Early Morninglight of Equinox

Early awakening and celebrating a morning walking round may get solid foothold if grounded in exercising a new way of Being. Leaving the petty ego-world of painful ups and downs aside by letting go in serenity the time&space-bound rational consciousness with its “empire of reality”, its goal&value-oriented purposive actions, its logic of instrumentalism. Even its deadly concepts and definitions in language as a means to discover truth, communicate with, convince and control others. Benign is Silence.

Daring to jump into and exercise in a new way of Being, grounds in an Act of Faith. Hearing the Church Bell ringing may mean that new unknown opportunities present themselves. If the ringing does vibrate rhythmically in my Spiritual Heart - not disturbing my still dreamy head - the rhythm might extend and energize my spiritual body in an enjoyable way: yes, Here is the new day, which is offering you the chances you overlooked or spoiled or lost yesterday. Never Mind, just start afresh, get up now in one move and see what Aurora is bringing.

Among Aurora’s Gifts there was this Tower, the so called Hugenots Tower, standing in the hillforest watching over the riverside and the harbour-town. As a symbol of Gratitude for the Foundation of our Asylum Town of Karlshafen. The first sunbeams were hitting the Hugenot Cross, reflecting a golden star. Around it the golden glow and glimmer spread over the colouring autumn leaves. My eye fell on it by accident. So I went outside immediately to assist at this incredible scene. And while I still stood in awe, it had already vanished. There was one photo in my Lumix memory.

This evening, thanks to Mischa’ admonition, we held a little ceremony under our Guardian Oaktree in honour of the Equinox. With candlelights, a Mumble of Thanksgiving to our Silent Oaktree, which is keeping the Balance between Day & Night, Light & Darkness, so elementary for our small family, living our vulnerable lives and trying to invest new creative energies into the “Products” of the Oaktree Factory, the Oakhillside and the Wistful Oak. The ceremony closed with some dancesteps. Three flickering red candle lights are marking the Equinox around the Roots of our Guardian. We are grateful to tell about this Turning Point in Autumn. It also marks the newborn way in which Mischa is rediscovering her oppressed talent in drawing and sketching. Such a delight in hearing her enthusiastic reports, seeing the outcome on Flickr: golden sparkles sprouting and beaming out of a new way of Being.