Dream of an ElfThere, where the moon shines on the moss,Where everything radiates in silver and gold,Where elves and fairies walk hand in hand -There is my home.Where the air smells of treesAnd where the greatest secret of my heart liesIs the place I feel like home.There, where everyone believes in the goodAnd where inner values still count.Where all beings are accepted -There is in the dark light of the nightThe bright moon with magical force and soft shine.Under the protection of the breathing power of the woodsThe forest grants me tranquility and deep spiritual peace.In the origin of my existence I experienceThe connection of time -The past and the future.It rings a clear silver laughterFar across rivers - mountains - lakes.The wind catches the silent tuneThat is blown away tenderly in the sky.It remains a sparkling lightWhich swings high above the trees,Bringing quietly back the faithTo humanity here on our Earth.
Dowsing with the divining-rodConstruction of a divining-rodTo get the traditional divining-rod you have to cut a branch fork or have to connect two bent branches at one end together. The tradition showed that hazelnut and elm delivers the best wood for divining-rods. In any event, the branches should be fairly thin and flexible. The two sides should have a fork length of 30 cm and the connecting piece should be 5 cm long. At the end, everyone prefers his own format. There are also other materials in question, such as bamboo or metal.How to hold a diving-rod You hold the rod with the palms up, so you can stretch it between the thumb and the other fingers. The arms are stretched to the front, while the elbows cling fairly close to your body. The divining-rod is held horizontal to the ground with the top forward. It must rotate. The signals that we receive from the outset, can vary. You can adhere to the old dicing-rod traditions, which provide the three typical movements:1st The rod spins in an angle
Entreaties to NatureYou gave us the sun for our timeAnd we know that when it will sink foreverAlso each life on this planet will be extinguished.In vain were all hopes, plansAnd their fulfilments.Let our hearts love and not hate,Let our hands do good whenever it is neededSo that they help and do not kill.Let our transitory and often hard lifesFind faith and support with your powers.With that we put up resistance toInjuries and afflictions and do not let usDeviate from our good intentions.When our lips express our thoughtsLet them always form words of truth and of good will.And that nobody is harmed in his dignity and reputationBy offence or slander.Let us always be aware of that everythingWhich has been created by humanityHas its time and does not last foreverAs it may seem.You alone determine:Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions,Age, diseases and time of death,Which were born in your freedomAnd could be shortened or lengthenedBy virtue of your unexplored strengthOr with th
Eternal WoodEternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,In your halls dwells peace.With your incessant rustleYou still the longing of my heart.In silent devotion, the mouth mustFail there miserably.Only bird-singing has here the rightTo beat the time.Each tree loves its neighbour,Together they carry the weight.Caress each other tenderly with the branches,Hugs themselves when they like.For how many animals do you offerA safe habitat?For how many flowers do you careWhich trust blindly your protection?Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,Mother Earth may preserve you.At all times and foreverYou should develop yourself freely.
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