When did you do the most growing up?
Posted on May 4th, 2009
by
waterheart
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for May 04, 2009:
At 5 years old I left Germany with my Mother and sailed to Africa,to meet a man who married my mother and adopted me.I sat in the corner of a school room for a year and learned English through osmosis,I endured much and grew...........................After high school I was drafted into the army,and taken into the SAS,given an automatic weapon and taught how to kill.......I endured much and grew........................After a year of killing I wanted out and ran away from Zimbabwe to South Africa,there I noticed political up-heavel,apartheit ......I again endured and grew................I left South Africa and sailed to Barcelona,and travelled Europe,learned to speak French and German,worked with rock bands like The Who and Pink Floyd...I grew.....decided to come to the USA and made a home in Laguna Beach,California.....I did my art became creative and dropped out and tuned in..and Grew......My parents died in their 50's,and suddenly I was alone with no brothers or sisters,and the communist government conficated all property and money......I grew....I married and had 2 children...I grew and grew some more......divorced and re-married, grew some more. Moved to Missouri from California and divorced...grew again.....Now I am sitting in the forest by the river looking around....It is Spring and everything is growing......me too......I know that I will never stop this wonderful process of growth....its not only up...its in and out,around and down and back up again,fast and slow....... it never stops...........

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Isn't it great that you have so many 'sisters and brothers' now amongst you<B
Blessings, brother Ralph…(((HUGS)))
Yes it is a wonderful blessing Rita…..a part of my life lived in this cyber world of heartfelt connection expressed with words and pictures….love to you Ralph
Great! What an interesting life! And isn't growing (up) one of the best things about it?!
Somehow if growing up was not related to growing old…..old gets tedious,joints hurt…memory goes on vacation….love to you..dear youth..
Your very funny Ralph! I always thought my pains came from the poop that I had trouble discarding from 'the poop villa' of stupidity.
A vacation into meditation, and a lot of coming together-hood I guess is where old farts like us go to do their duties, and now have to deal with the hum drums of our aches and pains, and into a betterment from it all, huh….LOL.
Here's to 'trooper's ville' :)
“V”
Hey Mum you are pretty funny yourself….pooper trooper's ville…good name for my new outhouse !!
..giggles…<B
Mmhhmm.. that sounds like a lot of LIFE!!
(Which part of Germany?)
I left Germany at 20 to Mexico at 29 to France.. back to Mexico, Cuernavaca.. 3 years ago to SF….In Germany we move a lot.. about 9 times… my dad moved when I was 2…moving, moving, moving..
but the quiet get's into the heart..
and suddenly it doesn't matter where you are.. because in your heart.. you are always home.
I was born in Sindelfingen,lived in Boeblingen…..then spent time as a DJ in Frankfort and Hamburg……yes in our hearts we find home,there is a song by a group called the 4 of us,home is where the heart is…….
.. and where we decide to put the heart!!
Most of the time it is not what we see, but the way we see it!
At the end, most things are a decision!!
Love,
I decided….that putting my heart into where I am…and what I am doing…is …good for the outcome……….love to you Silke..