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  • The king is dead Long live the King

    bobbyfisherage14A hero of mine returned home on January the 17.th. of 2008. The legendary king of Chess and undefeated world champion Bobby Fisher died in a hospital in Reykjavik, Island. In 1958 he became the youngest Grandmaster of Chess. Through the times Bobby Fisher was exceptionally eccentric both in and out of the chess game. I am a true admire of his genius. Bobby Fisher won the world championship against Boris Spassky in Island in 1972.

    magnuscarlsen2004

    In the end of January 2008 the Norwegian prince of Chess, Magnus Carlsen, won the prestigious Wijk an Zee Chess Tournament against the worlds best players including Radjabov, Kamnik and the current world champion Anand. By winning Magnus Carlsen achieved the highest rating in the world, an astonishing 2830. He is young! Magus Carlsen became a Chess Grand Master in 2004 at the age of 13. He is only 17 years old now! I have followed Magnus Carlsens fabulous ascend to the world top of Chess. A new king of mine and of the Chess world is born.

    Links:
    Bobby Fischer     wikipedia.org
    Legendary World Champion Bobby Fischer died in Iceland fide.com
    Magnus Carlsen wikipedia.org
    Report of round 13     coruschess.com
    THE WEEK IN CHESS 690 28th January 2008 by Mark Crowther     chesscenter.com

  • The inner depths

    Inwardly alert, open, calm.
    Outwardly upright, extended, filled with spirit.
    This is the foundation of stillness.
    Add the hard and the soft, the powerful and the relaxed,
    Motion and stillness, contraction and extension:
    In the instant these converge, there is power.

    Grand Master Wang Xiang Zhai

    Reference:
    The Way of Power: Reaching Full Strength in Body and Mind
    Lam Kam Chuen
    ISBN: 9781856751988

    p. 18

    Links:
    Search Lam Kam Chuen at neigong.net

  • Transformations of a Spiritual Dragon

    A dragon, as spiritual luminosity, can be large or small, can rise or descend, can disappear or appear, can penetrate rocks and mountains, can leap in the clouds and travel with the rain. How can it do all this? Its done by the activity of the spirit.

    What I realize as I observe this is the Tao of inconceivable spiritual transmutation. The reason humans can be humans is because of the spirit. As long as the spirit is there, they live. When the spirit leaves, they die.

    The spirit penetrates heaven and earth, knows the past and present, enters into every subtlety, exist in every place. It enters water without drowning, enters fire without burning, penetrates metal and rock without a hindrance. It so large that it fills the universe, so small that it fits into a hairtip. It is imperceptible, ungraspable, inexplicable, indescribable.

    One who can use the spirit skillfully changes in accordance with time, and therefore can share the qualities of heaven and earth, share the light of sun and moon, share the order of the four seasons, command nature in the primordial state, and serve nature in the temporal state. This is like the transformations of the spiritual dragon, which cannot be seen in the traces of form.

    Reference:
    Awakening to the Tao
    by Liu I-Ming translated by Thomas Cleary
    ISBN: 159030344X

    P. 23-24

  • Taiji Spring Festival

  • Sternenfreundschaft

    von Friedrich Nietzsche

    Wir waren Freunde und sind uns fremd geworden. Aber das ist recht so und wir wollen’s uns nicht verhehlen und verdunkeln, – als ob wir uns dessen zu schämen hätten. Wir sind zwei Schiffe, deren jedes sein Ziel und seine Bahn hat; wir können uns wohl kreuzen und ein Fest miteinander feiern, wie wir es getan haben, – und dann lagen die braven Schiffe so ruhig in einem Hafen und in einer Sonne, daß es scheinen mochte, sie seien schon am Ziele und hätten ein Ziel gehabt. Aber dann trieb uns die allmächtige Gewalt unserer Aufgabe wieder auseinander, in verschiedene Meere und Sonnenstriche und vielleicht sehen wir uns nie wieder, – vielleicht auch sehen wir uns wohl, aber erkennen uns nicht wieder: die verschiedenen Meere und Sonnen haben uns verändert! Daß wir uns fremd werden müssen, ist das Gesetz über uns: eben dadurch sollen wir uns auch ehrwürdiger werden! Eben dadurch soll der Gedanke an unsere ehemalige Freundschaft heiliger werden! Es gibt wahrscheinlich eine ungeheure unsichtbare Kurve und Sternenbahn, in der unsere so verschiedenen Straßen und Ziele als kleine Wegstrecken einbegriffen sein mögen, – erheben wir uns zu diesem Gedanken! Aber unser Leben ist zu kurz und unsere Sehkraft zu gering, als daß wir mehr als Freunde im Sinne jener erhabenen Möglichkeit sein könnten. – Und so wollen wir an unsere Sternen-Freundschaft glauben, selbst wenn wir einander Erden-Feinde sein müßten.

