Weaving Dreams

November 8, 2011

Let us look together onto the new world,
Let us scratch the crumbling window,
Let us peek behind it and see our future,
Let us recognize the rhythm of destiny,
And weave her strands together…

Let us dream with intention, boldly as never before
Let us create from the field beyond right and wrong
Let us listen to the flow of life and shape it with our imagination
Let us remember why we came her and forget that we can’t do it
Let us sing the song of our dreams and our future…

Together, forever, from now on…


From the world in-between

October 25, 2011

In between Earth and Sky
At the edge of waking and dream
Mixed between an underground layer and heavenly kingdom
On the virge between night and day
In between old and new worlds
At the edge where one second turns to another
Where night turns to day
Where angels and dragons shake hands
Where order and chaos play chess
Where clarity and confusion bow to each other and
Past meets future in the present

From these lands the pilgrim returns
Equipped yet with bare hands
Full of fear and trust
With a questionmark on his lips and commitment in his heart
Knowing all but the next step
Or perhaps just that or maybe not even…

But that somehow does not matter
As the stars are shining and the sun and moon are smiling
And the earth is laughing and the animals howling
And the heart is having a passionate love affair with the soul and the earth and perhaps with the entire cosmos…
The time is now to make a first step and to bring the news to the village
As best as he can.
The rest is a mystery…

The audience shaped by death and life itself
Just burns with a single question – What are you waiting for?

Magic Words

July 19, 2010

In the very earliest time,
when both people and animals lived on earth,
a person could become an animal if he wanted to
and an animal could become a human being.

Sometimes they were people
and sometimes animals
and there was no difference.

All spoke the same language.

That was the time when words were like magic.
The human mind had mysterious powers.

A word spoken by chance
might have strange consequences.

It would suddenly come alive
and what people wanted to happen could happen—
all you had to do was say it.

Nobody can explain this:
That’s the way it was.

~ Nalungiaq (Inuit)