The feather OR The mystery of the world

I love it. I love it. I love it.
A puff freezed in a frame. A visible glimpse of lightness.

This pic is from Frog and the Well and reminds me of a few lines of an incredible book I could read again and again (and I do it). It's "Die Aufzeichnungen des Pudels Ali" ("Memories of the Poodle Ali") from Wolfdietrich Schnurre.
He says about the theme feather:
"...habe sie mit einem Seidenfaden an der Decke befestigt. Oh der Sensibilität, mit der sie nun jeden Lufthauch vermeldet!"
("...have it sticked on ceiling with a silk filament. Oh what a sensibility with which it displays every breath of air.")

What moves you?

Yesterday I went to Munich my first time. I haven't seen so much, because I visited the Tollwood-Festival in Olympia Park in the afternoon after Lunch in ...(one moment please, I forgot the name), photo tour in the Hofbräuhaus, walking in the Englischer Garten, drinking non alkoholic beer, and listen to a brass band that was sitting in the chinese tower.
To cut it short what I want to say is about this board I've found there. It's part of a small exhibition of famous personalities in reply to the question of 'What moves me'. Most interesting for me were the answers from the festival visitors. There you can find following answers for example:
- my legs
- music
- friendship
- Pia
- school is stupid
- environment
- humans
- catastrophes
- running
- to blade
- love
- summer
- the youth of today
- everything and nothing
- laugh
- absolutely nothing
- god
- mum
- solidarity

And what moves you?


 

The bird

 

That is not the bird I mean. It's only a blackbird in front of my house. On the Backside of my house grows a big tree. He is beautiful. He has loads of green leafs and long flexible branches. He is always dancing. He's flirting with the wind, beckoning the clouds, painting my room with dancing sun spots and a big fat friend of the sun.
Yesterday after thunderstorms a wonderful light was in the top of my tree. I lounge around on my sofa just looking outside. Then a big bird like a falcon came flying and sat down right in this web of light. It was a special one and I couldn't say for sure, what it was. I went to fetch my camera and then the bird was gone. I was waiting a good while and went on my balcony, because there was suddenly a lust for snapping a bird. So I've got this. Just a blackbird.

 

where the beauty really is

What water does is absolutely fascinating. In many respects. I'm always astonished about the light playing like in the video. But what is it exactly? It's not the water and not the sun itself. It exists only as a reflection of a reflection. So it's pretty unreal, isn't it? Unreal but undeniable useful, because it's beautiful.

Does this make sense for you? Take care, also words exist only between the humans. Let's hope they are always beautiful, as well. Same as love arises only between the things, fills the interspace, is the space.

I guess, we should spend more concentration on the space and in the stillness of beauty.

sun's tickling of waves

I want to reinforce my settled intention to find and bless the peerless playing of our dearly beloved sun.

Video shows sun's tickling of waves in the nearly parched river Ilm in Weimar.

Time for listening

I haven't anything to say any longer. I told you and me everything, which I've struggled for. I told my stories, that I told myself over and over again and I asked all my questions. By asking you as my invisible audience I was asking myself for real and I've got answers. This was the real essence of sunfleckr - a good working platform to find out a little bit more about me.

Now (that means from the beginning of this year) it's my time to listen. Everywhere I find springs of smart thoughts and (possibly more important) possibilities to express some people’s better running relationship to themselves in words. People create a new way to think - a new world of thinking, feeling and being. (Oh, now I'm afraid, it sounds too lofty... I hope not.)

Some people in my life are struggling with facebook and all the other social networks. With stuff like that we will running a risk to lose in artificial relationships, lost our last natural connection to reality and nature and health and give all of our personal dates to an unseen monopole to control us perfectly.

However, there is also so much positive action you can experience. It's incredible and gives hope. One example is "Frog and the well" on facebook. He is really wise and funny and I love his pictures and his point of view.

PS: Not everything changes of course. I'm still looking for sun spots and the little ordinary things in my environment. Still beeing astonished, but a little bit more thankful.