Blaas en Galblaas

Omdat ik al heel lang issues heb met mijn blaas en galblaas, toch maar es uitzoeken welke houdingen daar nou precies goed voor mij zijn. Het wordt Yin-Yoga omdat het diep in mijn fascia zit. Dus 3 tot 5 minuten in een houding zitten. Rustig, het hoeft niet ver, adem en ontspan.

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Nederland

Sinds een paard dagen terug in Nederland. Koud, 11 graden, winderig, een beetje regen nu, het schijnt hier al 3 maanden droog te zijn. Maar grrr, grumbl, mopper… nu regent het net als ik een paar antieke boeken uit de auto haal.

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Grains and I

Sometimes when a question or an old dispute in me arises, I start a discussion with AI. To check myself, see if my intuition is right. Or where I miss the data. This time I had an old dispute about grains. My question What if grains cause damage to what I think is the majority … Read more

Sadness & Crying

And then I had dreams and woke up sad. I walked around a bit, tears, crying. And why? Because something very old came slowly to the surface. At that moment in the morning, I did not know exactly what it was.

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Breakfast

I was invited to breakfast with Donald and his girlfriend, Mariella. I had never met her, so I was curious to see who she was and feel her energy. But first, we headed up a small mountain in the early morning—then a shower, then breakfast.

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Ouch, Painfull!!

Arrival

When I arrived at the airport in Curaçao on April 8th, Donald came to pick me up. He brought me to his house where I could stay for the month that I am here. I am thankful for that.

But once we arrived at his house he said: “So, here is soap and shampoo, there is the shower and give me your shirts, you stink.”

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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.


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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

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