Old eyes opened

It’s been a while since my previous words. Life has been keeping me occupied. The weekend past, I’ve been invited to a close friend’s mother’s 50th birthday party. Lot’s of effort was made, and it really was an enjoyable weekend. The party was held at a beautiful old guest lodge, built in 1951. It is surrounded by … Continue reading

I woke up into this dream.

I woke up into this dream. When I opened my eyes, I was on a rowing boat, and with me was all of mankind, the whole world’s population. This boat is the world’s ‘way’. And as time passed by, it became more and more obvious to me that the world’s way was not one of … Continue reading

Good luck, bad luck, who knows?

Once upon a time, in a land very similar to ours, there was a wise old man living on his peaceful farm. One day, one of his horses broke out of the stables, and ran away. Gone was the horse. The people in the small town would gossip among themselves, like people do, and say “that’s … Continue reading

New beginnings, daily!

I woke up with a spring in my step yesterday morning, Monday. First time in a while I had a ‘spring’. I have a feeling that things are about to change for me. Since the full moon, with the new month, I feel as if my metaphorical scales of Libra has, on the one side, … Continue reading

I’m alive, my senses tell me so.

Colors, shapes and lines become a picture for me to see, that allows me to be aware of intricately detailed insects crawling on green leaves, with a golden sunrise in the background dissolving into a vast clear blue sky. Thank you for my eyes. Perfection Vibration adds flavor to my world. The sounds of bird … Continue reading

Chaotic peace, peaceful chaos

Peace was nowhere to be seen. Life has been busier than usual. My normally fairly quiet life has taken a turn since being in the company of a friend and her lovely two year old daughter. At first, it was a bit of a shock to my system, but after two weeks of them staying … Continue reading

Life is like a sandcastle

Life is like a sandcastle. No point in getting too attached to your creations. Nothing lasts forever. So the question arises… What’s the point? It’s fun!!

In love and light

Yesterday was my late reiki master’s birthday. So it was a special day. Hope the angels spoiled you rotten, my friend. Love you lots. And thank you.

All opinions are irrelevant, in my opinion

I once heard a speaker explain that, when we are born into this life, we receive a ‘basket’. And as we go through life, we add our experiences to the basket. And we define ourselves by our baskets. “I was raised in an abusive family”, “I have been hurt before”, “I am successful because I … Continue reading