Rijn de Jonge

  • What to Write?

    What to write is not so difficult. But how authentic, or how much will I withhold? I read the boek from Tamara Valkenier. She also travels on her own, with almost nothing. Has no home and no work. She gave up her work and home to be free, to travel. And then she wrote a book about it.

    If I was to write a book, or in this case, a blog…I would write much more about the things going on inside me. My thoughts, my inner path. And sometimes that would go deep. Some people would think:”This man is nuts”. So wouldn’t it be better to hold back?

    But…then I would not enjoy it. Because I then, am not myself. I am then, not authentic. So no…I will write that what lives in me. As a kind of diary, to bring order to the chaos of my spirit and mind.
    I don’t think that life is worth living if it is lived while holding back. Just give the best you have to give. And that is not for everyone.

    A wise man said a long time ago:”Don’t cast pearls before swine”. Isn’t that what I am doing then?

    So arrogant me, what about that?

    Last two weeks I used Gemini, yup AI! See if it tells me something that I hadn’t thought of. Or just to review my own perspective. AI came up with several good points.
    My blog is a monologue, you can’t react on it here. You like it or not. It resonates with you or not. It inspires you or not. You chew on the pearls or not. It’s not my teeth. And a lot of posts are not deep, just plain life. (AI did not say that, it is my conclusion)

    I write it down, because as said it orders me. And I enjoy speaking my heart. Or writing in this case. And I will always try to use a soft, sweet heart for that.

    There is enough on facebook, instagram, tiktok or X, that only tells the nice side of things. But not all things are nice. Some things suck. A lot of people post only the glamorous stories.
    I want to tell it like it is…for me.
    Most things are oke, sometimes it sucks, sometimes it’s deep spiritual, sometimes it’s a good beer. But it is life.

    Enough of this, I’ll just write.

  • Dear Diary

    Every scar is a sentence I can read
    Every silence echoes what I need
    I kept running, but the past ran fast
    Building walls from memories that last

    Dear Diary, tonight I choose to fight
    I’ll turn my wounds into my light

    Maybe I can finally be free
    I won’t let yesterday decide my name
    I am not the ashes, I am the flame
    Every scar is proof I survived the fall
    I’m still standing, still rising through it all
    Hear me now, I am breaking free at last
    I am more than the weight of my past
    Oh, Tomorrow, open your sky for me
    I am becoming who I meant to be

    I feel tomorrow calling out my name
    Not with guilt, not with shame
    I am not my past, I am BE-coming

    Hear my heart, it’s finally singing

    Artist: The Silent Partner – Composer and songtext: Ivey Hadebe

  • Being Carried

    I feel carried by the universe. I know this can sound a bit strange, but it is a kind of flow I feel since october/november 2025.

    (meer…)

  • The Passport Affair

    The last weeks I left my passport on the same place. Because this was the one thing I should not forget or get lost in any way.

    (meer…)

  • The House of Chupi

    Chupi, the cat, lives in the house where I will stay from march 4th until april 7th. The deal is that I give her food and we will give eachother company. And really, she is one of the sweetest cats I ever encountered.

    (meer…)

  • This is the last time

    This was how it looked like, the last day I was here. Not neat, but I did not have to according to the new owner. So I went easily along with his terms.

    (meer…)