PLUS
2022
© Jan Wolter
More books in English:
Eternal JourneyHomecomingBe Bliss!Blissful bondsPeace Love Unity
Part of: Travel, learn, grow series in English
Available here:
epubli.de or
https://linktr.ee/janwolter
Translated from the German Original:

Dedication
To my eternal family, brothers, sisters and world.
All glories to my spiritual father, and their teaching.
Cover Story
Life is a search, but the search is a journey of the soulful living being. Whatever obstacles, bodies and events happen, the inner power of the soul keeps searching for the way back to God, back home. Home is where the heart is.
Life is a journey, which beautifully reveals a path to happiness with pictures, poems and stories, as well as mystical explanations, fantasy journeys and insights.
Life is a search, but the search is a journey of the animate being. Whatever obstacles, bodies and events happen, the inner power of the soul keeps searching for the way back to God, back home. Home is where the heart is.
Introduction
Where there are questions there are answers, in one way we are all mediators of the one same message, in individual ways on this journey.
This journey is as unique as the unconditional free will of the living being. But what unites us all is the eternal, indestructible, transcendental soul.
This entity is absolute and a perfect, qualitative and original message of God in our life, heart and personality.
This uniqueness lays primordially as a source of life, consciousness and bliss within oneself.
This source is a seed of one’s eternal, conscious and blissful nature.
Both the personal origin of an individual and the ultimate goal are one.
Every journey is a soul journey, the search a soul search.
Every movement is a movement of the ensouled living being having an experience of birth, youth, old age and passing away in the world.
This journey is spiritual and wonderful, unique and beautiful.
Here is a symbol of this journey through the projection of my story.
You may have a self-experience through the relation of the soul journey.
Thus we are all travellers on a quest to find the true meaning and nature of wholeness and the Supreme Personality.
Soul Searching
May the journey begin.
May all beings be blessed under this heaven and on this earth.
The content of this book is autobiographical, mystical and an answer to all the unanswered questions of humanity.
It is an answer that is as individual as you are. Yes, you and I are hardly different, with the same questions and ideas, traits and habits, emotions and feelings.
We are human, and the magic is in being human, so reading an experience can give an answer, but it is never absolute, it is always partial and unique in perspective, momentary and fleeting.
The real, absolute answer...
This is what we are all looking for. In our being, in this seductive and instructive thing of life, the Eternal Task is clear.
With the task before us, the answer is to be found nowhere else but in our heart. Home is where the Heart is.
No matter where we look, where we go, who we are and what we want, the truth is ours, divine and awakened in our heart.
I heartily dedicate this book to all who seek steadily and diligently, who experience the world diligently and virtuously, in order to preserve it or even to leave it better.
This dedication is of course equal to all friends and family members and at the same time is intended to reach the entire world.
When I was little, I didn't know much but to trust. Dad and mum knew their way around, after all, they knew everything I needed to know.
Simple and dignified, true to life and practical, the years went by like that, although even as a child the friendships were always wonderfully light and warm.
The power of forgiveness also protected me in my misdeeds, which I certainly remember.
My favourite thing is to look for the personal mistakes that take me further on the journey.
So the boy is enthusiastic about the belief that appropriate anger produces destructive joy, so the idea goes, but apparently I didn't know the feeling yet. So the stone flew from my hand into the new window glass.
Hide, hide, hide. No matter what you do, don't get caught was one of my dad's sermons, as was the next one after I was found.
This kind of chastisement still gets under my skin today and is a temporary companion to virtue.
You shall not kill, you shall not steal, you shall do this and that.
But you shall leave windows altogether.
As a wearer of glasses, this made sense, until my playfulness led me into the woods and fields. Searching and hiding.
The vastness of the woods awakens innocent and pure feelings of nature.
"Do you know all the grasses in the field and leaves there on the tree?" My dad always liked to ask what is this or that. "Do you know this plant or that bird?"
Interestingly, knowledge is so fluctuating in childhood, but once the child hears it, sees it, feels it, the information remains.
This is how my soul is refreshed, on the green meadow and at festivities in the neighbouring village at my grandma's.
This serene mood, when everyone celebrates their coffee & cakes together, was rather the same for me, but the freedom to play a round of "passing" with my brother also suited the adults' game.
Passing compliments with cultured conversations to match words for each other, and then shared stories to each other, as we children played passing back-and-forth with each other with a ball.
Besides glasses, I was known for my love of balls. My first word was "ball".
Enough of the flattery, but although I actually had little to put myself through, I knew better to renounce coffee than to cultivate it. This is still the case today. I prefer to drink milk with honey. That's what my grandmother said to my mother at one point. 'The little one is somehow different.' Maybe she even meant somehow special.
I have always been in love with nature. Mother Nature is always there and always personally close to me on my travels.
So my sister sometimes took me to the football match and I was allowed to show off my skills among all the young ladies. What joy this game revealed. Life as well.
Life is always the same everywhere - with Love - everything is well balanced in the heart.
Those who play should also be able to lose playfully, and of course this also needs to be practised.
The mind always proved to be a good exercise. But it should always become a kind of stage on which the creative movements of light play out their play.
Friendship just always appeared as the moment spontaneously made the mind dance.
At the moment I look at my friend and I find myself in the heart of the boy in childhood.
As a child, laughter is the most natural thing in the world.
We find friendship easily and full-heartily we laughed to our greatest extend but how far can friendship go?
Friendship goes as far as trust and gratitude remain awake.
As children, there is no need to philosophise about it, it happens in the heart.
This childishness is always to be understood as personality. This childlike personality lives as an eternal friend in symbiosis with lightness and natural happiness.
This person may grow up, but the personality remains simply conscious, eternal and naturally blissful.
This body may change, but the bliss always remains. In the heart. Happy and detached.
Detachment was always a feeling for me on the ball, with the ball clinging to my foot and dribbling, the external circumstances didn't matter because the game was clinging to my foot. Unless one played break. Or hide and seek.
