About Almut Brandl

Miracles Do Happen at Findhorn

Grit and Grace

The Compost is Ripe at Last

The Guru and the Caterpillar

How to Enjoy Agony

Away with the Fairies

God and the Donkey

Chasing Bubbles

Once upon a time back in 1966 behind the Black Forest in a country called Germany with a huge amount of delay a little girl was born. As she was pretty shocked to find herself back on planet Earth as she did not think this to be a safe place to be for her sensitive soul and was literally terrified of Life. She was called Almut, which means All Courage.

She desperately needed constant encouragement to stay present during her Compassion intensive training. Of course, most of the time she would spend away with the Fairies. Her mother called her little snail as she always, not only for arriving on the planet, took a huge long time and tended to withdraw in her snail’s house any second. Later, having started off on the violin, she changed over to playing the viola being the slowest instrument available.

Despite having a dog to comfort her, age 15 she tried to chicken out not wanting to return from anaesthesia after a burst appendix operation. The doctors had to call her Mum into the theatre to persuade her to come back.

I guess she was very very homesick and assumed she needed to leave her body to find God. This was a long quest for the light.

To cut the story short: already around 1990 an Angel had told her to go to Findhorn. But – as usual – it took her another decade to make her way there. "By chance" this very day 5 rhythms dancing, which would later become her spiritual practice, was happening even with live music. Most of all she liked the humour.

Meanwhile she went to see Dolphins in Brittany during her Releasing training. First when a patient gave her a booklet which was about "Live Your Dreams!" and she got really annoyed that it should be that easy, Piece of Cake, she finally got going and found her home in Findhorn. Well, to be honest, she did make a childhood – Astrid Lindgren – dream come true by working on an organic farm and in a Steiner hospital and studying in Sweden, way up in the North to see the Northern Lights and moose and to step into her Father’s footprints.

Newly arrived in Findhorn completing the Essence of the Arts adventure a meditation "Next Steps" was held. Almut saw herself at first dancing and potting, which did not surprise her as she enjoyed both very much.

The next minute she threw a handstand on the potter’s wheel and a second later she found herself way up in the air on a trapeze in the centre of a circus tent in her vision. Having always been terrified of sports she simply could not imagine this possible. No way could this vision become a reality. Her friend suggested this to be symbolic, as life is a circus anyhow. So she put this vision off as science fiction.

Nevertheless from time to time she would envision herself in a circus and liked the feeling of her dream, but without any real faith.

13 months later the new guy in the 5 rhythms class happened to sit next to her in the closing circle. He asked her: "Do You think, I could put up a trapeze here in the hall?" She stared at him in disbelief. He added: "I can teach You." "Oh, maybe it is meant for real?!", she thought.

Her guru has been able to teach her and much to her surprise she can do it and even feels at home on a Tree Peace. Simultaneously her Prince in shining armour on a bike together with her had the dream putting up ropes between windmills to dance on. Now for sure, You can already guess, what happened 1 year later.

At her guru’s birthday party she was sitting in the Hot Tub eating chocolate covered strawberries when someone offered her a Slack Line in the woods. A focalizer has asked her to let the Findhorn Community know, in case she should have visions about taming tigers and lions.

Spending so much time upside down on her trapeze has not only changed her point of view but has turned her whole life upside down. She has always been a miracle worker.

As a child she did the impossible, did it all right to please her parents. As the good girl she would be horrified of being ridiculed, not succeeding, not being perfect and would take everything extremely seriously.

Today she performs as a Clown and sticks even in everyday life meticulously to the Clown rules. If she would tell her little sister she is just an ordinary person, her sister would have a laughter fit. The Compost Gnomes having transformed all her traumas into treasures she lives happily ever after.