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"How can you prepare yourself for something new to come?" - The Tarot card insinuated.

Greetings,
Me, myself and I

Mountain Hermitage

Friends of all the world, scences and virtues!

This year, I invite you for a birthday month of reunion, celebration and friendship. Come, visit me in Freiburg and let's connect in style, reaching for the treasures of these beautiful lands.

Honestly and from my heart, I do think it is an excellent idea to go fasting in the mountains for a few days. Be it juice, spring water or raw food for some of the candidates, breathing in nature and being in peace with our consumption is just the reset, we need from time to time.

To explore a bit more as friends, I invite you to come with me to the holy lands and set your tent next to the river. Join me on this voyage into the truth of hearts.

This year for the very first time, we will unite as a group and do our fasting together. For this we are going to host ourselves in an amazing dome of holy geometry, which happens to have a fire stove inside. We are going to stretch, pray, swim, drum, sing, sweat and play. We will breathe and reconnect in awe with the deepest love for  ourselves. The frickin' face of Mother Nature just awaits us, her lips eager to kiss our souls.

Please feel humbly invited to join the Fasting in Nature April 9th - 13th Kandel Mountain, Freiburg, Germany. There will be spaces to collaborate with the arts, professions and intentions.

You should bring a sleeping bag, isolation matress, tent, pillow headlamps, warm clothes, musical instruments, blindfold and between 180 - 240 Euros contribution for the costs of the space and fasting juices. The closest train station is Freiburg im Breisgau, the closest airport Basel, Stuttgart or Frankfurt.

Yeah, like the wind shakes the leaves,
like beasts transform into men,
the valley seizes to birth her heavenly commands.

The Earth is full of boons,
we should first cleanse, sow, then harvest. Before the moons,
- she reminds me to stay humble -,
rushes off into unforeseeable times.
And with her ... .

We should all walk high,
with legs on fire,
kiss her - I mean the sky -,
and still our desire
for deep prayer, connection, truth and clarity.

Friend, come as you are!
Give yourselves some charity ;-)

For more infos get in touch please. Either by phone or baumtribe@web.de

With much love and all the good wishes,
The Entourage

Gedichte von der Insel / Island poetry

In mir bewegen sich Welten, Wellen.
Ganze Berge reisen in mir vor sich hin.
Die Wolken meiner Existenz werfen exquisite Schatten
und ich bin betört von der Schönheit meines eigenen Versagen.
Wieder einmal schleudert mich das pure Angesicht der Erde
zurück auf meine Füße und
ich schwitze unter ihrem Blick,
ohne die meine Arme zu erheben,
so als könnte ich ihr doch etwas anbieten -
einen Dienst, eine Tat, mein Vergehen.

Wieviel Kraft es mich kostet,
so einfach zu leben,
wie jene Menschen.
Sie arbeiten, indem sie pflanzen und ernten und kochen.
All ihre Entschlossenheit fließt in diesen, kleinen Ort.
Wie oft sprach ich schon von meiner Bewunderung für sie.
Sie sind ein gänzlich unerreichbares Ideal
und doch komme komme ich ihnen von Zeit zu Zeit nahe,
nur um zu merken,
ich bin nicht wie sie.
Ich bin der Teufel auf zwei Beinen,
meine zarten Philosophenhände umfassen die steinerne Schale
klaren Weihwassers.

Als ob ich stetig um Hilfe schrie,
so komme ich mir vor.
Nur der Respekt vor jenen Höchsten,
welche unsere Gesellschaft als so arm erachtet
lässt mich hoffen in meinen Qualen;
und das obwohl ich weiß, dass
ich heute nicht sein kann wie sie.

Doch hoffentlich lerne ich,
mich selbst zu lieben,
denn allein
bin ich nicht.

german poetry illustrated by pictures from time spent on the island of La Palma / Canaries, Feb 2019

Calm Heart

Winter is such a beautiful time of the year.
To my newborn son I always smile and say: "Let's go out and visit Father Forst! He is finally here."

When the tips of the thorny Ilex leaves are covered in icy snow,
like millions of decorated christmas balls,

my psyche retreats shyly in silence,
and I am left with my emotional show of Why and How.

Therefore, why am I here?
Last year in July, I finished my Master of Arts in Interdisciplinary Anthropology - whilst writing my major thesis about a wolf, who ran through Germany. That wolf was finally shot around the corner from where I live in the Black Forest - La Selva Negra!
(Download-Link for the thesis in german - https://erdbewegung.org/human-animal-studies/)

These days, when I am walking past the icy, snowy Ilex leaves, I remember that little boy at the age of six, who I have once been. My God, blessed be he. It's ok. Calm Heart.

