<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:37:05.999+02:00</updated><category term='Abundance'/><title type='text'>bri and bram online</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-7451217267541746155</id><published>2009-08-12T10:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:48:20.154+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Volljährig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/SoKP1kQg2bI/AAAAAAAAHsI/DN8d99l6e2Q/s1600-h/Bild-01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369011856207829426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/SoKP1kQg2bI/AAAAAAAAHsI/DN8d99l6e2Q/s320/Bild-01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bri sagt, heute bin ich volljährig!&lt;br /&gt;So much ideas, emotions and feelings have encompassed me lately and I do not think that they all have anything to do with my birthday or age. It all started when I remembered that our first house was a blue house, too and I went searching for old photographs to sort and send to Drachenfänger and that was enhanced this morning by a song from Queen in the radio: Its magic. That song always reminds me of my children in their formative years. And all of this lets me go back and feel! Feel who I was, my children, my partner and how we were formed throughout life.&lt;br /&gt;Drachenfänger goes Asia again and memory lets me feel how we were at THAT time with Kugelfisch and Schildkrötenhals - how we all changed - individually and as a group - since even such a relatively short time - or did we?&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course we did. How many different aspects of ourselfes did we live in our lifes, aspects we did not even know we encumbered. How many lifes did we live in one lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;But the more important question is: how many aspects did we lose in the process due to certain circumstances - aspects we put way back in our mind because they did not seem to serve a purpose at the time, because it hurt or produced a sad or a severely fearful memory. Except those memories are part of us and are a missing link. I finally understand now why those aspects must be saved and again integrated to make me whole. Everytime I feel not loved, misundeerstood, alone - that is the time to look for the missing aspects and feel them again in order to heal and release the negative (because there is really no negative) and integrate once more to be I AM THAT I AM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-7451217267541746155?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/7451217267541746155/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=7451217267541746155' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/7451217267541746155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/7451217267541746155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2009/08/volljahrig.html' title='Volljährig'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/SoKP1kQg2bI/AAAAAAAAHsI/DN8d99l6e2Q/s72-c/Bild-01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-6669211139826142143</id><published>2009-07-20T11:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:30:24.457+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Experience</title><content type='html'>Hi, Bri here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it is about time that I woke up from my jetlag and give you my inpressions of our completely new type of vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving in Frankfurt the day before our flight to D.C. (we wanted to do the Vorabend check in), We found out that United does not do that sort of thing. We went back to our hotel with luggage to get a good nights sleep. The check in the next morning was okay exept we had to wait to find out where we would sit. We did get seats that were comfortable because we had leg room and the flight was uneventful. On arrival we got our rental car, set up our TOMTOM and drove to our hotel, found a deli and ate real hot Pastami sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day2: waited for the arrival of Lynn, Pete, and Jason. Had beakfast with them at IHOPS and wanted to meet them in D.C. . Since that failed we set out to buy an umbrella and see the city on our own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day3: Took a slow drive down to Virginia Beach, Thanks to my TOMTOM which gave us the best route to take. Found the blue house with no problem. Then the world turned around. Geetings as usual. I was handed a piece of paper (a verse from the bibel). I had to read it at the ceremony, Okay; I studied it and read it several times. I was ready. Arrival of L,P,J later that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day4: Now it gets interesting. Pickup our daughter in Norfolk went to the blue house and waited for the arrival of the last 2 guests. In the evening the group drove to the so called strip. We walked the strip, bought a Hat (Southern Sweetheart) for Bram, Bought Salt water taffee, and ended up in a bar where they serve oysters. I think we got home at midnight. It was fun but very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day5: The wedding day. The first thing to say is that this day was going to be the hottest day so far. The next thing is that the men were "required" to wear ties. The men got ready, the women