Experiences with Hildegard E-Book

Nicola Martens

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024

Beschreibung

Our book "Experiences with Hildegard" is finished! It was created through the joint work of our family and 51 people who contributed their experiences and insights. A book alone can perhaps never do justice to a person. But a book written with the spiritual guidance of Master Dean Li can convey a special energy. Then this spirit can waft between the letters, lines and their contents; a clarity that we, just like Hildegard, seek. This spirit is at the center. Thank you very much, Master Li. Hildegard was once asked about her work in an interview with the Montessori Association: "You are very interested in Chinese medicine. You have already taken part in numerous training and further education courses. What makes it so interesting for you? Were you looking for something there that you felt was missing from Montessori? Or are there connections that we don't know about? Hildegard: I can only give a provisional answer to this question. I have only been studying Original Chinese Medicine for 10 years. Yes, there are connections that we still know little about. Which lead further into areas that Montessori ... addresses in the quote: how being nobody serves as a prerequisite for recognizing the origin of things. Which leads on to the questions whose answers we must seek and find within ourselves: How do you love the universe? How do you recognize the origin of things? How do you become nobody? This is where the trail of ancient wisdom runs, which each individual must decide to follow." Hildegard chose this path and found many answers. This is what this book is about. "What does it mean for us to save this winter? Hildegard shows us the path we should continue on. This time of change is very good for this, everyone can save something good. Hildegard is so clear, she shows us how we can move forward." Master Dean Li

Leseprobe

This book was written with the spiritual support of Master Li, and it has given us, my family and me, many valuable insights. It is wonderful information and connections that are brought back to life through this book and through the energy of Hildegard. It has helped us to understand and feel things better.

„The energy accumulates in all of us.“

Master Dean Li

Nothing is lost through this book, in which everyone raises their voice. It comes to life.

We would like to say thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Thanks to Master Li, Daosheng and Daoming. To all those who helped write this book, to Hildegard herself, to all Hildegard's friends, to her students and companions. This is how this book was written and the energy can 续⾏，，，续⾏，，， continue to flow.

„Hildegard is now up there, in the Tien Tang, 天堂, in heavenly paradise.

Hildegard shows us the path to follow. This time is very good for that, everyone can save something good. Hildegard is so clear and shows us how we can continue.

Hildegard had this experience. Just like her, we can change completely during this time. She changed during a time of transformation and utilised this transitional phase. That is why the energy was able to transform in this way. It's like when something good happens and we continue to follow that good. If something is good and is preserved, the karma can be released in this transformation phase.

Hildegard immediately took the opportunity to change it at this stage and as a result the energy connected directly with her. Depending on how someone focuses on it, this energy continues and connects further.“

Master Dean Li

CONTENTS

Tiwei

A foreword and thanks - Hildegard

Data and stations

Shadow of war

What was it like in the past?

The path is always a path „back to yourself“

Hunch, coincidence? (Hildegard's book)

The living master

Quantum entanglement

The child and the master

28.05.2017

Karma

Equalisation

Getting to the root

The paradox

Believing the improbable is possible

The master

Glass eyes or a gift

Now Hildegard has spoken...

Who is Ame?

Travelling with Hildegard

Dialogue - or „nothing sacred“

Love, pressure - and freedom

Experiences with the family

The ‚zero point' and the same origin

Sisters

Real action - quantum connection

Treat the other like a baby

Hildegard, my example

FuQi and communication

Transformation

Pascale's experience

Mariele's experiences

Peaceful and content

Incredible

A new path

The friends

Michael

Sven

Verena

Nicola

Elke

Sylvia

Natalja

Sybille

Maria

Wolfgang

Georg

Mareike

Maren

Christiane

Krimhild

Brigitte

Annemarie

Johannes

Margrit

Magdalena

Peter

Barbara

Annette

Elke

Barbara

Petra

Sergej

Matthias

Almud

Tasso

Monika

Christian

Christa

Kai

Bettina

Renata

Birgit

Renate

Sebastian

Stefi

Birgit

Tara

Ingrid

Jianyong

Monika

Daosheng

Traude and Gabriele

Xiaobao

Waltraut

Christopher

Kai

A very special point

Being newborn

Xìngfú

23.8.23

Compensation

Crossing the border

Unity and heritage

Hildegard shows a way

Every person

A foreword and thanks - Hildegard

Hildegard, yes Hildegard. A book can never do a person justice. But a book written with the support of Master Dean Li can transmit an energy. This book is there so that this spirit blows between the letters, words, lines and content. We, Hildegard, our family and I are looking for this spirit. It is about this spirit. Thank you Master Li. Thank you dear Ame.

