a story? reality? a dream?

On the first gaze, her restaurant doesn't much differ from others. 

It is a restaurant, in which the ruling silence, balance and clarity adopt the guests – but there is something to be felt that cannot be put into words.

White tables and comfortable chairs invite to relax.

Big glass-fronts open the vision to the wideness of the lake and the mountains behind; the eternal snow blazes in the sunlight and sends its golden greetings.
Sometimes fog-veils fall down  into  the valley - hiding the mountains.
Sometimes, rain-swaths only allow seeing the bounding green  and the terrace.

Colors, probably color-swab measured, play a big role in this white purity.
They are attached to the walls as pictures, they stand distributed in flower-troughs and produce an independent oasis of relaxation for each table .
On the tables, enchantingly pleated napkins almost/already invite to meditate. Each of these oases is special in its different decoration.

People talk about - it is not only the lovingly prepared but relatively simple meal alone that invites.

How does she do this?
What is her secret?

Everyone, full of hecticness or overloads from her/his everyday-life, who enters, notices that they themselves are able to feel this silence, to their center - lovingly welcomed as if they were the only guest. Everyone is esteemed in his/ her peculiarity.

Each guest is welcomed by her - laying her hand between the visitor*s shoulder-leaves scarcely getting a knowing about this fast support - but the feeling.

She learned this so important gesture from one very great, very dear master, who showed her the possibility to go into her strength with this his support .

She was unselfishly allowed to her BEING by this dear one - no matter how (sorrowfully, merrily, laughing, crying,  in nightshirt, in highheels, barefoot ...)!
With his hand between her shoulder-leaves he taught her how to look back, to search, to seek, to quest, to release, to surrender – and how to jump into the river of life, how to become completely woman and after having integrated her inner divine husband and her inner divine wife, her inner child – all her inner persons -  to be a woman now.

Today she can pass this on to others.

She is fully present and nevertheless frees the area.

Today, a celebration was to be organized.
The tables were put together in a circle, the meal prepared.
Silence, stillness and joy dominated the area. No one of the co-workers knew anything about the pair - no guests  yet. The last movements were done, virtually meditative - they brightly smiled 

Since her beginning she confidently knew that he would come.

And then, the door rose, and he came in,  powerful and - wounded.
Everyone remained at their place, continuing  their activity.

Her heart opened still further as she was coming up to meet him. It was hard for her not to run. However, a long lasting training had schooled her to take the things as they were.

Shortly before he collapsed, she was with him, caught him and led him to the area that she had set up for herself. Helped him to put down himself , cleaned him. He fainted - with his last strength he had succeeded in coming.

no light burned so she lit one single candle, immediately a tender soft light beamed into the room.

She sat down on a chair and put her left palm on his. He finally was allowed to dump down - he already had done.
Infinite love flowed through her and her hand to him, through him and from him back to her. so he could become quite intact, safely got back the beauty at body and soul.

Was it important how long she sat there, how long he slept? Who cared about time?

The brightness in the area increased, enveloped the two ones. Until he opened his now clear eyes - his gaze merged with hers, his heart itself far opened enveloped her. Her open heart enveloped him with her eyes.
The joining had taken place.
He was there, he was, and she was there, she was - he is, and she is - both are.

And in the restaurant the guests celebrated, all had come .
It glittered and blinked in all colors of the rainbow! Everyone beamed his/her own light into it.

The two joined their friends* circle celebrating together this mystic wedding, the love, the joy, the light and the unity in divesity

After a while, he led her outside, his hand putting between her shoulder-leaves, deeply looking into her eyes, into her soul - and asked her: „My beloved one, is there anything I can do for you so that you are ...?“

Her heart did one of the popular extrasystoles - this was the only reaction. She deeply looked into his eyes, into his soul, completely merged with him by the eyes as he did with her: „My beloved one, is there anything I can do for you so that you are ...?“


And as they stood so as a complete unit,  the divine parents were heard:

"welcome back"

They had become one.

It had been the space - the time for their re-union.
They were „at home“. Their common task - regarding the true glory and infinite happiness of heavenly togetherness - could be done! .
They had entered the bridge between man and woman and had activated the creators’

living the truth of the space – the time

flowing from moment to moment to moment

In this world but not of this world.


the mystic marriage !!!!
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thank you from the bottom of my heart

that I was allowed to meet you – my friend

thank you for all things you taught me – just by being you

I love you so

wonderful one

Who taught me so much without teaching

Just your hand

Just your eyes

Just your being

Just your awareness in each and every moment

And the Pianos... thank you so much for this extraordinary present -

this welcome in your home

I love you so

The peace inside had to be felt before

the importance taken away

the balance is within

Will you please stay with me…

I feel you around

I feel you near

I AM here




in: about my experiences
in 2/2005