Shelter in Love, Shelter in God

Though my father has educated his four sons in a more martial anti-religious way, my heart feels touched by celestial sounds from choral singing in ceremonial churches. In my school years 1965 the books of Gurdjieff and his disciple Ouspenky have influenced me much more than everything else. As student 1967 my first religious pilgrimage only mocked about the ceremony, the Dalai Lama on one of his first visits to Germany performed with his people. This happened in a Buddhist monastery near Aachen.

But in many more pilgrimages my efforts tried in every way to deepen my understanding and my heart connection to Masters with teachings in meditation and group experiences. After an initiation in the exercises of Maharesh Mahesh Meditation in Chennai in India 1976 for years my body tried to peace my mind in the ancient art: “sitting silently, doing nothing, watching my breath going in and out.”

My memory has stored another pilgrimage before the birth of my daughter 1978 to Jiddu Krishnamurti in the Swiss Village Saanen. My next pilgrimages brought me to Bhagwan in Poona 1980/81 and to Rajneeshpuram in the U.S.A. 1983, to Ponnjaji in Lucknow 1993 and back to Poona again 1996. In many, many hours travelling teachers in Munich like Isaac Shapiro, Mikaire, Tyohar, Ole Nydal found my attention and admiration.