aus dem Leben eines Taugenichts
A beautiful summerday.
Today I went through the Eremitage.
A wonderfull romantic park with two castles
beautiful landscape and lovely things
to explore near of Bayreuth.
As I was a child, i read and loved
the story of
Freiherr Joseph von Eichendoff
Aus dem Leben eines Taugenichts.
I wanted to be like this guy.
open-minded,
no reasons for doing things.
Unpretentiousness
just being
like a flower,
like everything
what needs no explanations.
Just good for nothing.
Just being.
~
4 Kommentare:
Just being... that sounds nice. Do you think it is easier to "just be" when you are in a beautiful garden on a summer day like this one rather than an ugly old office building on a Monday morning? It must be.
No, I don´t think so.
Being, really being, is independent from outer circumstances.
I think about Dietrich Bonhoeffer, (a protestantic priest)
who died in the concentration camp near where I grew up:
KZ Flossenbürg
.
he wrote there:
The forces for good surround us in wonder,
They firm up our courage for what comes our way,
God's with us from dawn to the slumber of evening
The promise of love at the break of each day.
I don´t know, how it sounds really in the english translation, but it is a wonderfull text in german.
The KZ Flossenbürg is a very important place for me, too, in my live.
Even when it seems, that beautiful places must force our facilities for pure being, - there´s no prerequisite for Being and Nothing
Let us stay completly there, where ever we are.
"Being is independent from our outer circumstances." This makes sense. Perhaps meditation could help me understand this more deeply. I am going to yoga tonight. I will experiment with attentiveness to being and maybe this will translate when I come back home as well.
Bonhoeffer is a very familiar name to me. He is a great hero to many Christians I know and I have a number of his books on my shelf. The quote you wrote translates beautifully in English (I think!!).
Cheers Norbert,
Carmen
It remembers me to my first steps into Yoga. When I was 13 or 14 years old, I saw a book called the "Great illustrated Yoga book" by Swami Vishnudewananda. I tried to build the Hatha-figures by myself. I must have been funny :-)
Well, I didn´t understood much about the philosophy, but since this day I could not eat animals any longer.
I would be glad to hear about your experiences about meditation ...
Greetings, Norbert
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