She was a tender and sensitive child with great potential. And with a great soul. She realised very early on that she was falling out of the unity of happiness she had enjoyed as a child. She felt a lot of disharmony in the family, she realised early on what was going on. She lived at a time when the young family faced many difficulties from outside. What remained was a longing for this unity.

Throughout her life, Hildegard searched for a way to resolve the disharmonies that she noticed so early on. This is what this book is about. She experienced so much. She liked to share a lot, which is why this book is not written by just one person, but Hildegard's friends will also be writing and her own experiences will also speak.

I am very much looking forward to this task that Master Dean Li has recommended to me. Hildegard and we hope that all of us, our ancestors and friends, will understand Hildegard's example and that the FuQi can flow further and further as a result.

This book is basically not about Hildegard and it's not about our family, it's about how to become a Buddha. This is so important for all of us to connect with this energy and remember it.

Pascale

This book brings together all the people who knew Hildegard. And in doing so, Hildegard is once again doing something very special. Some of you may not have heard about Chinese medicine and the Dean Method. Some others may not have heard so much about Hildegard's travels in France with her students and friends or about her relationship with the children at school. The book here aims to bring many sides together. And that's because Hildegard knew so many people. It is a gift from her. Because she is her, it will succeed. Because people still feel her love, they will join in. That is wonderful.

Hildegard's friend and colleague, Hans Elsner, will now speak. Eli is writing the foreword. So here is an extract from his letter to the friends nine years ago, on the occasion of Hildegard's birthday. It is fitting, because the friends and companions are also present in this book, and Eli's spirit also resonates here:

„Dear friends, acquaintances, relatives, former pupils, parents, employees, dear companions of Hildegard Amelunxen!

As I sit here and begin to write this letter to you, I realise that I have not yet come out of my amazement. A glance at the calendar made me realise what I had long suspected but didn't really want to believe.

Hildegard Amelunxen, the Ame, will be 80 years old in November. That's the reason why I'm writing today. My first thought was, you have to congratulate properly early on. Sure, that's the right thing to do. I'm going to choose a nice card, maybe a bit bigger than usual and with decorations on the outside. She's not big on presents and money. It always ends up in other hands very quickly. She has her social building sites everywhere - all the way to India. (One of her slum children is now finishing school, I think.) But my second thought was quite different. You could also do something that is not commonplace. Hildegard Amelunxen is also not commonplace. What I mean by that is how she has contributed and continues to contribute when she is dealing with people, with us for example, with children, with the school, with Montessori education and its preservation.

Who knows that at the end of the 1960s she was the first to be allowed to broadcast a series of lectures on Montessori education on WDR: „The rainbow has a knot“? Who remembers that she took children who couldn't „go on holiday“ on a cycle tour to Provence because she knew of a house there that was „lent“ to her and the children by the owner? ...“

There are always paths that are new, previously unknown. They are waiting for us. Just as we are waiting for them.

Hans Elsner

So much for Eli's words. He should definitely be there. Eli was my old teacher and like a father to me. I learnt a lot from him, especially love for the world and for children.

This is Ame, Hildegard. Ame was very close to me. No matter whether we had less or more contact. Ame was a fine person. She was absolutely reliable. I always and forever had her to rely on. Even if we were a „big number“ for each other from time to time.

She was my family. And something very beautiful: Through Ame and with Ame, I was allowed to learn a lot and I still do. She allowed me to progress, grow, find my talent and realise my potential. I don't think you can do anything better for a niece. Thank you, Ame! Thank you now too, the connection will not be lost.

