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The last thing the wind told me was: “Don’t leave your children only memories” – Zdenko Basic

Posted by on Lis 18, 2011

...when fairies were visible to many not just a few...

I bought myself a new book yesterday.  It’s been quite a while since I’ve bought myself a book.  But the moment I heard about it and saw it, I knew I had to have it.  It’s called “Sjeverozapadni vjetar” or “The North-West wind” by Zdenko Basic.   It’s a book that is both an immense pleasure to read and to behold as you can see here. I knew I had to have this book for three reasons: the first one being its beauty, the second being the fact that it is about fairies and other wood’s creatures and the third that the stories were based on those narrated to the author by his grandmothers.

Although I didn’t have my grandmothers close by me growing up in Australia, this book reminded me of all the stories that my mother told me about her childhood in Krasicevica – about how her father could forecast the weather by looking at the stars, tell the time by putting a stick in the ground, about how for all important feast days he would put extra hay on the floor of the stable so the animals would not walk on the bare ground as a sign of respect, about how she found a orphan fawn in the forest and looked after it, about a time not so long ago when man and nature were one, when people could hear what the trees, wind, water were telling them, a time when fairies were visible to many not just a few…

And although I have recited many stories of my and my mother’s childhood, I have decided to retell them again to my children, perhaps even write them down, and teach my children how to listen to the wind, to the plants growing, to the fluttering of fairies’ wings….

I will leave you with the words of Zdenko, so that we can all learn their language:

For all those who are asking themselves and want to understand…
…the wind’s language and how to listen.
The wind will always speak as long as there are ears to listen.
Hear stories, the secret quiet language you can learn and listen to by yourself.
Find a place,
where all other sounds are silent, and you can hear the silence.
Let the heavens be open above you,
the north wind at your back,
open this book and listen to where the wind is coming from.
Turn the book in the direction of the wind’s finger.
Level your body in that direction.
Close your eyes, and let the wind blow freely in your face.
because it speaks through touch, sound and murmurs, as well as scent.
Breathe deeply, and when it passes through you…
Listen then to what the wind is telling you.
Clouds, leaves and birds.
Now everything is speaking its language.
It will teach you more.
Thank it!

And thank you Zdenko Basic for reminding us of its language!

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