Wherever you go, bring your own flowers with you

I love the roots and bones of the old inner city. In some places, I feel the peace and serenity of the ages. Today, after doing my inner work on clearing yet more debris from the past, I found solace from the August heat in the heart of the city: the Prinsenhof (Prince’s court). Here, it is easy to connect with ancient times, the roots … Continue reading Wherever you go, bring your own flowers with you

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The eye of the storm

The challenge is to see what IS, without getting caught up in it. To observe what is wrong in the world, without giving energy to it. To see what is wrong, without attaching yourself to it by fighting it, protesting it, because you will be adding to it. The challenge is to see clearly, all of it, the rights and the wrongs, the manipulations and … Continue reading The eye of the storm

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The Search for Tzanáta has been published!

Yay, the English version of my book is now available: https://booklocker.com/books/11064.html Paperback | 440 pages | ISBN 9781647184919 The Search for Tzanáta is the sequel to the award-winning spiritual adventure Curse of the Tahiéra. Seven years after his sudden disappearance, Yldich has a disturbing dream that brings him back to the House of the Deer. Slender ships are appearing at the coast and they seem … Continue reading The Search for Tzanáta has been published!

Conversation with a five-year old

So I’m on my way to Pete’s, the local post office to pick up a parcel when a little blond girl of about five years old addresses me at the door, pigtails, pink clothes, pink bicycle: ”Flerpl.” I lower my sunglasses and gaze at her: ”Eh, what?” ”Fleppl.” ”Eh? What is that?” Little girl: ”That’s a word.” Me, still none the wiser: ”And what does … Continue reading Conversation with a five-year old

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Lessons from the bees: where there is compassion, there can be no fear

I’ve never been overly fond of insects and arachnids. Maybe it’s the fact that they have exoskeletons that makes me feel a little queasy. I like beings hairy and cuddly, and preferably of the feline or canine persuasion. But life has a way of presenting us with opportunities to grow beyond our restrictions, above our fears, likes and dislikes. To learn and gain insight through … Continue reading Lessons from the bees: where there is compassion, there can be no fear

Inspiration by Nature

I was cycling the other day and enjoying the display of spring flowers when it made me wonder: why do flowers make me so happy? Glorious dandelions, tender apple blossoms, delicate poppies – what is it about them that makes my heart sing? I studied them as I cycled past the wildflowers bordering the road and realized: they are Nature’s expressions of pure joy, ecstasy, … Continue reading Inspiration by Nature

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Letting go of the narcissistic parent and embracing the archetype of the true mother and father

There comes a time in the life of every person who has grown up with a narcissistic parent that they have to let go of the false mother or father. We need to see them as they really are and acknowledge we never had a real mother or father at all. We have to grieve the loss of what was really an illusion, heal our … Continue reading Letting go of the narcissistic parent and embracing the archetype of the true mother and father

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Authentic guide or nosy neighbour?

When you immerse yourself in the spiritual world, it is hard to miss the concept of the spiritual ‘guide’. You can enrol in workshops and courses to ‘meet your spiritual guide’, people will contact, channel or even draw your guide for you and apparently, everybody has one. But is this true, and what is a guide anyway? And what is it not? Introduction About twenty … Continue reading Authentic guide or nosy neighbour?

The beauty in the little things

Last week I was standing once more in front of the Mycenaean wall of my beloved ancient city of Same in Greece. This place is magical to me: the first time I arrived at his wall, of which only a few blocks are still standing, I felt suddenly surrounded by the spirits of my loved ones from ages past. Their energy swirled around me like … Continue reading The beauty in the little things