Big blessing also to all of you,
Your Entourage

The merry of summer, the end of the slumber

It is time again; to die.

My life is somewhat like a permanent stay in the lion's den, where one must feel fear to dare further, further, further. My neck is already bleeding; the she lion bites me every day. That bitch, who saved my life is the incarnation of a dream. That horrific time spent  in the brazilian amazon jungle showed me a soul field of burned spiritual earth, which waited to be replanted with children of love. Books, music, culture. Freiburg took my Rainbow away, I took it's love away; tried to cage it in, handled it carefully, learned to receive it's treacherous curse, which I had fled for years. I didn't find my self - I became something far away from "my" self. We are it and the one who speaks is nothing but a representation of society's depression; but healing slowly, truly and trustingly.

I am nobody. We are the Organism(s); we are the lion's den. Do you dare?

It is time again; to live. We are free

With much of love from the Freiburg World

Borders

B O R D E R S

Once, I wrote about fences, today I am writing about borders.

Living with other people, one is faced living with differences, differentiations and possibly difficulties. It might be oneself, who feels different form others or the other way around. The neighbors, the parents, siblings, friends or society as a whole express - and sometimes impose like movie - a way, which can be alienating at times. On the other side, greater tasks like living in a complex social and material dream, can only be met by just this diversity of character, archetype, homo this and homo that. Some are talking about a division of labour, some call it the kaleidoscope of (wo)men. If one is allowed to exist as an individual today, is even encouraged to do so, one can also choose his or her own borders of social contact, physical commitment or self imposed isolation of all that which might provoke influence over own's life / death: thought, diet, hygiene, sleep, communication and reproduction. There are not so many buttons to push actually. In their combination ..., of course another (love) story. So what are the borders of an individual? Which are the ones of a collective and which purpose do they fulfill? (There will be no answers, if anyone is expecting any.)

Is the human “I” negotiating with its existence as an organic self; a human instead of a machine, an animal, an animation or a thing? Let's ask Gesa Lindamann or Bruno Latour about it. Let's ask God
or the gods.A border differentiates one thing, state, being, attitude, feeling, belief or action from another. If there is only one “I” and then there is I and a million ifs, thats and this', which can be bordered with. Maybe the story ends here: What if the I chooses no borders to interact with. Can I choose so and still be? To choose is to choose for something, a debate which fascinates philosophical thought since intellectual ages and has spawned interesting theories, which are only proving one motivation. To feel this or that way, to think this or that, to act this or that way. The pursuit of happiness fulfilled in the requiem for a dream, which leads to addiction of thought and death. Booohoooo.

Let us make love now. The “I” chooses to be with another “I”. This is called “I and I” and can contain many “Is”, not only two. Maybe to communicate is to love. It can be a jealous, manipulating, lecturing, singing, complimenting, feeling, telepathic, unsure, spontaneous, true love, but it is done in an effort and no guarantee to be received. Kind of like art. Communication can not be calculated with, even though western / some of many (what is western, if one is located in India, Germany or Brazil) thought(s) tries to prove otherwise by promoting a never satisfying linguistic consolidation in cultural and natural sciences. Nevertheless, by communicating with another, an attempt to synchronize with other “Is” can be done. In this process and also because it is so utterly complicated and easily to be misunderstood, judged upon and just not received well or actually effortless achieved, if one applies effort, pre-existing borders of the “Is” are ultimately played with, fused and transformed into new “I and I” borders. Some walk these borders, some protect them, some paint little pictures on them, others leave them again, some feel save inside of them, others attack them, some overstep them, a few try to prove them, some do not feel them, others are expanding them, there are “I and Is”, who/which try to synchronize them. To do what? Make love, of course ;-).

Have a great time and listen as well as you talk!

Your Entourage

The creator of this blog did not create this video or helped creating it, it is the project of a friend Dimitri Basil and others

B O R D E R S

The Moon Mountain

What can I say? Maybe that my life is happening to me?

I am living through an intense personal shift at the moment. Do you, too? I am curious and in awe. I am feeling out my own roots and am taking these steps together with other people, who are just doing one thing: To take the steps together. Let's start walking and see what will happen. Txai puke duake.

Looking at the picture above, I am remembering that evening a few months ago. I had sung at sunset. For the mountains, my own happiness and all that can be sung for. Later I had had a good dinner with some friends, I am also blessed to work with. One of them, a very talented photographer named Hansi (www.hansiheckmair.com) took this picture for me on a bright moon.

If you are experiencing "out of the normal" sequences in your life right now, know that you are not alone.

All the love,
Your Entourage