Data and stations

Let's start with the question: How and where did it all begin with Hildegard?

Let Hildegard speak for herself. On 15 November 1954, at the age of 20, she wrote about herself:

„Educational programme of the senior pupil Hildegard Amelunxen

I was born in Cologne on 3 November 34 as the first of two children, the daughter of bank employee Curt Amelunxen and his wife Katharina, née Rau.

I was 1 1/2 years old when my father was transferred to the head office of the Rheinische Girozentrale and we moved to Düsseldorf. I associate my first memories with this city. I spent wonderful afternoons playing with my little sister in the Hofgarten and bravely learnt to run along on long walks in Grafenberg Forest.

Going to kindergarten was an upheaval for me. My grandmother, who lived with us, had been my playmate for years, so I hardly knew any other children. I found it very difficult to settle in until I overcame my shyness through my friendship with Ruth, who was the same age.

On 18.8.41 I was finally allowed to go to school and I enjoyed learning.

These beautiful days were soon overshadowed by the war. Of course, we slept through many attacks on our air-raid shelter beds in the cellar, but the sudden awakening at night, the roar of the aeroplanes and the trembling of the walls always gave me a terrible fright. Finally, in May 1942, the school was closed and my father took me to his relatives in Geseke in Westphalia.

Anyone would imagine life in a small country town far away from bombs and air raids to be marvellous. But I didn't feel so happy there. My aunt wasn't married and didn't really know how to deal with children. So I was alone a lot and spent my days in the chicken yard or playing boisterously with the dogs. No wonder I went really wild.

My parents had already planned to bring me back to Düsseldorf when disaster struck our family. On the night of 11th to 12th June 1943, our flat burnt down completely and my father and grandmother went missing as they fled from the collapsing house. My mother took my little sister to safety in Geseke to continue the search for the missing persons. It was only after several anxious days that we learnt that they had both been killed by an exploding time fuse in the street. After the funeral, my mother sought refuge with relatives in Westphalia. Nothing was saved. We initially lived in the same household, but our family life and our own life no longer existed.

But we got our own flat when my grandparents unexpectedly arrived in Geseke from Cologne. It was a cold, damp storage room, but we were happy to be on our own again. But even in this small town we were not spared the horrors of war, and we spent many an anxious night in the tiny potato cellar.

Soon after the end of the war, it no longer kept my grandparents in Westphalia. Concern for their property drove them back to Cologne. We stayed behind alone for another two years.

When I remember this time now, it was beautiful and eventful despite all the poverty and deprivation. We felled the trees in the forest ourselves for our fuel supply and pushed the heavily laden wagon over bumpy country lanes. Every Sunday we hiked far into the woods and returned in the evening tired and satisfied after a wonderful day, our rucksacks full of pine cones, mushrooms or berries.

On the advice and mediation of my primary school teacher, who had been an Ursuline pupil herself, I came to the boarding school of the Ursulines of Werl at Easter 1946. I found myself in a community of thirty schoolmates of the same age, we learnt together, played in the large courtyard and made up funny pranks together. At school, I was a keen pupil. English, my first foreign language, lay before me like uncharted territory. We proudly learnt our first vocabulary. German was my favourite subject and out of sheer joy I wrote essays and long letters home. But my time at the boarding school came to an unexpected end after just one year. My health had been weakened by the war, so I was easily susceptible to illness. Despite the loving care of the sisters and my enthusiasm for the atmosphere of the house there, I did not seem suitable for life in the community. I returned to Geseke at Easter 1947.

I started the quinta at the science grammar school. The class consisted of boys and girls, which was a completely new form of teaching for me. The boys did much better in maths, while we girls wrote the best essays. We only had a loose camaraderie, but when it came down to it, we stuck together. This time did not leave any particular impressions on me.

After long negotiations, my mother managed to get a permit to return to Cologne. We were overjoyed. Our few belongings were quickly packed.

I was accepted into the lower tertiary of the Ursuline school. New teachers for the third time, new classmates, not an easy thing for me, but I gradually settled in.

