Sonntag, 23. Februar 2014

Hermann Hesse about trees, reflections “For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers"

Words From the Wise Men:

"Do you know that trees talk? Well, they do. They talk to each other, and they'll talk to you, if you will listen. Trouble is, white people don't listen. They never listened to the Indians, and so I don't suppose they'll listen to the other voices in nature. But I have learned a lot from trees ... sometimes about the weather, sometimes about animals, sometimes about Great Spirit." ~
Tatanga Mani (Walking Buffalo)

“The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn”

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hermann Hesse about Trees, reflections, poems
Bäume, Betrachtungen, Gedichte

“For me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers."

I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there, they struggle with all the force of their lives for one thing only: to fulfil themselves according to their own laws, to build up their own form, to represent themselves. 

Nothing is holier, nothing is more exemplary than a beautiful, strong tree. 

When a tree is cut down and reveals its naked death-wound to the sun, one can read its whole history in the luminous, inscribed disk of its trunk: in the rings of its years, its scars, all the struggle, all the suffering, all the sickness, all the happiness and prosperity stand truly written, the narrow years and the luxurious years, the attacks withstood, the storms endured. And every young farmboy knows that the hardest and noblest wood has the narrowest rings, that high on the mountains and in continuing danger the most indestructible, the strongest, the ideal trees grow.

Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life.

A tree says: A kernel is hidden in me, a spark, a thought, I am life from eternal life. The attempt and the risk that the eternal mother took with me is unique, unique the form and veins of my skin, unique the smallest play of leaves in my branches and the smallest scar on my bark. I was made to form and reveal the eternal in my smallest special detail.

A tree says: My strength is trust. I know nothing about my fathers, I know nothing about the thousand children that every year spring out of me. I live out the secret of my seed to the very end, and I care for nothing else. I trust that God is in me. I trust that my labor is holy. Out of this trust I live.

When we are stricken and cannot bear our lives any longer, then a tree has something to say to us: Be still! Be still! Look at me! Life is not easy, life is not difficult. Those are childish thoughts. Let God speak within you, and your thoughts will grow silent. You are anxious because your path leads away from mother and home. But every step and every day lead you back again to the mother. Home is neither here nor there. Home is within you, or home is nowhere at all.

A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one's suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.

So the tree rustles in the evening, when we stand uneasy before our own childish thoughts: Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are, as long as we do not listen to them. But when we have learned how to listen to trees, then the brevity and the quickness and the childlike hastiness of our thoughts achieve an incomparable joy. Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”

All pictures and video works ©copyright by Gina Matt

Freitag, 21. Februar 2014

Water is our gold on earth

What would we do without water? 

I love to stop at the waters, which gives strength, peace, balance; one can breathe deeply, enjoy and returns with happy soul back home, full of new power and energy. 

“May what I do flow from me like a river,
no forcing and no holding back,
the way it is with children.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

Mi video Rivers flow~Austrian water nature / Water is our gold on earth

Mittwoch, 19. Februar 2014

Gratitude - I am grateful for your visits to my pages *THANK YOU*

“Our lives are filled with meeting wonderful people. 
Make sure those that have become a part of your life, 
hear your words of appreciation.” 
 ― Ace Antonio Hal

The collected dried blossoms from my orchid plants look lovely as decoration:

T H A N K   Y O U  !

This video i dedicate especially to all friends, visitors and supporters,
to all who ever left a "Thank You" or similar and to the ones, 
who would like to send and express Gratitude to someone.

My personal website:



҉ Good Morning, we are up already ҉
*have a beautiful day *

"What helps all sunrise
if we do not get up and move ...."
-Georg .CLichtenberg

Drops of life, drops for life - nature drops photography / diashow

"The more simple we are, 

the more complete we become." 

 ― August Rodin 

I hope, you like my little drops-thoughts and photographies.There is an advantage
in doing a photo-dia-show.  It gives more time to watch each picture in the videos.

Just relax for a moment........ 


Photographies and Video Work all Rights by © Gina Matt

My personal website

Dienstag, 11. Februar 2014

Naturephotographies about ducks, swans and other beautiful water birds

I love to make long walks at lakes and rivers and to take time to watch these beautiful animals. 

I hope, you like my created video about beautiful ducks, swans and other water birds. 

This video is very relaxing, with music for inner peace of Birgit Bechtold (sundresslady), from one of her CDs (link attached). She composes and playes wonderful calming music on her Yamaha CVP 509.

All photographies and works © by Gina Matt 

Link to music of Birgit Bechtold

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Sonntag, 9. Februar 2014

Naturegif - i hope you like my first nature.gif

It's not really difficult to make an animated gif. I downloaded the freeware PhotoScape and i decided to choose pictures from this afternoon.

We had a marvellous day here with sun and not too cold, wonderful lights, bright sky with some good-weather clouds, fantastic contrasts to make photographies.

I wish you all a good start tomorrow into the new week.

I hope you like my first nature.gif


I love all kind of animals, especially i love birds.

Here my video about swans and beautiful pictures.

Montag, 3. Februar 2014

Beauty-beneath-Skies / Schönheit-unter-Himmeln

“If you are really thankful, what do you do? You share.” 
― W. Clement Stone

*In this video i've chosen some pictures of fascinating sky-moods.
For me there are hardly greater performances than those which nature gives us, Some of them i would like to share with you in this video. As in the other videos, the photographies are all done by me.*

It would make me happy if you take the time to watch ✿⊱╮♥

"Gratitude is the memory of the heart." 
~ French Proverb

Samstag, 1. Februar 2014

Bedrohte Insekten: Bienen unsere treuesten Helfer ~Endangered insects: Bees our most loyal helpers

Auf ein Honigbrötchen streichen wir etwa 15 Gramm Honig. Dafür ist die Biene etwa 2000 Kilometer unterwegs. Für ein Glas Honig muss eine Biene 75'000 Kilometer -- also fast zweimal um die Erde -- fliegen.

On a honey-bread we put about 15 grams of honey. Just for that the bee is about 2000 kilometers on the way. For a jar of honey a bee has to fly 75,000 kilometers - almost twice around the world ....