got ready, Schildkrötenhals got ready, the justice of the peace arrived, The terrasse was cleaned, the bride (kugelfisch) got ready. The ceremony started and although a few small bluppers popped up it was a beautiful event. The bride and groom were glowing the entire time, Both families were proud and as for our family it was special to see the 4 of us together and enjoying the family as it grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day6: Good bye to Kugelfisches family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: good bye to drachenfängers family. We took our daughter to the airport in Norfolk ans set off on our real relaxing vacation. It took us to Charlottesville,VA, Bristol,VA, Asheville, NC, Rocky Mount,NC, Nags Head,NC (beautiful beach and houses to wish for, and a very relaxing 3 days that was worth every minute we were there), and then back to Virginia Beach to celebrate the 4th of Juli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the journey back home read the second paragraph, it was basically the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who enjoy pictures check out &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/esfolgt"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/esfolgt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vacation is over. Both bram and I went thru a lot of emotions, especially before and during the ceremony. The thing that we did not imagine came out very slowly, but it did get on the table. Or it will be on the table in about 6 months. It will be our Number 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will definitely be back there in the future, in the mean time the 3 and1/2 will do some growing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my story in a nut shell.&lt;br /&gt;I did not tell you about the tears that came to me or about the times I choked with emotion, but I'm sure those who know me noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-6669211139826142143?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/6669211139826142143/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=6669211139826142143' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/6669211139826142143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/6669211139826142143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2009/07/vacation-experience.html' title='Vacation Experience'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-856302623974402732</id><published>2009-07-12T17:37:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:21:50.374+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12. Juli 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nach unserem letzen USA Besuch hatten wir uns eigentlich vorgenommen, nicht so schnell wieder dort hin zu reisen. Wie der vorangegangene Blog aber gezeigt hat, hat uns Drachenfänger mit seiner Entscheidung mit seiner neuen Familie in die USA auszuwandern, diesen Zahn gezogen. Als wir zu hören bekamen, dass eine Hochzeit zwischen Drachenfänger und Kugelfisch stattfinden sollte, wurde wiederum jenen der Zahn gezogen, dass sie diesen "Event" alleine in aller Stille zelebrieren konnten. Beide Elternparteien, sowie beide Schwestern und Freunde hatten nichts besseres zu tun als schnellstens Flüge zu buchen und ihr neues Heim zu bevölkern um DABEI zu sein. Ebenfalls dabei die 3 aus SF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es war eine wunderschöne Hochzeit mit sehr viel Emotionen. Die Bilder davon sind in picasa zu bewundern. Es gäbe vie darüber zu berichten aber das würde den Rahmen hier sprengen. Jeder von uns wird seine eigenen Erinnerungen daran hegen und pflegen, besonders wenn wir immer mal wieder die vielen Bilder betrachten. Bri nd Bram entschieden sich, noch ein wenig herum zu reisen und einen völlig anderen Teil der USA kennen zu lernen. Auch das war schön, interessant und auch manchmal emotional. Nachfolgend aber zeigt einen Moment in Brams Erleben, den sie wohl nicht vergessen wird und zwar den&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERY SPECIAL DANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqaZhaxP7Oc&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eqaZhaxP7Oc&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child so full of innocents and love (just right at that moment)&lt;br /&gt;representing a peaceful world that does not need a comment&lt;br /&gt;showing an other generation&lt;br /&gt;what is considered real  elation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dance a dance of the heart and hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;nothing in the world then seems amiss,&lt;br /&gt;lets a Grandother melt into happiness&lt;br /&gt;lets her EXCEPT  the MOMENT - no more no less!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-856302623974402732?