Soon with more, soon with less success, I completed secondary school. German and maths were my favourite subjects. In upper secondary school, my interests shifted in favour of other subjects. I opted for history and biology as optional subjects and, to round off my language skills, French.

At Easter 1955, I intend to take my school-leaving examination. For financial reasons, I will first try to work in a commercial business for a year. By then, my sister, who is currently attending commercial college, will have completed her training. I hope that it will then be possible for me to study philology. I will be writing my A-level thesis in Latin.

Hildegard Amelunxen“

She passed her school-leaving examination. She then followed her family's advice and worked as a commercial clerk at Sal. Oppenheim jr. & Cie in Cologne from April 1955 to April 1957. Hildegard took this route first and followed her family's advice to do something „secure“ professionally. In March 1957, she decided to go to university. Still not following her true interest, she enrolled at the University of Cologne. She began her university studies in Latin and history at the University of Cologne in 1957. After three semesters, she de-registered in November 1958 and then followed her true interest and what she felt was right for her. She studied at the Cologne Pedagogical Academy and, after six semesters of study, passed her first examination for the „teaching profession at primary schools“ in the winter of 1960/61.

I found a note on a piece of paper that she wrote during her studies. It shows her seriousness and commitment to following this calling:

In addition to attending lectures and tutorials, I immediately began to familiarise myself with the hitherto unknown reality of school. That's why I decided in the first semester to take part in the exercise "Instructions for own teaching experiments" announced by Prof Dr Kirschbaum, which lasted two semesters. I was assigned to the school... and assisted Mr Altmeyer first in the 3rd and later in the 1st school year...

From April 1961 to January 1997, Hildegard was a teacher at the Montessori school in Cologne, Gilbachstraße. Soon after starting work there, she became a lecturer for maths and language in Montessori education, and later also for cosmic education, which became her great passion. She then carried out Montessori pedagogy training courses herself and regularly gave courses and further training to pass on her knowledge to interested parties. Together with Hans Elsner, the head teacher and colleague at the time, she further developed the field of Cosmic Education. She also took part in international congresses in Bergamo and Amsterdam. From 19 June 1978, she worked as deputy headmistress at Gilbachstraße and from 1 May 1988, she was appointed headmistress following Hans Elsner's retirement.

The Montessori Association wrote in its obituary in August 2023:

„Inspired by renowned Montessori teachers of her time, Hildegard was a highly committed advocate of Maria Montessori's principles. Her commitment to Montessori education was characterised by clarity, but above all by modesty and restraint. In a laudatory speech she gave in honour of Montessori teachers, she said: „We must be clear about this. All those being honoured today are representatives, representatives for a generation of educators.“ This is how she saw herself throughout her life.

The „Montessori Pedagogy - Reform Pedagogy - Science“ Foundation awarded her the 2021 Foundation Prize in recognition of her special services in pioneering commitment to Montessori pedagogy through her exemplary commitment „from the child“, shaping schools for children in the practice of education and teaching, as well as for her decades of voluntary work in the German Montessori Association."

Shadow of war

But first, back to the years that were so turbulent, the years of war. It is a very formative time to experience a war. How does a sensitive child feel when growing up in the middle of war, in unrest, fear and uncertainty? Especially when you had to go into the cellar because there were air raids outside, she always felt great fear. How do you deal with a child's fear? You actually have to take it seriously. Hildegard kept telling me that they had witnessed everything as children. However, when she asked, she was only ever told that everything was „all right“. She felt clearly and deeply that this was not true. It was understandable that own worries, weakness or ignorance on the part of the adults led to such statements; a great deal of insecurity and fear characterised this time.

Here I would like to reproduce an extract from the missing person's report from my grandmother, Katharina, when her husband, Hildegard's father, went missing. You can perhaps imagine what a time that was...

