|This is Mima Mother's old, old friend: Leni. Leni is 96
years old. To her belongs an entrance in the Guiness-Book of records,
because she has lived since 1912 in the same house in Munich.
Leni has survived two World Wars. She has experienced many new technologies. She reports: ''The old gas lamps in my home changed into electric lamps in the year 1921'' - an example.
Five years ago a young man has pushed her so hard on the sidewalk, that she fall flat on the ground. She broke her hips. And she has survived several operations. The lousy lout escaped in the mass.
Leni lives in the fifth floor in that old Munich House - near the
famous food market ''Viktualienmarkt''. Each day she climbs up all
the many steps one time for training.
|Tired of word quarrels about so serious fighted
laughablenesses, who's right or wrong, there is felt this deeper dignity
in life itself - beyond words and thoughts.
Leni's living room looks like a Museum, even all her little lovely
things function according to her needs.
|In deep mistrusting mood with closed hearted Gangster face I
listen to my daughter's little lovely laughters. She reports about her new
experiences in spiritual progress - far ahead of my horizon.
My mind doubts like usual every word. Slowly these wise women, Mimamai,
the old aunt Leni-Lady and my daughter melt my stone heart. Hypnotizing
|Mimamai and her Old Aunt Lady Leni prepare caffee. My big
Walrus belly is filled with fish sushi. So the digestion directs blood
stream from the restless mind to the stomach.
My daughter, her friend Ingo and Leni talk about ''light nourishment'' from an Old Holy Bavarian Lady. That miracolous fairy was deeply touched by Jesus' martyrdom. Her feet showed up with bleeding stigma. And her blood flows upwards on her feet - lying in bed. The reason: On Jesus feet the blood flows to his toes, on that lying Saint too! My God!
I wait for the caffee.
|With caffee and chocolate cake I try to tranquilize my
system, not to interfere in this High Holy Conversation about the
mysterious healing help in Leni's life - from Saints, miracles and signs.
Ingo, my daughter's friend, sits with Esther peaceful on Leni's sofa. Ingo closes his eyes. This ambience helps much my mouth, to keep shut too.
''These marvellous people with light aliment will sovle in the future the social problems of a starving society'', claims my daughter in her ecstatic. esoteric revolutionary vision.
Somewhere my mind signalizes higly alarmed, that all my parental advices have failed utterly!
Happily the stomach-digestion needs energy or the women's voices of Old
Aunt Leni, Mimamai and Esther bring some kind of Esoteric Valium
Tranquilizer via air connection into my system. My mouth stays firmly