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/856302623974402732/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=856302623974402732' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/856302623974402732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/856302623974402732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2009/07/12.html' title=''/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-4347167880123657948</id><published>2009-04-25T17:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:12:44.085+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Auswandern Umgekehrt</title><content type='html'>This story starts the end of February when Drachenfänger went to the USA to start a new job. This is the next step to start their complete new life. Our part starts in Sankt Augustin on Good Friday when Bram starts to cook. First on the menu is a noodle salad that will be packed for the trip. Next is Bram's famous ham that will accompany the salad. The next day (Saturday) it's off to the airport for our &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;surprise visit"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to Drachenfänger's final Visit to Berlin to pick up his new family to travel to their new home. Our flight to Berlin was short and first checked into our hotel &lt;strong&gt;(Kempinski's)&lt;/strong&gt;, unpacked our clothes, repacked the food, and took a bus to their empty appartment. We arrived and did not see the surprised face that we expected. The following slide show will give you an idea of how the party went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c7a55d12c07ea801" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc7a55d12c07ea801%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047935%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5590CBF891F237477A14CB3C0965371A7E9D8E29.6C8148D1F93E85C9ABCCEE95C440E2086559030A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc7a55d12c07ea801%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ4clatCcsx2f8aDa2kc-XIqFjNE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc7a55d12c07ea801%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047935%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5590CBF891F237477A14CB3C0965371A7E9D8E29.6C8148D1F93E85C9ABCCEE95C440E2086559030A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc7a55d12c07ea801%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ4clatCcsx2f8aDa2kc-XIqFjNE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating and drinking we left the party to get a good nights sleep so we could get up early and catch the bus to the airport again so that we could really say good bye to them as they leave Germany as a family with QI, 2 dogs (Tischoo and Shanghai), and 2 carts full of hand baggage. Enjoy the pictures of the confusion of mob experiences at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b77edb5490fba4af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db77edb5490fba4af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047935%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47E0A45EF911DD8665C6AFD6C17A9D82FE8B8A38.2E7D062982B42E6142A3DC81B95249E97FB2FABF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db77edb5490fba4af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcDY8zjOuTsxH9V8CG3ooz7s0SsU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db77edb5490fba4af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330047935%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47E0A45EF911DD8665C6AFD6C17A9D82FE8B8A38.2E7D062982B42E6142A3DC81B95249E97FB2FABF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db77edb5490fba4af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcDY8zjOuTsxH9V8CG3ooz7s0SsU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After going thru the gate and and other controls both families closed the day with a cup of coffee and said good bye. The adventure that the 5 experienced is explained in their blog. As for the left behinds, we will all meet again in Virginia in the middle of June. The story will continue there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you all in the blog in July.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-4347167880123657948?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b77edb5490fba4af&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c7a55d12c07ea801&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/4347167880123657948/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=4347167880123657948' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/4347167880123657948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/4347167880123657948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2009/04/auswandern-umgekehrt.html' title='Auswandern Umgekehrt'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-6942505195045586994</id><published>2008-10-16T13:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:21:14.016+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abundance'/><title type='text'>Abundance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/SPcfV9ItajI/AAAAAAAAABI/cA6sHF_JBLU/s1600-h/2Storch+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/SPcfV9ItajI/AAAAAAAAABI/cA6sHF_JBLU/s320/2Storch+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Stork visited us 2 times today. He stayed long enough for us to get him on film, and more or less told us to get his picture. It is definitely a sign of the good things that are moving this way. Enjoy him and thank him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;Bri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-6942505195045586994?