Missing persons report

Missing are:

Kurt Amelunxen

Josefine Amelunxen

Facts:

On the night of 11/12 June 43, Kurt Amelunxen, Josefine Amelunxen and Berta Berg left the burning house at Kaiserwilhelmstraße 15 to go round the corner into the street of S A zu Dingerkus. On the way they must have been hit by collapsing houses. I found Berta Berg injured in the Golzheim clinic on Monday, but she can't remember what happened to the two of them. I myself was prevented from following my husband on the night in question. ... When I asked about my husband, Mr Garth, who knows him well, replied that he was alive. I took this for granted, as we had all survived the attack well. At midday on Saturday, I asked Mr Garth again and he assured me that my husband had recently passed. I then made my way to my parents in Cologne with my child and dutifully deregistered him, as I assumed he would also be joining me or going to relatives in Elberfeld. I have not heard from my husband since and my enquiries have so far been unsuccessful.

...

Cologne, 16.6.43

What was it like in the past?

Hildegard longed for security, love and understanding. Due to the circumstances and the family situation, she was sent to live with unknown relatives in the Sauerland as a ten-year-old child. She felt uneasy and incompre-hensible and felt completely abandoned. It was certainly a bitter experience for the young girl to be in a foreign country among elderly aunts without finding the much-needed security. These difficult circumstances probably contributed to Hildegard's fragile health.

She often changed schools, but her talent and interest, especially in language and education, became clear early on. Nevertheless, she initially followed the concerns and expectations of her relatives and began a commercial career after leaving school and eventually studied Greek and Latin, although this was not her true passion either. It was not until 1958 that she finally decided to follow her heart's desire and study education.

The path is always a path „back to yourself“

After her studies, some people took notice of the young and talented teacher and she almost accepted a position at an „ordinary“ primary school. Later, Hildegard often said how glad and grateful she was that it didn't come to that. „Because,“ she said, „otherwise I would have been completely cramped.“ Fortunately, she met the headmaster and later colleague Hans Elsner, who had founded the Montessori school in Cologne. Through this collaboration, a deep understanding of the child developed and Hildegard became an educator who moved a great deal with great commitment, heart and deep insight.

Generations of pupils went to school happily and kept in touch with her even after their school days were over. She helped numerous people, be they former pupils, parents, relatives, other teachers, educators or young people, in an open and loving way and touched people.

Hildegard was a person who enjoyed sharing her knowledge and was willing to pass it on. She searched for spirituality throughout her life and strove for an ever deeper inner understanding. She was deeply interested in getting to the bottom of things, understanding them and fathoming the origins of people, the world and herself. She embarked on spiritual journeys to understand the deeper connections between life and herself. During this time, she learnt different ways of contemplation, meditation and self-reflection, including Zen, to which she devoted many years. Her search took her on inner and outer journeys, on pilgrimages to countries such as France, India, the ashram of Ramana Maharshi, Istanbul, Toledo and Israel.

Hildegard always said that she had been looking for a living master all her life. She sought to unite the opposites of her life, to harmonise the disharmonies, to become free. She met Master Dean Li and her life took a fundamental turn.

Here I would like to let her own, previously unpublished book, which she wrote in 2017, speak for itself. (Up to and including the chapter „Glass eyes or a gift“, these are Hildegard's words).

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Hunch, coincidence? (Hildegard's book)

Hildegard

From where, from whom does something come to me? Where does this hunch come from that later turns out to be true?

Some call it the 7th sense, which brings something into experience that goes beyond the perception of the senses. How do I know something, quite unexpectedly, that I have never heard or read about? I first observed this perception in children. They said things that were inexplicable to me. This made me wonder and ask: How does the child know this?

Once I had listened carefully, I noticed the children's questions and statements about things that were outside their realm of experience. Their drawings speak more strongly than words. They are created at a time before the child has adopted common forms of expression. Occasionally one reads in publications that parents and carers have collected works by young children and cannot explain what they are seeing. Until one day an interpretation crystallises. For me, it was the drawing of 6-year-old Lennart that opened my eyes.

In one school class, the children freely drew whatever they could think of on the theme of ‚All Saints' Day/All Souls‘ Day’. They drew wreaths, graves, crosses, candles, a crying face... and then talked about their drawings. Lennard said nothing. The teacher accepted his silence, realising that it would be difficult to say anything about the non-representational illustration.

