscious and subconscious mind work)
1986 — Shiatzu and Tai Kyoku Ken (magic)
1988 — India (first experience of an old culture)
1990 — Master of Arts
_________(expansion of me, finding like-minded others)
1991 — North American Indians (practical magic)
_________in particular: Hopi, Seneca-Wolf and Navaho.
1992 — Dancing (change of belief for a non-dancer)
_________from Ghana, India and Latin America
1993 — Rebirthing (entering deeply into the subconscious)
2000 — India (second experience of an old culture)
2003 — Young people with disabilities (… and be happy)
2008 — Vanuatu (contentment and gentle happiness)
2010 — Growing older (illnesses, debilitations, age?)
2014 — The Form Reality Practice (return to my inner side)
2016 — Age (increasing physical and mental debilitation,
_________learning to live with it, this is not the end!)
24 October 2017
Here is more about me as a writer A Writer’s Biography
… and where I am coming from Art of Asking
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