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/6942505195045586994/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=6942505195045586994' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/6942505195045586994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/6942505195045586994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Abundance'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/SPcfV9ItajI/AAAAAAAAABI/cA6sHF_JBLU/s72-c/2Storch+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-914317676057393232</id><published>2008-09-21T09:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:58:24.498+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Midsummer Conference</title><content type='html'>After all the turmoil beginning end of July, we had our long planned trip to Hamburg. It was a very emotional 5 days for the 2 of us. There were very few Americans present, mostly Europeans. The channels dealt primarily about the acceptance, love and importance of self.&lt;br /&gt;It also dealt with subjects such as not letting oneself be drawn into other peoples drama. Reminding each one of us that each human being creates its own reality, to respect others in so far that they are in their drama to DEAL WITH IT. Do not try to fix or heal the world. Globaly or in very close relationships, we have to realize that each has their own creation. As the new energy or new conciousness proceeds, we all feel the emotions of others. We have to start to differentiate what are our feelings and what are the feelings of others. I had a catharsis on that one: while this was channelled and we were asked to let other peoples fear go with a deep breath, I felt a release in the pit of my stomach which was there before the accident of my mother. But it also contained or produced fear: the thought of "you are your own creator" (this is really nothing new to either bri or bram) really puts it to the core "100% responsibility for everything that happens in your life" - freedom in every way - and for that you truly have to trust (love) yourself - and don't we all love to question our decisions, feel guilty about this or that. That only means that we did not trust in the process and what ever happened, happened in an appropriate way for further development and what we came here for: experience of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To integrate these "lessons" in our every day living is still in process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had fun in Hamburg. Music and dancing in the evening. The men - especially the nordic ones - went wild with dancing - it was fun to watch. The music presented in the little video is from an Israeli band - they were fantastic. I especially loved the didgeredoo. The channels from Story Waters, 2 British channelers were also great. Surprised we were to find our pictures near to the end with the Dutch couple we always hung out during break to have a few puffs. We already knew them from Taos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a much appreciated 5 days - and - interestingly enough, it happened to us despite the drama (people kept asking if we were going on the trip anyway) - of course we did AND without guilt feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOxomIWFESY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TOxomIWFESY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was again an experience. The channels said a lot to me and started a process in me that is starting to bear fruit. I can't tell exactly what it is doing, but I feel the motion and I feel better about myself. For me the interaction with people from other countries was not as intense as the other 2 conferences, but the energy did come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had the time to discover Hamburg. We took a 2 hour canal boatride on the first day. " hours of relaxation, peace and beautiful landscapes. On our last day, after most of the people had left we went to say goodbye to the "arena" and were shocked. We entered the room and nothing was left. Everything was gone. We stared into a large black hole (the energy left with the people). Our last hours in Hamburg was filled with a bus tour of the city and a last cup of coffee in our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all it was a short learning vacation which will work on me for a long time and I know I will be better for the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-914317676057393232?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/914317676057393232/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=914317676057393232' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/914317676057393232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/914317676057393232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2008/09/midsummer-conference.html' title='Midsummer Conference'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-1205543685773426155</id><published>2007-09-06T14:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T14:42:15.