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guided by fairies
the Algonquin girls and her magic stones

my dear daughter, 
your sister says there was blood on your reindeer skin this morning.

when you were instructed, the elders told you that this is the blood of your other umbilical cord, with which you were previously attached when you were a child. It's torn. Now it's time to break away from your family. Now you have been born a second time, but your mother is different: not the one who nurtured you and loved you like all her other children, but one who is out in nature far from our village on the great Huricana River. This mother loves you too and she is calling for you and is looking for you out in the woods, imploringly.

So go and take nothing with you but your legs and your courage, because the way is long. Your other, your mother in spirit, not from birth, is waiting for you and will provide you with the morning dew and the food of the animals, your other brothers and sisters. There by the river you will also find those brothers and sisters who have not yet been born and yet are already watching the constant flow of the river. They have been waiting there impatiently for a long time to go with you and to become your helping spirits and true friends in that other world of yours, here with us humans. But there by the river is the land that was not created by the great spirit, but by our mother, the great mother nature, who takes us all back when it is time.

These spirits are in the form of stones, for though newborn they are old and immortal. You may recognize them from the shape of an egg, from which life arises, but each of the shapes is different. Our great mother may also sometimes be seen in it. Some will develop like embryos into mighty animal spirits, some have within them the power of plants that can heal the diseases of man, others remind you of the wild rice grains of the great lakes and also of the corn of the plains, ours Brothers and sisters fed, still others ultimately are like the stars that watch over our people in the night sky above. Check which stone you choose from all those waiting, because it determines your life. Don't look at me like a fool, just go! Finally go!

In Newfoundland, on the Huricana River, which empties into the Bering Sea, very flat, round pebbles of various shapes are found washed out of the surrounding marly rock. Geologists interpret them as congregations of gypsum that rose from volcanic sources in the form of bubbles and were petrified flat. The people of Newfoundland call it Fairystones or simply "Hurricana". There is also a completely different story, from the unlucky muffins, which are petrified out of grief over too healthy a diet among young people. Unfortunately, our young Americans today have to worry about something else.

In the Haus der Kulturen Diedorf, we can also give a few Fairystones to young ladies who have not yet found their personal fairy, in addition to a few other selected pieces of jewelery with no material value but with a life-fulfilling story. The silversmith Michael Hinterleitner in the basement of our house also offers courses for young and old to design your very own piece of jewelry yourself.
When you were instructed, the elders told you that this is the blood of your other umbilical cord, with which you were previously attached when you were a child. It's torn. Now it's time to break away from your family. Now you have been born a second time, but your mother is different: not the one who nurtured you and loved you like all her other children, but one who is out in nature far from our village on the great Huricana River. This mother loves you too and she is calling for you and is looking for you out in the woods, imploringly.So go and take nothing with you but your legs and your courage, because the way is long. Your other, your mother in spirit, not from birth, is waiting for you and will provide you with the morning dew and the food of the animals, your other brothers and sisters. There by the river you will also find those brothers and sisters who have not yet been born and yet are already watching the constant flow of the river. They have been waiting there impatiently for a long time to go with you and to become your helping spirits and true friends in that other world of yours, here with us humans. But there by the river is the land that was not created by the great spirit, but by our mother, the great mother nature, who takes us all back when it is time.These spirits are in the form of stones, for though newborn they are old and immortal. You may recognize them from the shape of an egg, from which life arises, but each of the shapes is different. Our great mother may also sometimes be seen in it. Some will develop like embryos into mighty animal spirits, some have within them the power of plants that can heal the diseases of man, others remind you of the wild rice grains of the great lakes and also of the corn of the plains, ours Brothers and sisters fed, still others ultimately are like the stars that watch over our people in the night sky above. Check which stone you choose from all those waiting, because it determines your life. Don't look at me like a fool, just go! Finally go!In Newfoundland, on the Huricana River, which empties into the Bering Sea, very flat, round pebbles of various shapes are found washed out of the surrounding marly rock. Geologists interpret them as congregations of gypsum that rose from volcanic sources in the form of bubbles and were petrified flat. The people of Newfoundland call it Fairystones or simply "Hurricana". There is also a completely different story, from the unlucky muffins, which are petrified out of grief over too healthy a diet among young people. Unfortunately, our young Americans today have to worry about something else.In the Haus der Kulturen Diedorf, we can also give a few Fairystones to young ladies who have not yet found their personal fairy, in addition to a few other selected pieces of jewelery with no material value but with a life-fulfilling story. The silversmith Michael Hinterleitner in the basement of our house also offers courses for young and old to design your very own piece of jewelry yourself.

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