Only colours? Light and dark colours? If you look away from the other children's drawings, which clearly showed what they associated with this day, if you put aside the obvious and easily recognisable motifs, then there were amazing things to discover in Lennart's drawing. The black stripe across the page resembled a bird with its wings spread out. Was I mistaken or was it a raven against the orange-yellow background? Yes, I recognised the beak, an eye. Not deliberately painted, but created from the wet colour. The blue below, was that a river with a green island in it? A superficial look at the sheet led to the conclusion that the child had experimented with a broad brush and colours without considering the thematic context.

But wasn't the raven clearly recognisable? Suddenly my gaze jumped round. Like a picture puzzle. I saw clearly. The ancient ideas of life and death emerged from the randomly applied colours. I saw their symbols: The raven as the companion of the gods of the dead, the island of the blessed to which the ferryman ferries the deceased, the river of life, the river of death, macrocosm and microcosm, the return to the origin. Everything under the light on the horizon.

I remembered my mother asking me, dying, „Is that the river?“ and then leaning back in reassurance when I answered in the affirmative.

Is it a coincidence that the child unintentionally assigns the colours in such a way as to create a mental panorama of antiquity? Without my knowledge of Greek mythology, I would not have been able to read the signs. Yes, I would have recognised the raven, although the seminar participants I showed the drawing to looked sceptical. They were reluctant to follow the interpretation.

What was involved? Which door opened? Once you have the thread in your hand, you can penetrate deeper into the darkness of the unconscious. Suddenly I discovered statements everywhere in the children's drawings and listened more carefully to what they said as if in passing. Almost as if they were afraid to say what they could not explain. What is not accessible to the mind.

„He who has ears to hear, let him hear“, says the Bible. It is the same with the eyes. Once you have begun, you develop confidence in a perception beyond the perception of the senses. At first you might interpret it as coincidence, even if you don't believe in coincidence. Coincidence - from where?

Master Li calls it ‚information'. I soon realised that information ‚feels' very different from normal perception.

The information is irrefutable.

It is.

Being needs no questions. At first I still asked Master Li and received a clear answer: Yes, that's the way it is. I became braver. More attentive. I trusted my realisation.

Things fell to me. On the street. I picked them up because they were often directly related to what I was working on. They are now signposts for me. Clear signs. For many years, they were playing cards that lay on my path. The numbers and symbols - hearts, diamonds, spades and clubs - clearly reflected my current state of mind. Most of the time it was individual cards, sometimes a whole pack of skat cards.

Even more incomprehensible is the thing with the dummies. I've found hundreds of them over the years. They lie exactly where I cross the road between parked cars, they hang in the park with their wooden bead chain on a tree, they lie on window sills that happen to catch my eye, a baby throws its dummy out of the pram in front of me... a bizarre story that I hardly dare to tell.

In the meantime, I give thanks when I find a new one. Because I have learnt that this coincidence is no coincidence and I know how to interpret it. When you deal with this phenomenon for so long, levels behind the everyday open up. I find a dummy when a certain developmental step has been taken. Something is complete. Something new begins.

And now in writing I suddenly recognise a connection to the pre-birth. I see how the events are interlinked and then the information is there. I sucked my thumb from day one on earth. My parents tried very hard to get me out of the habit of sucking my thumb, without success. It wasn't until I was an adult that I was able to fall asleep without my thumb in my mouth. A naturopath said to me: „Thumb sucking has saved you. You have established the energetic connection to the brain.“ This makes particular sense to me now, as we place the tongue behind the incisors during the exercise.

The interconnectedness of all being is communicated to those who see with ‚glass eyes‘ (another incredible story that happened to me). Scientifically, it is called quantum entanglement, which I had discovered long before I knew the word. „All is One“, my friend Ewald used to say. He was the one who took me to Ramana's grave in India. But he didn't trust his own words. Nor did he trust the effect of such a simple exercise as the basic exercise of the Dean Method. It was too simple for his brilliant mind.

