The Winding Pathway
Day 72 — Pilgrim's field notes
Wake-up feel: 6.
05:00. Mist rising from the fields between base camp and the forest. Exercises, then the packing began — what stays, what travels.
Root day until evening — the Moon's last hours in Capricorn. The packing, the sorting: root work, all of it. At 21h the Moon crosses into Aquarius. Tomorrow is a flower day.
The plan has settled: Monday, early, the road back to Gut Nisdorf.
A few hours with Julika. A few with Mattheo. Julika again tomorrow.
Twelve days. From Monday they run on the Baltic.
When I think of June 18, I see the winding pathway at Nisdorf — the Bodden and the reed fields on the left, the rapeseed fields and the rising sun on the right.
My thinking always searched for a yes or a no — this or that, black or white. All the mornings on that path, the eye found something else: shades of grey, of blue, of pink. Never two colours.
My thoughts are on that path — not on the one that goes around and around.
Seven places were on the table. The number was never the question. Now I am listening, the direction has been read. I am here to serve, with. The needs of the people who have been close to me all these years belong in this too.
Day 72 — Phase 11 — Thought — Gallbladder — Onyx — Ubuntu
Gut Nisdorf, Mecklenburg-Vorpommern, Baltic Coast
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