    Thank you Olaf. 🙂

  • Walking Meditation on Langelinie

    After hours of Qigong in the Studenthouse and a good dinner at Lai Ho in St. Kongensgade we simply had to make a mess out Langelinie and the Little Mermaid.

  • Slow Motion Love

  • Love the Earth and Sun

    Walt Whitman Jr.“This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body…”

    Walt Whitman

    I received this quote from an American friend living in Denmark who is a fanatic of Walt Whitman Jr. – Me too.. a fanatic of the message of life.

  • Allen Ginsberg – Hum Bom!

    One of my favourite ways to pass time is book surfing the titles and contents of books wherever I find them. By coincidence I stumbled across a collection of Allan Ginsberg’s poems selected by himself. He instantly made me wonder and laugh – and I was sold to him on the spot!

    Reference:
    Selected Poems: 1947-1995
    Allen Ginsberg, Penguin Classics
    ISBN 0141184760

    Allen Ginsberg wikipedia.org

  • Mindfulness Meditation

    Mindfulness is the aware, balanced acceptance
    of the present experience.
    It isn’t more complicated than that.
    It is opening to or recieving the present moment,
    pleasant or unpleasant, just as it is,
    without either clinging to it or rejecting it.

  • The Song of All the Chakras

    FEET IN THE SAND

    What is sand?
    Mountains and time
    The ongoing meeting of
    Matter and weather

    Now, for the lapse of a moment
    I am the king of the mountain
    Standing ever so relatively still
    On what’s left of forgotten giants

    Enjoying the caressing warmth of the sun
    Before we are washed to the sea

    LAVA

    A big bang and a seed was planted
    An explosion followed by implosion
    The first chapter of my story of creation
    Took place in a volcano’s seat
    So my source is liquid
    Melted, melting stone in motion
    Dependent on the burning fire
    Not to turn into concrete
    I try to keep the air channels open
    I fight to keep the wood supply sufficient
    I dance to enjoy the abundance
    Of lust and trembling heat

    YAWN AT DAWN

    The sun breaks the horizon
    In an overwhelming moment of light
    The tiger stretches its’ body out
    To wipe off the dull of the night
    Prepared for whatever the day will bring
    Of pleasures, of patience and fight

    So soft a being
    And still so tense
    Aware and awake in every sense
    No stress, no hurry, no worry, no strive
    But ready to do
    What it takes to survive

    BIRD

    I carry a precious bird in a cage
    And the bird is carrying me
    Both safe and protected by the ribs
    And capable of being free
    The more at home it feels within
    The further it’s able to fly away
    ´Cause happiness makes my little bird sing
    Tunes that caress what they meet on their way
    And for every soul that is able to listen
    The air is humming with songs from the hearts
    No need to feel lonely in the midst of creation
    Inside your chest
    Is where freedom starts

    FROM THE THROAT

    Hey, hey
    Here I am
    Here I stand

    Drinking of the wholly grail
    Singing without fear to fail
    From my centre reaching out
    Free to cry, to scream and shout
    Express anger and sorrow without being violent
    Or choose to remain receptive and silent

    Let my lips run over with joysparkling laughter
    By oration and song praise the world as it is
    My hands give wings and support, and everything’s merging
    As my love for life is shared in a kiss

    DIAMOND-TINGLE

    The water’s surface
    Clear as a mirror
    Quiet and still. Then a drop breaks the spell
    Rings in the water. A moment of movement
    A tone as crisp as a silverbell
    Mist dissolves, curtains are lifted
    Clouds drift away and the moon appears
    The air is so clean that I find myself listening
    To transparent harp sounds and angels’ tears
    The way pointed out by a star so bright
    A crystal ball beam-glowing in the night
    Images come, and images go
    Points of views in eternity flow

    ZENIT

    The energy source that once said ‘be light’
    Can never be grasped or defined
    All I can do is try to be open
    For the golden bliss of the divine

    The universe, so vast and endless
    Is loaded with power and light
    Stars and planets, and the space between them
    Float shimmering on through the night

    Through a soft spot in a solid skull grace gave me
    Access to this abundance of love
    When connection is made and the tunnel is open
    It floats steadily in from above

    Note:
    This was a present from a friend – what a nice present! 🙂

  • Soleil et Chair

    Le Soleil, le foyer de tendresse et de vie,
    Verse l’amour brûlant à la terre ravie,
    Et, quand on est couché sur la vallée, on sent
    Que la terre est nubile et déborde de sang ;
    Que son immense sein, soulevé par une âme,
    Est d’amour comme Dieu, de chair comme la femme,
    Et qu’il renferme, gros de sève et de rayons,
    Le grand fourmillement de tous les embryons !

    Et tout croît, et tout monte !

    From Arthur Rimbaud “Soleil et Chair”

  • Peace is in every breath I take

    Sunshine, Happiness

    Flicker and Flutter
    the Breeze takes Me
    Hither and Dither

    I rest in the Arms of the Eternal

  • Balance

  • I See