A spiritually highly developed woman often emphasised that everything was „simple“ („einfach“ in German). Belongs in „one compartment“ - „ein Fach“). And the children still have access to the „compartment“ where everything is. Master Li says: They are still Buddha. When the break comes, when karma shows itself, then the simple becomes complicated. Access to the unity of being is lost. That was what I felt so clearly.

But with the dummies, step by step the journey back begins.

That's why growing old is so beautiful.

The living master

When did it start that I longed for a living master?

It must have been very early on. I realised that what I now call karma cannot be redeemed by simply being good. I read about people who had found a master. But it was in East Asia where masters live. They travelled there as disciples, practised in their presence and received guidance.

For a while I wanted to go to Japan because I had read a report by Gerta Ital, who had meditated in a Zen monastery there. I got in touch with her when I was in Berlin, where she lived. But a meeting never materialised.

I practised yoga, tai chi, still and moving qigong, but the people who taught it were teachers, not masters. They taught movement sequences and explained the background to the practice.

But that wasn't what I was looking for. I was looking for the living master beyond exercises and books. Count Dürkheim, who founded a meditation centre in Todtmoos-Rütte, saw the dilemma of the West. He advised the „Inner Master", who lives in everyone. But I quickly realised that this was a stopgap solution. I probably already felt the power of karma and knew that the solution from within myself could not work. After all, I had followed the inner master mentioned by Count Dürkheim all my life. Without the joie de vivre of my early childhood awakening in me again. I was already unconsciously working on my karma, felt moments of unity and happiness and knew that I had to keep searching.

I read reports of trips to India, books on mysticism, travelled to Taizé to see Brother Roger, met Thích Nhất Hạnh, Father Enomiya-Lassalle from Tokyo, later listened to Satsang teachers in seminars, travelled to Aix in Provence for the Karliturgy, spent 10 years doing Koan Zen with the Zen master Willigis Jäger... and knew that these were only events, brief encounters with the inexpressible.

Once I asked the Zen master: „Are you always in the unity experience?“ „Not always.“ „Do you know someone who always is?“ „It was Ramana Maharshi, but he's already dead.“

He recommended a book that didn't help me. In a miraculous way, I ended up in India at the grave of Ramana Maharshi. India had been my longing since childhood. And in this huge country I came to the exact place where Ramana is buried. For the first time, I recognised a karmic past. I travelled to his grave at the foot of the holy mountain Arunachala six times during my Christmas holidays. I found the longed-for master there, but he was no longer alive. I needed a living master.

Meanwhile, living masters came to the West: Amma from Kerala embraces everyone who pushes towards her - a brief encounter together with thousands of people. A moment with Mother Meera, her hand on the top of my head - over. I need a living master who will accept me as a disciple. I know that. I don't know what will happen when I find him.

Maria Montessori, whose pedagogy I have been teaching for more than 40 years, speaks of the human task in life. What is my life's work? I have found it on a soul level, I know that now. But it goes deeper. Its roots lie in times past.

Quantum entanglement

Nicola is travelling to Mallorca to study with the master, IAM (Individual Advancement with Master). She lives on a finca surrounded by fields and vineyards. Three-year-old Zuna immediately takes Nicola to her heart, comes into her room and lies on her bed. Nicola takes a few photos. Strange photos. She sends them to me. Each one shows the child's head and her right hand. Nicola explains that Zuna is singing sounds and contorting her face. The right hand makes different movements. „It only took a few minutes,“ says Nicola; she reacts quickly and captures the action on camera.

The master explains: „The child does the organ exercises.“

In meditation, Nicola goes deep inside and recognises the current incarnation of her grandmother. „Yes,“ says the master.

Then I drive to IAM. I meet the child. It crosses its arms in front of its chest. I have never seen this gesture from such a young child. I recognise my mother's scepticism, which is not Zuna's scepticism. Just a moment that quickly passes unnoticed when your mind is elsewhere.

The child and the master

Like the mystics of earlier times, it is „drunk on God“ (the energy). It drags toys around, has eyes only for Master Li, talks, laughs, plucks him by the right eyebrow. And then pulls him away from the table so that he can bless it where no one can see it.