I sometimes wonder what the hell I'm doing here in Finland, but then I have these deep experiences. Most of the time I roam the city but just the possibility of being able to go out in the forest and being in nature makes up for all the hardship.
No pics but let me sum up how cool it was. ...last nights stay in the forest. Snow, silence, aloneness, birds, fog, fire, food, coldness, warmth, darkness, light, candlelight, rain[!], a phone-call with a girl in one of the most crowded place on earth [Manhattan NYC; note the contrast], chopping firewood, waking up "what the f*#k was that noise?!", dealing with fears, a snow-cover pine-top, a cliff looming up through the mist, snow on top of a snack turned into a snowball, ...
Even being alone in the forest I realized how dependent we humans are on each other. The ground is still cover with a thick layer of snow, impossible to get through without snowshoes. But a few weeks ago two women walked along the track with snowshoes, which they wrote in the guest-book of the shelter, and made the snow on the track just hard enough for me to walk there.
I followed some other people's track which let me to a small lake. When I crossed it I found myself totally surrounded by white light. Snow beneath my feet and fog all around. That was such a beautiful experience. I wasn't really sure if the ice would hold which made it even more intense. Surrender...
ありがとうございました
Arigatou gozaimashita
Saturday, March 27, 2010
33
When I turned 33, not so long ago, this Jack Johnson song popped up in my head. "3 is a magic number... lalala". And I realized (not only because of the song) that 3 is a very special number. Now, recently I read/listened to The Lost Symbol by Dan Brown. 33 is a returning number in the book. There's something very special indeed about this number. ...and about being 33 years of age. I can't really put my finger on what it means for me, but I believe it's a sign of some sort. But anyway here's some cool stuff from the book:
In the days of Pythagoras, six centuries before Christ, the tradition of numerology hailed the number 33 as the highest of all the Master Numbers. It was the most sacred figure, symbolizing Divine Truth. The tradition lived on within the Masons . . . and elsewhere. It was no coincidence that Christians were taught that Jesus was crucified at age thirty-three, despite no real historical evidence to that effect. Nor was it coincidence that Joseph was said to have been thirty-three when he married the Virgin Mary, or that Jesus accomplished thirty-three miracles, or that God’s name was mentioned thirty-three times in Genesis, or that, in Islam, all the dwellers of heaven were permanently thirty-three years old.
On the Newton Scale, the temperature of boiling water is thirty-three degrees. I remember asking my brother once why Newton chose that number. I mean, it seemed so random. Boiling water is the most fundamental alchemical process, and he chose thirty-three? Why not a hundred? Why not something more elegant? Peter explained that, to a mystic like Isaac Newton, there was no number more elegant than thirty-three.
नमस्ते
Namasté
In the days of Pythagoras, six centuries before Christ, the tradition of numerology hailed the number 33 as the highest of all the Master Numbers. It was the most sacred figure, symbolizing Divine Truth. The tradition lived on within the Masons . . . and elsewhere. It was no coincidence that Christians were taught that Jesus was crucified at age thirty-three, despite no real historical evidence to that effect. Nor was it coincidence that Joseph was said to have been thirty-three when he married the Virgin Mary, or that Jesus accomplished thirty-three miracles, or that God’s name was mentioned thirty-three times in Genesis, or that, in Islam, all the dwellers of heaven were permanently thirty-three years old.
On the Newton Scale, the temperature of boiling water is thirty-three degrees. I remember asking my brother once why Newton chose that number. I mean, it seemed so random. Boiling water is the most fundamental alchemical process, and he chose thirty-three? Why not a hundred? Why not something more elegant? Peter explained that, to a mystic like Isaac Newton, there was no number more elegant than thirty-three.
नमस्ते
Namasté
Monday, March 22, 2010
one stone
A human being is part of a whole, called by us the 'Universe', a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separated from the rest - a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circles of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in it's beauty.
Albert Einstein
Albert Einstein
אָמֵן | آمين
’Āmīn | Amen
’Āmīn | Amen
Friday, March 12, 2010
these are the days
There's nothing I enjoy and appreciate more than being with people I hold dear. My latest visit home was filled with such moments. This one was a highlight. Such a day that I felt perfectly happy. The last time I laughed so much was a few months before, spent with the same people...
ありがとうございました
Arigatou gozaimashita
Thursday, March 11, 2010
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