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>12 September is the date</title><content type='html'>We are now ready for the big trip. All the odds and ends have been sown up and we are both getting excited as the days go by. We have not packed yet but know what we will put in the suitcases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train ride early in the morning will be the start of a very long day. Thank god that our first hotel is close by so we can relax for the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both got into looking what we want to see and we will both continue to look become we have not planned to the end. There is so much to see that we will miss a lot, but we can travel there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do my best to stay calm and look before I drive so we do not lose time driving in the wrong direction, which I seem to be very good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both aare looking forward to the breakfast donuts, the drive, the first stop for 2 eggs over easy and hash browns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration as we have read will be a lot of fun and will be active and inspired.&lt;br /&gt;Of course will will have a lot of pictures and stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til we land in the states&lt;br /&gt;Bye from BRI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-1205543685773426155?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/1205543685773426155/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=1205543685773426155' title='2 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/1205543685773426155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/1205543685773426155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2007/09/12-september-is-date.html' title='12 September is the date'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-7676137442799511737</id><published>2007-09-04T10:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T12:46:51.781+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Life Changes</title><content type='html'>After I talked to Drachenfänger, I had to think back on our life and how it changed so drastically a few times. Hard financial times in the US. Job losses and often not knowing where the next Dollar came from. How it felt for Bri having to tell bram once more that a job was lost. The awful job at Howard Johnsons where they used bri to the brim (74 hours a week for peanuts and the insurance business (just to hold the family over water till something else occured). Finally the close of the nightshift after bri finished college. Jobs for graduates were paid so lousy that a family of 4 could not have lived from. Bram looked for jobs but the pay would just have covered the babysitter. Finally the decision to go Germany. Both found a job - good ones - but the price was high. The kids ripped out of their regular life. Trying to find a home, living with relatives for 6 months. Oh, we had help, but also for a price. Our (especially brams emotional) freedom was sharply reduced. After 10 years our marriage was on the verge of collapsing. It took us quite a few years to find our peace. 17 years ago, we made another decision. It also cut into our lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all the big and small decisions, we always grew, changed attitude and outlook on life and - hopefully - grew more tolerant concerning our immedate and larger surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drachenfänger, you once told me that parents are there for giving advice. Here is one from me:&lt;br /&gt;Your approach to the kids: 1. Be sure in your heart that your decision was right and necessary for your own development and that you had the RIGHT to act accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give them the straight facts why it didnt work and that you also had the RIGHT to reverse your decision. 3. Teach them that decisions, even if they dont always work out, dont need to be classified as mistake but are challenges in life and that without them you really dont have a life.&lt;br /&gt;You are teaching them that you are responsible toward your family but they also have to learn that you have to take the same kind of responsibilty for yourself. This might help them to discover (maybe not right at this moment) that they have to take responsibilty for their own action and later life. Dont worry too much - we all survived our own parents somehow, right?&lt;br /&gt;Love - Bram&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-7676137442799511737?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/7676137442799511737/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=7676137442799511737' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/7676137442799511737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/7676137442799511737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2007/09/fast-life-changes.html' title='Fast Life Changes'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-410069127940066662</id><published>2007-08-28T11:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:25:03.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inner Child Sitter</title><content type='html'>Our people are finished with their vacation plans. We know we can't go with them, but we still do not know who will take care of us. We will probably go next door for the time. They know us and we know them and we think they understand us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very easy to be with and the 3 of them are nice people. We will ask them ourselves just before our people leave for their vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both hope that they will miss us and bring us a nice present when they get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss them also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now&lt;br /&gt;BRI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-410069127940066662?