Yesterday, I ended the year with a shared meditation. It was beautiful, peaceful, focused. And shortly, I want to go to the sea for a little swim; it seems like a good start to me. I'm letting what I've experienced in the last few years and decades pass before my inner eye. I've lived in different places in different countries. It was exciting: different customs and traditions, languages, cultures, different sensory impressions, from nature and cuisine, to architecture, celebrations, etc. I...
As a teenager and student, I started meditating, and I still have vague memories of my first meditations from that time. Strength and calm, concentration – mostly at night. These were very special moments. I didn't do it often. As a student, I continued to meditate very irregularly. I remember some of these mostly 1-2 hour meditations as if they just happened. I always lacked the words (when I forced myself to name it, I reluctantly said transcendental), I…
For many years I've known I wanted to practice ‚yoga‘ but never got around to it. Similar to meditation, I didn't feel ready for it, or I was put off by Western esoteric forms that ultimately view both meditation and yoga as self-optimization. Meditation and yoga are philosophical, spiritual, and ultimately transcendent practices; overcoming one's self, opening oneself to a greater consciousness. All of this seems so clear now. My ‚study‘ of Indian philosophy is slowly taking shape...
Yesterday, I saw two millipedes mating. It was pretty much the most fascinating thing I've seen in a very long time. The creatures intertwined, rubbed, and courted each other. There was rhythm, devotion, entanglement. The two met by chance and after a few minutes, went their separate ways. An encounter. They were two life forms that united to create more life. A life. Today, I then read Deleuze's last...
Recently, I listened to a podcast about dreams and was once again very surprised. The head of the sleep lab in Mannheim says that anyone can train themselves to remember dreams. I can do that, so that's true. But what really surprises me is the reduction of dreams to the subconscious. Dreams, he says, merely use stronger images to alert us to something we are neglecting in our waking consciousness. A shame and sad, and at the same time telling, how pathetic this...
Today, I finally went to the Matrimandir for the first time. Six years ago, I had a guided tour, which is a prerequisite for going alone later. It also makes sense to have a general idea of what kind of place it is, how to behave there, and what would disturb others. During my Monday meditations in Zen-Kreis Bremen, I was often drawn here. It was a place of peace and strength. Sometimes it seemed as if it wanted to tell me something. Well, it has...
I've always resisted the word meditation. Much about it seemed suspect to me. At the same time, I've always practiced my own forms of meditation without calling them that, or without having learned them. For me, meditation includes: a.) contemplation, i.e., sinking into a thought and consciously tracing thought impulses on a topic, circling around it until the mental image becomes clearer and appears before the inner eye. b.) focusing on…
Last year, I participated in a Zen meditation circle. Less because I consider myself a Zen Buddhist, and more because I was seeking the quiet community to pursue my practice. During dokusan, I engaged with actively sensing my questions. I let go and left behind a lot. That was surprisingly easy. The ‚teacher‘ pointed out to me that the homelessness I am actively initiating is also a spiritual state. That was liberating. Instead of dedicating one's self to an identity...
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