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Sunday 29 January, ‘06

Hi Everybody!

I’m Nymph Kellerman. I write E-books and I coach people in proper breathing techniques. It is my lifeblood and I deeply believe that our breath is the basis for healthy living.
I’m also the planet’s greatest animal lover who believes that animals make a major contribution to the stability of our emotional life, whether we are talking about our domestic pets, or whether we’re talking about wild animals that we visit in the wild.
Come on you dog breeders, tell us about the nature of your favorite dog and send us a pix?!
And dog owners, cat owners, any-kind-of-pet-owner………… tell us about your relationship with your furry-feathery companion and the tears and laughs he brings into your life?
I’m also a nature lover par excellence. So how about all you gardeners out there? Tell us about the outlay of a summer, a winter, a spring or an autumn garden? Or tell us about your fantasies of cultivating a black rose with golden inlays? And all you mountain climbers………………. Some stories perhaps? Please?
I’m dead serious. This blog is all about sharing. Sharing our beliefs, our stories and our daydreams. Stories have tremendous healing power.
Please write to us and share with us anything you-can-possibly-think-about that enhances the life of human beings. The possibilities are endless!!!! Share your tales and your daydreams on lifestyle, animals, and nature, and we-will-lap-it-up! That’s a promise!
Here is a real-life story of me and my Rottweiler Helga…………( I will publish a pix of her by next weekend God willing). In the meantime, I want to share something that happened in our lives a short while ago……..:

I lived opposite a high school in Johannesburg and got permission from the authorities to walk my Rottweiler, Helga, on their grounds. And so we walked early in the mornings, when the earth was still nippy with the smell of dew and moist on acres of the greenest pastures still fluttering through your body. No walk is quite as breathtaking and cheering as an early morning walk in God's vineyard.
We befriended the trees and the birds, and I made Helga promise not to kill anything. She understood, I am certain of it, as she never tried to even chase one of the few hundred birds that live on the school-grounds. They stroll and totter on the fields and I talk to them.
Of the many trees on the school-grounds, one stood out as particularly old. It was barren, but incredibly beautiful and eminently tall. It's withered and bleak branches stretched beggarly out to the heavens. But it's purpose was not over yet. An abundance of birds lived in the protective arms, high up against the skies. During winter and during summer it was an extremely favorable bird city, filled with chattering and chirping. You could sit in the shade of the exorbitant thick trunk and be overwhelmed by the variety of songs.....
Then, one fateful and bleak summer morning when Helga and I walked down in the direction of the tree, we saw one of the most senseless tragedies that I ever came across. A devastation that pierced and numbed the heart. The bird's tree had been felled and only about two meters of the once forceful trunk was left. Scattered all around the stump were chopped pieces of trunk and splintered bark. Hundreds of homeless and mourning birds in gruesome and macabre shock, sat around destroyed nests.
I will never forget that morning for as long as I breathe. I sat next to the birds and wept with them. Helga sniffed around and looked at me with a thousand questions in her eyes. And I, part of the crown of creation, had no answer for the destructive and insensitive nature of my fellow beings....

From my book The Road to Damascus.
I also want to invite you to my website where you can browse around and send us your comments on The Spiral Staircase. We are also launching our first newsletter in March, and if you want to subscribe, just send a blank e-mail with “subscription to The Spiral News” in the subject line……….

I’m totally exited and cannot wait to hear from you all?!

Have a grand day and God bless!

Nymph