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With my 75th birthday coming up The Autumn of My Years ( as Frank Sinatra sings) have truly arrived. Thinking about this while browsing through a bookshop I found this gem of a story.

The story is based on an Athabascan Indian legend passed along for many generations from mothers to daughters of the upper Yukon River area in Alaska.

Two Old Women are left behind by their People as they are starving from hunger and feel they can not longer sustain them.

Ch’idzigyaak and Sa’ – 80 and 75 years old – are shocked and very angry by this, but after a few days they come to a decision. They are going to make an efford to survive.

Their motto : Let us die trying!”

What follows is this absolutely amazing story of relying on their intuition and survival experiences learned when they were young. They set out for a place they remember having a lot of wild animals and take more then two weeks to get there facing the long Polar night, low temperatures and incredible physical hardship.making snowshoes

Making snowshoes

                                Arriving at their new Camp

What is needed to survive and prepare for the coming winter in the short summer is byond believing. But their physical  condition improves considerably in the process and they manage to supply themselves with an abundance of extra food for their second winter.

The People meanwhile are on the brink of death. Guilt and sorrow caused by their decision to have left The Old Ones undermines the morale and finally the Counsel decides that – having discovered that The Old Women have moved and might have survived – send out their Trackers to find them. They do and – after tough negociations dominated by fear by The Two –  The People are allowed to settle close by under strick regulations. Thanks to the Old Womens supplies the People survive.

The lessons learned by The People : You better respect and learn from The Old Ones instead of discarding them..as they have the Knowlegde, Wisdom and Patience.

Thank you Ch’idzigyaak and Sa’ for giving me Hope and Inspiration and I promise you now :

 ” I will  die trying”   and like you both  ” die a truly happy Old Woman”  

exactly the way your Story ends.

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Where to start with my magical New Zealand experiences?  Had no idea so nothing happened.

But you know, one of the inspiring ideas I picked up was that almost every New Zealander uses its garden and flowerpots as vegetable & herb garden.

 Few flowers or bushes.

Parsely

Potatoes

Just go outside to get some salad, tomatoes and beans for dinner!

… So here  my small balcony vegetable and herb garden

… with carrots, radishes and salad…

Whyever not ?

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We go to the other side of this our world to see our family and friends.
It has been too long.  But…..
Samwise lives here

Will I meet Sam in Hobbiton ? 

Ofcourse I will. The Lord of the Rings Saga country is New Zeeland.     

But she will miss Firnjen

 

 

Will I meet Eragon and Saphira again ?

When they left Alagaësia for good, I am certain they went to New Zeeland.Where else can they raise the small new hatchling dragons in peace and quiet ?

 

Like this one

 

Will I find some labyrinths ?  If not.. I will just make some myself. 

 

 

 

Am I forgetting my Siberian Huskies ?

Ch. Alaskans Babiche of Anadyr

 

Ofcourse not ! I will find them !

He got me home

 

 

 

  

Here is my Babiche..   he loved to show himself.. a joy.. and he always got me safely home!

And Last but not least… 

…hope to find a I.O.O.F. “Odd Fellows” Lodge and experience fellowship and reflexion – just like at home – with my Rebekkah Sisters.

Facebook, Email or regular post… you will hear from me somewhere somehow !

 

 

 

 

 

 

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So  many times you say it in thought.  When the 6th of June arrives again :   “Thank you that you came… for me.”

But then comes the day you have to go there.  To stand with your bare feet in the sand on the beaches of Omaha, Gold, Juno, Utah and Sword.   Trying to visualize how it must have been that early morning at sunrise.  The immense fleet.. these thousands and thousands of young men storming those beaches. Their courage… their fear… their lives…

To face my own nightmares that will come again…

From behind that horizon ..little one … they came… for you..

Omaha Beach

Deep in thought you walk between the magnificiently maintained cemetairy behind Omaha Beach. You read names. You read how young … how old they were.  Davidsstarts on many a cross.

“Here rests our Honoured Comrade in Arms.  His Name known only to God”. Here too I leave a small pineapplecone.  My hand rests on his cross  and   my   Thank You leaves my soul.

On the German Cemetairy young people too. Names unknown… 16.. 17 years old.   ” What choice did you have ?” I ask them. ” What was your fear watching this immense fleet coming towards you?”

Chartres Cathedral was dark and empty.  The Labyrinth movingly beautiful and ancient.

I walked it… and after an hour… walked it again. Then – finally – peace came into my soul .. and I knew the nightmares would end.

Yes, I went to those beaches and many small stones  and shells  found their place in a basket at home. My monument for them all..

“Thanks you that you came. For me. Sothat I could live my life in freedom and peace”.

My Thank You…


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Fascinated as I am by Labyrinths, Standing Stones and Stonecircles you will find everywhere in our Good Old Europe, I thought it time to experience our own ancient Stone Monuments.  Our Dolmens. Our Province Drenthe alone has 54 of them.

As it happend I felt the need to have some time on my own somewhere in the wilderness. Creating some distance between myself and an issue I could not get out of my system.  No TV, Computer, Newspaper and Music. Just reading, reflection and silence.

So off we went, Sarah and me. To a lovely B&B in Gieten. On our way up I just  hopped into our postoffice annex bookstore to mail a parcel.  A book “The White Army. Knight Templar for eternity” caught my eye. Oh well, let’s take it along…

“Go find a lonely place in Drenthe”, the writer advised. “Leave TV and computer off. Go back to your Inner Self. Work through the proces as I describe in this book and see how it will work out for you in your life. How trusting your intuïtion will make synchronicity happen. Like I am convinced the Knights Templar lived by and got their power and inner strength  from.”

Talk about synchronicity … I already found myself right there when I read this… and yes, I did just that.

Dolmens are impressive monuments.  They lack energy but give you peace and quiet. Take you back thousands of years.

The fields of burial mounds breath  serenity and love.

The energy I brought homewith me still amazes me. Priorities and targets took a spectacular turn.  And with it came the dedication and energy to make it happen.

“Be like me Els ” this beautiful tree wispered to me.

“Stand with your roots firm into the soil.  You are and will  get damaged in life.  Like me.  You have and l will encounter big immovable stones on your way.  Like me.  Do not worry about it. I  do not. Enjoy the moment. Enjoy Life. Like  me”.

Lifting my arms up towards the  heavens I did.

And guess what ? I did find a small labyrinth !

Hidden in a shadowy corner of the museum. On a poster next to  a beautiful sculpture made by this artist.

Next year March we go to another secluded place. Sarah and me. That is for sure.


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