Since I have been in Europe, I have found that I rely on Facebook. Keeping connections with old friends, making connections with new friends while traveling. And… sometimes…staying grounded with the good words that are shared by friends. Here are a few that touched me lately… a woman who was in my sorority in college posted yesterday, simply… “make peace with yourself.” And today I read from Stephanie Jupiter, a friend from New Orleans and doctor, healer, spiritual leader…”Remember it is absolutely ok to love all People. Loving them does not mean you overlook negative habits, it means you 100% accept them for who and where they are in their journey of life. Keep in mind what you put out is what you get back. Tomorrow is Fully Accept Yourself and Others Day. Embrace it and let me know what you experience. ” It seems that these message are good keys to unlocking something within myself… and that somewhere… making peace with myself lives in making peace with the world around me… the new adventures of Germany as well as the friends, family and connections of home.
I feel foreign here in Germany. Not just Germany, but Wettenbostel. And it’s not a good or bad or right or wrong thing… but somehow… unlimited. Somewhere in the space of spending time with the folks who live and visit here, cleaning rooms, cooking a little food… and extending myself with new people, new experiences… it seems I am waking up something new in me. It feels like, I don’t know… plenty. This is connected to being someplace truly new… where there is a different beat. Where people don’t always speak my language… and where you can have a conversation about driving to Africa… as it only takes three days. Two days if you “don’t stop to pee”… as I was told. Finding and exploring that balance between my time.. walking barefoot around the grounds, feeling myself and the feet connected to the earth… and taking a leap…and spending time with others.. even if it’s a small leap to have a conversation with someone who might seem different or unusual to me or with whom I feel uncertain.
Last night we had a little fun welcoming a visitor and old friend of the Seminar Haus. In typical Wettenbostel form, he came by to hang out, talk, laugh and drink some beer. Rather than a hot tub this evening, they opted for a fire. I joined for a bit… enjoying the warmth of the fire. We listened to music from mostly European musicians which was a refreshing change from hearing so much American music. It was great to hear sounds with foreign words with welcoming beats and experience a little bit more of Europe through the expression of music. And Germans sing and play Reggae… who knew?
Today is a cool day with a light mist creeping through the air. I took a walk in my bare feet this morning and felt the coolness of the grass tickling my toes. It seems that something new is coming. I can’t say what it is… but there is something stirring… somewhere in the simple rhythm of being in Wettenbostel. The walking on the land, the beating of the drum, the being in the day. Simple pleasures… and new rhythms.
Gypsy Woman 
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