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My Magic Workshop

My small apartment (or rather monk cell) is lying in the attic of The Rose Farm, a former retirement home in the middle of Rold Forest in Denmark.

Other parts of the attic are filled with secret doors, looking-glasses and wardrobes. So here you can meet Farm Pixies (American: Elf, but not quite the same) of all kinds, of course the Attic Pixie and Christmas Pixie. If you are very quiet they will tell you stories from The Old Denmark.

As I say in my pop culture file on The Lord of the Rings: “When you stand still you´ll meet Tom Bombadil!”

One of the secret doors of the attic is mine. It leads into My Magic Workshop, where I create my modelships and icons. In this work I follow my own Harameditation:

All kind of action, work and everyday life can namely be done meditative. It can be done with love and awareness in the Now. It can be supplied with a new quality, where it goes from something you have to get over, to a possibility of finding inner calmness and energy. Children are natural centered in Hara, the body´s reservoir of energy and life-joy. It is therefore they do things with an incredible lot of joy and vitality. To work with centring in Hara means that you become like a child again.

There are two fundamentally different ways of using the body. The one is performance-oriented, where you in a certain physical activity have to achieve something or acquire something. The second is about being physical active with a meditative mind. Here you also can achieve something, but rather than being focused on the goal, you are present in the moment of action. You are your activity.

By focusing the awareness in Hara, by letting the consciousness rest in this point when you are standing, moving, working and functioning in the everyday life, the body will by itself go into another balance, and existentially you will be more present and real in the Now. 

So, when I´m working on my modelships or icons I´m letting my consciousness rest in Hara. Let the mind be neutral observing. Let sensations, thoughts and feelings come and go, but don't evaluate them or follow them into the past or the future. Just be a witness.

Whenever broodings over the past, or worries over the future, automates my awareness, I gently bring the full awareness back to the Now. Again and again. I use smells, sounds and visual impressions as entrances to the Now. From time to time I take a deep inhalation, where I fill the whole of the breast out. And in the expiration I let all the negative thoughts out.

With its characteristic smell the attic is the quintessence of Danish hygge (see Hygge – the Danish Art of Happiness).

It is said that when you sense unknown fragrances, it is because an angel is standing by your side.

On this page I will from time to time (and here you really have to have patience!) post photos from my work.

My modelships

Albatros (work in progress)

The idea. Of course with root in Plato´s World of Forms; the Bardo Worlds of the Tibetan Book of the Dead; the Anabasis of the Mystery Cults; the Image Galleries of the Alchemists; the Akashic Records; the Collective Unconscious; the Dreamtime of the Aboriginals etc. etc. Yes a lot of ideas are born here.

The Albatross

Often, to amuse themselves, the men of the crew
Catch those great birds of the seas, the albatrosses,
lazy companions of the voyage, who follow
The ship that slips through bitter gulfs.

Hardly have they put them on the deck,
Than these kings of the skies, awkward and ashamed,
Piteously let their great white wings
Draggle like oars beside them.

This winged traveler, how weak he becomes and slack!
He who of late was so beautiful, how comical and ugly!
Someone teases his beak with a branding iron,
Another mimics, limping, the crippled flyer!

The Poet is like the prince of the clouds,
Haunting the tempest and laughing at the archer;
Exiled on earth amongst the shouting people,
His giant's wings hinder him from walking.

Le Fleurs du mal/The Flowers of Evil by Charles Baudelaire. 

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