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/410069127940066662/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=410069127940066662' title='1 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/410069127940066662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/410069127940066662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2007/08/inner-child-sitter.html' title='Inner Child Sitter'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-764597795543054053</id><published>2007-07-15T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:40:13.505+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Development of a soul over 3 decades needing expression</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of the poems came easy, some very painful and hard-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The poem for my 2nd grandchild, I remember, was written in an outpoor of physical sweat while the words itself came easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heather and Primrose was written while watching television and the words came pouring out so I had to run for paper and pencil fast to catch them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Especially the early 90´s were an emotionally powered time - a time where nothing seemed to be left than the analysation of my life up to this time. What a roller coaster time and my stomache hit bottom very often. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interestingly, the expression thru poems stopped in 96. Actually I believed the healing started later -as so often in life - I did not recognize the small steps of development at the beginning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To trust myself took still some time, to believe in me fully is still in process &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philosophie mit 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Es kommt nie wieder die Zeit&lt;br /&gt;mit ihrer Freude und ihrem Leid.&lt;br /&gt;Man will immer wieder zurück sie haben,&lt;br /&gt;wie in fernen vergangenen Tagen.&lt;br /&gt;Doch sie schreitet fort, du bleibst nicht jung,&lt;br /&gt;zurück bleibt nur die Erinnerung.&lt;br /&gt;Selbst der gepriesene Reichtum, was ist er gegen die Zeit?&lt;br /&gt;Ein Nichts in der tiefen, weiten Unendlichkeit!&lt;br /&gt;Warum nutzen wir nicht die kostbaren Stunden?&lt;br /&gt;Haben wir unsere eigene Dummheit erst Überwunden,&lt;br /&gt;bedeutet uns die Zeit - die Unendlichkeit.&lt;br /&gt;(Oct 61)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gedanken an den Herbst &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geht der Sommer dem Ende entgegen,&lt;br /&gt;kommt der Herbst mit seinem Erntesegen.&lt;br /&gt;Doch zeigt er manchmal auch ein anderes Gesicht&lt;br /&gt;wenn der Sturm mit seinen Blättern ficht.&lt;br /&gt;Oft ist er jedoch auch gnädig mit ihnen,&lt;br /&gt;läßt sie tanzen, läßt sie fliegen.&lt;br /&gt;Mit ihren bunten, farbenfrohen Kostümen&lt;br /&gt;dürfen sie sich ein letztesmal rühmen.&lt;br /&gt;Langsam gleiten sie zur Erde - schweigend -&lt;br /&gt;in ihrer Größe der Menschheit zeigend:&lt;br /&gt;das Leben ist genossen - in vollen Zügen,&lt;br /&gt;nun wollen wir nicht die Mächte rügen,&lt;br /&gt;die uns stellten in des Lebens Rahmen,&lt;br /&gt;uns dann aber auch das Leben wieder nahmen.&lt;br /&gt;(7 Sep 63)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you accept yourself and the other,&lt;br /&gt;when you bow your head to any brother,&lt;br /&gt;when you are past the petty, endless struggle may cease,&lt;br /&gt;- AND THEN THERE IS PEACE -&lt;br /&gt;(US late 60's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Retroperspective of our relationship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched two trees in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;They still had to grow&lt;br /&gt;vulnerable to any blow&lt;br /&gt;yet not too concerned;&lt;br /&gt;they had not learned&lt;br /&gt;that storms could rip out their roots.&lt;br /&gt;I watched two trees in the wood&lt;br /&gt;Now they were standing tall&lt;br /&gt;not easy to come to fall&lt;br /&gt;so they thought&lt;br /&gt;yet they fought&lt;br /&gt;against the biggest storm, taking all that was good.&lt;br /&gt;I watched two trees in the wood&lt;br /&gt;they have bled&lt;br /&gt;yet were not dead,&lt;br /&gt;slowly building branches anew&lt;br /&gt;and once again they grew&lt;br /&gt;reaching to touch branches - and one day they could!&lt;br /&gt;(Germany 70`s discovery) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOLGERICHTIG &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Denken ist Macht&lt;br /&gt;Macht kreiert&lt;br /&gt;Kreativität schafft Veränderung&lt;br /&gt;Veränderung läßt wachsen&lt;br /&gt;Wachstum erlaubt Perspektive&lt;br /&gt;Perspektive lehrt Toleranz&lt;br /&gt;Toleranz dehnt sich aus&lt;br /&gt;Ausdehnung erfordert Freiraum&lt;br /&gt;Freiraum hat Platz für alle Erkenntnisse&lt;br /&gt;Erkenntnisse weisen Richtungen&lt;br /&gt;Richtungen folgen immer erste Schritte&lt;br /&gt;Erste Schritte drängen zum Fortschreiten&lt;br /&gt;Fortschritt öffnet Augen, Ohren und alle anderen Sinne&lt;br /&gt;Öffnung erwartet Mut zum akzeptieren&lt;br /&gt;Akzeptanz des Alles-Was-Ist ergibt Erfüllung&lt;br /&gt;Erfüllung ist warum ICH BIN&lt;br /&gt;(29 Aug 90) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das Leid ward nicht für uns geschaffen!