This is my latest attempt to document my transition from Berlin to a Camphill Milton Keynes. Milton Keynes a land of concrete cows and round a'bouts. There is a concealed beauty within her mixture of sand and rocks.  It is here, where, I wish to learn and rediscover my light/dark, strengths/weakness along with an inner growth/death. 


My first lesson is to learn how to 'see' again. This lesson can be incoherent at times, leaving me with the feeling that I am not following a precise or sensible outline for my goals and achievements. I'm hoping for a sense of clarity, allowing an expansion of my whole being to reconnect with my placement in the world.  


Place is a word that can be quite expansive and with layered definitions.  This process of place and placement has become an obsession of metamorphosis with me. I have tried to understand it, but ended up just over thinking it. Now I build within my being sturdy bridge that links the old with the new, achievement with failure, action and stillness and lastly love with loss. 


All over the world we find nations, cultures and humans searching for security and stability. The indigenous tribes throughout the world had a heightened sense of awareness for place and placement, despite having to be forced into leaving on and going on to the next. It is only today, in our modern world, where people like me and many others are deliberately trying to find the missing piece of place. Or being to have the sense of it...

Our soul speaks a language of feelings and senses. I've been working to cultivate some of these feelings and senses in preparation for my renewal of community life and work within a Camphill Community.

 Last week, I attended a lecture on the 12 senses of the human being. These senses include: touch, sense of life or well being, self movement, smell, taste, vision, hearing, language, conceptual thought and sense of ego (I am). 




Let me know if this sounds interesting to you....

Paris Morning

Today I lay in Paris. After watching the sun set behind the Louvre. than making my way to the Eiffel Tower to watch it sparkler in the night. I came back to my host's house to be facebooked married to Sarah Nolen. I have met amazing, surprising people on this trip. I am finding out so much about my self and out about life. Paris is where any thing can happen. I enjoyed meeting Thron and Messica. Two mates that funny, crazy and good people. "Things are not as impossible as the seem."

Hej Hej

Some have the hardest time saying good bye. Others can just walk away with out a care in the world. While few say the show must go on. As for me, i am some where in between. I have picked up and left my family, friends, job, meow. All at the drop of a hat. Now again in my life, I must leave those i love. I should not think good bye but see you later. This weekend i have had to say a lot of good byes to people i love. others i say see you later. one i say i will see you on tomorrow to begin the travel of a life time. this trip has been more than a study abroad it has become my life. upon my return i am excited to see the few friends i have in portland. my father, the city that i have called home for the last 5 years. this december i will apply for internship through DIS. I will be done with college. what a thought.

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7:54

This morning. Today is my concluding ceremony. Yes, I have worked hard, never in my college career have I wrote so many papers and tests but now it is over.  This has been the best experience of my life. I have come to understand myself and the world around. (not completly) I have cried, loved, recieved love, laughed, fallen on my bike, cursed socialized medicine and incompentant doctors (who tell me that i may or may not have cancer) WTF. I have a family here in Danmark, who I love and will never forget. This has inspired me to apply for an internship through DIS. I am almost done with my studies at the university also. Now is the time. I miss all of you who follow this blog and my crazy life. 

Coffee and Milk

This is mole. He is a popular childrens character in Czech Republic. He is so cute, unlike the real thing. Today the sun is out for 14 hours or something  like that. I am going to the museum to finish a paper and than start another paper on German Queer Cinema.  Last night I went swimming with  the family and now my arm is so sore. Remember the bike accident. Yes I still am in fucking pain.  I must confess I like instant coffee. I should be shot. But never mind that kitties there is work to be done. 

Back in the Saddle

Today I must return back to my studies, after a long 3 week excurrison from Belgium, Italy, and Czech Republica. School is ending in one month and that means that I must figure out what the hell I am doing the rest of the time in Europe.

Waves of saddness have been blowing over me like sand on the beach. The cause is undetermined. Feeling less. Cut the belly of the bass.