Wednesday, May 21, 2014
My writing from one year ago...
My writing from one year ago...
Day 9 -
Man muss wissen woher man kommt.
One car ride, three train
rides, one taxi ride, one ferry ride and much walking later...whew...bin ich
endlich in Helgoland. It sure is fun to mix languages together!
I departed Borken this
morning with the generous assistance of my aunt's cousin's husband, Friedl, a
man I had previously never met...unless I remember incorrectly. He is in his
80s and was nonetheless generous enough to wake up early and pick me up at 0530
am. I would like to be that type of person when I am in my 80s. As for now I
want to close out my 30s by putting my life completely in order. It is time
that I do so...and I certainly am working to do so.
While visiting Borken I
conducted a ritual to honor my mother's family lineage...a family I knew much
less about in comparison to my father's side. I learned much about my mother's
family, and about myself, in the last few days. Indeed, yesterday I returned to
my aunt's house and felt my head was positively full of information. It was a
bit overwhelming I must say.
As Pema Choedroen has noted
in her books...there is a certain wisdom in allowing your life that no longer
serves you to fall apart and slough away. There are times in life when we need
to experience a rebirth in every way that one can understand that term. I feel
that I am going through this now.
Helgoland is
beautiful...and foggy. And on my way on the ferry my heart skipped a few
beats...due to some fun surprises!
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