ENGLISH: My daughter moved to Magdeburg for a Master degree in Environmental Psychology. I visited her..curious about what the new town was like, and who where the people she was living with in her newly found students’ flat. What social environment had she found for her?
Laura fetched me from the station and we walked home past the completely unfamiliar architecture of local churches through broad streets paved with neatly laid cobblestones. I was welcomed with a delicious dinner prepared by her flat mates, spicy and rich, self made falafel, nam bread, vegetable stew Indish style…and was received with an open attitude, interested faces, welcoming gestures, kindness…
I like Magdeburg: the combination of the mentioned broad streets, less illuminated by night than in other cities I know, several firm standing churches lining the Elbe river, the big parks with freshly planted trees at so many places, the presence of the river, its island, connecting both river sides and broadening the contact between land and water, visible signs of solidarity for common city projects (e.g. renovating a bridge) and huge buildings, abandoned that where part of the harbour’s flourishing economy back then…… The city offers space.
We cycled to the northern tip of the central island in the Elbe and sat down enjoying the autumn sun. I heard their noise first, their singing, rauque, goose like and different: cranes! Circling in the sky, shaping newly before choosing a direction to continue migrating….I started to cry…..just letting my tears flow, weeping …with them I let loose of all the tension in my body about the elections in the US, ..and the conversations we had around it, because of it….
I felt deep mourning over nature being dominated, domination systems seizing power over those that consider other lives matter, huge separation between people, between people and their nature…
The evening before during our shared dinner Laura’s flatmate had announced that he and his partner were expecting a baby, to be born next year, him being the first to-be-father among the flat mates and their small community. We applauded, we laughed, we congratulated and at the same time I was fearsome about the child’s future…I mentioned it later to my daughter and she confirmed, that although she would like to be a mother she might probably decide against it.
That confronted me with another consequence about social collapse foreseen in “Deep Adaptation” written by Jem Bendell tangible in my life. I so wish to prepare myself for being able to support, hold, mediate and mourn and contribute to life in ways that bring connection, love, meaning and mutual understanding besides the pain over lost and squandered posibilities of care and respect.
Hokusai says Look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says Look Forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat yourself
as long as it’s interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says every one of us is a child,
every one of us is ancient,
every one of us has a body.
He says every one of us is frightened.
He says every one of us has to find a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive –
shells, buildings, people, fish, mountains, trees.
Wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw, or write books.
It doesn’t matter if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your verandah or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
are life living through you.
Peace is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Look, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
– Roger Keyes
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