&lt;br /&gt;Man zieht sich's an und wie es scheint,&lt;br /&gt;sucht's aus mit immer neuen Waffen&lt;br /&gt;und ist nicht glücklich bis man weint&lt;br /&gt;(26 Jan 91)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gedanken zum 1. Geburtstag von Valerie-Charlott&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wissen sollst Du - um das Gute&lt;br /&gt;im Universum - Dies Deine Route&lt;br /&gt;für Dein Leben - wie es vor Dir liegt&lt;br /&gt;als ganzes Spektrum - es wiegt&lt;br /&gt;so schwer wie leicht - je nach Glaubenshaltung&lt;br /&gt;wirds Dich prägen - in Gestaltung&lt;br /&gt;des Allwissens - hast Du gewählt&lt;br /&gt;im Heute zu leben - dies Wissen nun zählt&lt;br /&gt;bei Deinen künftigen Taten - Kreativität&lt;br /&gt;ausüben im Hier und Jetzt - Spüren, man sät&lt;br /&gt;um später zu ernten - Trau Deiner Spur&lt;br /&gt;die Du selbst gezogen - Besinn Dich nur&lt;br /&gt;an die Urwahrheit:&lt;br /&gt;Gewinnen sollen alle Seelen - mit dem Segen&lt;br /&gt;der Freiheit des Gestaltens, den Gott uns allen mitgegeben&lt;br /&gt;Er ist mit uns jederzeit!&lt;br /&gt;(23 Jan 92)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather and Primrose&lt;br /&gt;Fall and Spring&lt;br /&gt;bring change of living&lt;br /&gt;into every wing&lt;br /&gt;Heather says: lay down - let go, release&lt;br /&gt;Primrose lets you start anew - in peace&lt;br /&gt;As nature shows us every year&lt;br /&gt;neither fall nor spring is anything to fear&lt;br /&gt;Time for quiet and time to rejoyce&lt;br /&gt;is a cycle of living, not of choice&lt;br /&gt;If we don't abide by these cosmic rules,&lt;br /&gt;soon we are stripped of our most powerful tools&lt;br /&gt;We are here now to learn to use what we already know&lt;br /&gt;from other lives where we sat in an entirely different row&lt;br /&gt;Lets never fall into pits of utter despair&lt;br /&gt;mold the world carefully - and lets be aware:&lt;br /&gt;There's great abundance of love - within and around -&lt;br /&gt;don't nurse old hurts and don't let them haunt&lt;br /&gt;So take your Heather - be still, listen and hear,&lt;br /&gt;then Primrose will help you to carry out new thoughts&lt;br /&gt;- WITHOUT FEAR -&lt;br /&gt;April 93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking out of the Window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree&lt;br /&gt;I see&lt;br /&gt;in front of me&lt;br /&gt;every day&lt;br /&gt;can feel it sway&lt;br /&gt;as if it wants to say:&lt;br /&gt;I am tall -&lt;br /&gt;equally small&lt;br /&gt;yet could never fall&lt;br /&gt;into pits&lt;br /&gt;- as humans do -&lt;br /&gt;having fits&lt;br /&gt;of utter despair and rue&lt;br /&gt;Mai 93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was soll der Mist (und eine Antwort)! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hickhack der Seele -&lt;br /&gt;Rauf und Runter -&lt;br /&gt;Bitten, daß mir an nichts fehle&lt;br /&gt;möcht alles um mich nur gesund und munter&lt;br /&gt;- weiter nichts, weiter nichts -&lt;br /&gt;Könnte doch alles harmonisch und friedvoll sein,&lt;br /&gt;schlichen sich nur nicht immer wieder alte Ängste ein.&lt;br /&gt;Sicher war ich, gestern waren sie doch völlig gebannt -&lt;br /&gt;heute türmen sie sich wieder - hatte ihre Macht verkannt!&lt;br /&gt;Warum? Ich weiß, daß ich nur mit Liebe, Humor und Freude&lt;br /&gt;bei mir und anderen innere Harmonie erzeuge!&lt;br /&gt;Ach, all Ihr kosmischen Überwesen&lt;br /&gt;rüttelt mal kräftig an meiner geistigen Türe&lt;br /&gt;hab' so viel schon über Euch gehört und gelesen&lt;br /&gt;'s wäre Zeit, daß ich Euch endlich persönlich erführe!!!!: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Bleib heiter, nichts weiter -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 Juni 93 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ein Gebet für Kevin und mich&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mutig geh' ich meinen Weg&lt;br /&gt;türmen sich auch manchmal die Wogen&lt;br /&gt;so finde ich doch den Steg&lt;br /&gt;der mich führt unter meinen Bogen&lt;br /&gt;der Geborgenheit&lt;br /&gt;HAB ICH VERTRAUEN - BIN ICH GEFEIT&lt;br /&gt;10 Jul 93&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GESCHRIEBEN aus mir heraus&lt;br /&gt;GEMEINT sind wir alle&lt;br /&gt;GEWIDMET meiner - in diesem Leben - Tochter Claudia &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ablassen vom Glauben an das sündige Selbst&lt;br /&gt;Der Glaube an das Leiden&lt;br /&gt;beschert uns meist den Fakt!&lt;br /&gt;Wollen wir dieses vermeiden,&lt;br /&gt;möchten wir FAKTISCH aus diesem Trakt,&lt;br /&gt;laß uns diesen Glauben ad acta legen,&lt;br /&gt;die Arbeit TUN und eine neue Struktur aufbauen;&lt;br /&gt;kramen in Möglichkeiten nach neuen Wegen,&lt;br /&gt;manchmal nur die Oberfläche anrauen;&lt;br /&gt;loslösen von überholten Abmachungen, die wir einst trafen;&lt;br /&gt;Perspektiven ERSCHAFFEN, in denen wir uns nicht strafen.&lt;br /&gt;Dies trifft uns oftmals als verschwommene Ahnung -&lt;br /&gt;sie zu erhellen, zu greifen, fällt uns nicht leicht,&lt;br /&gt;laß uns trotzdem nicht aufgeben, die Fahndung&lt;br /&gt;und laß uns uns selbst ein- und zugestehn: ES REICHT!&lt;br /&gt;Wir KÖNNEN unser Hier und Jetzt auch positiv gestalten,&lt;br /&gt;spüren: das positive Erleben KANN die Psyche expandieren!&lt;br /&gt;Laß die Kreativität FÜR die Freude im Leben walten,&lt;br /&gt;wir MÜSSEN nicht das Negative stimulieren&lt;br /&gt;Laß uns&lt;br /&gt;nicht weiter von unserem Ursprungs-/Wesenskern entfernen,&lt;br /&gt;dafür mit der Liebe zum Selbst neue Wege gehen lernen!&lt;br /&gt;nie mehr das Gefühl des Getrenntsein erleben,&lt;br /&gt;dafür schöpferisch an einem ganz neuen Gedankengut weben!&lt;br /&gt;erkennen, daß wir Teil des unermeßlich Göttlichen sind!&lt;br /&gt;Eins-Sein mit jeglicher Kreatur, Blume, Fels und dem Wind!&lt;br /&gt;Amen!&lt;br /&gt;10 Jan 94&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astrologie, Numerologie, das Kartenlegen&lt;br /&gt;Eine Sucht&lt;br /&gt;Verflucht&lt;br /&gt;Man sucht&lt;br /&gt;die Antwort nach Lebenszielen und neuen Wegen:&lt;br /&gt;Wer bin ich, was bin ich, wie soll ich mich nun verhalten?&lt;br /&gt;Wie kann ich mein Leben am besten gestalten?&lt;br /&gt;Bin ich gut genug für ihn, für sie, für die Welt?&lt;br /&gt;Bin ich ein Trottel, bin ich ein Held?&lt;br /&gt;Hab´ich gelernt? Endlich eine Falle vermieden?&lt;br /&gt;Trapps ich in die nächste oder ist mir das Klassenziel&lt;br /&gt;beschieden? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Es ist wie verhext&lt;br /&gt;Verflixt&lt;br /&gt;Macht nix&lt;br /&gt;Das Leben leben, ganz agil - denn der Weg ist das Ziel!!&lt;br /&gt;Sommer 94&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich bin, dass ich bin, hab´ die Freiheit mein Leben selbst zu gestalten&lt;br /&gt;zu meinem Fortschritt gehört das Loslassen, nicht das Festhalten&lt;br /&gt;Die Philosophie gefiel mir schon immer und im Grunde bin seit langem bereit&lt;br /&gt;läg´ da nicht so vieles im Argen, wär´ nicht so kompliziert - ich brauch einfach mehr Zeit&lt;br /&gt;Ach ich mag nicht wie ich so manches mal denke&lt;br /&gt;mit Uralt-Mustern in die gleiche Schiene lenke&lt;br /&gt;wie ich etwas tue, sage, mich anderen Leuten gegenüber gebe&lt;br /&gt;in einer Ecke des Herzens alten Schmerz so richtig schön pflege&lt;br /&gt;Warum fällt das Loslassen von Altem, Verbrauchtem nur so schwer&lt;br /&gt;warum die blöde Entschuldigung: Alternativen müßten her&lt;br /&gt;die nämlich sind da in Hülle und Fülle&lt;br /&gt;nur Platz müßt ich schaffen, entsorgen die olle Gülle&lt;br /&gt;(März 96)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-764597795543054053?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/764597795543054053/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=764597795543054053' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/764597795543054053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/764597795543054053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2007/07/development-of-soul-over-3-decades.html' title='Development of a soul over 3 decades needing expression'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-403216554038885542.post-982152442807021703</id><published>2007-07-15T11:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T14:46:09.481+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Who we are !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/RpntG9b7SSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9PbjacBWvHE/s1600-h/BB+Card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087357957918378274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/RpntG9b7SSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9PbjacBWvHE/s320/BB+Card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are new at blogging, even though we can post to other Blogs this is our own blog to say what moves us and who we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to start here is a picture of us as others see us&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are the inner children of 2 very lovable persons. They take us with them when they go on trips &lt;strong&gt;(except America, buh-wuh).&lt;/strong&gt; That is why they started this blog, so they can tell us and you what they saw and felt. But that's in the future. in the meantime they will write stories that moved them and poems that bram has on file.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's just the start, there will be more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye for now from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bri &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Bram&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bri and Bram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/403216554038885542-982152442807021703?l=bribram.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/feeds/982152442807021703/comments/default' title='Kommentare zum Post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=403216554038885542&amp;postID=982152442807021703' title='0 Kommentare'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/982152442807021703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/403216554038885542/posts/default/982152442807021703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bribram.blogspot.com/2007/07/who-we-are.html' title='Who we are !!!'/><author><name>bribram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10209718580289826391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xUx27IFc0g8/RpntG9b7SSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/9PbjacBWvHE/s72-c/BB+Card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
