When I suddenly had to come back home after two years, I knew this was going to be a hard one. I was ready to come back home, but not so ready to actually be home. I knew that I had changed but maybe a lot of what I had left behind had stayed the same. I knew that even though quite impossible, I had to pick back up right where I left off. After a month I still felt restless, like I still hadn’t arrived, so I decided to book a trip to Voltzberg/Raleighvallen, because maybe I had to wash away the beach and the sea with Amazonian fresh water from a sula.
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Grieving 1 2 3
I feel like I have spent the past seven years grieving. Grieving loved ones who have past away, grieving my unfertilized children I probably will never meet and grieving a life I left behind. And after seven years I’ve come to reach a point that maybe after this long, it has been long enough. I mean, I will for sure never forget the moments I have had with my late niece. By now I have let go of what life would be like if she was still with us. As she has been gone longer than she has been with us, I will always cherish the years we had with her. Forever little and full of faith. Grieving loved ones hasn’t been easy and I’m sure it will never be quite over. And maybe it’s okay like that. To remember them once in a while and honor the time they have spend with us. Think back with a tear and a smile.
Continue readingRed ink on yellow paper
It all started around the same time last year. A mindful meditation upon a full moon. “Pen all your wishes with red ink on yellow paper,” one of my yogini sisters dared us to do, “and meditate upon it on the coming full moon. But be careful what you wish for, `cause you just might get it all and then some you don’t want.” And just like that the lyrics of Chris Daughtry, ‘I’m going home’ were stuck in my head.
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What if you and I, were I and I?
I turned the keys to my apartment as I got home and turned on the lights. The house was a mess. I hadn’t gotten time to tidy up the place for the past days. Clothes were on the kitchen table and on the chair. Documents were all over the living room / kitchen. As soon as I locked the door and the 3 windows, I turned the lights back off. It was a fairly beautiful night to deal with all that mess, the moon was out. The moon, which I smiled at before I came in, a story I will someday share.
As I entered the bedroom and locked the door behind me, the one place I promised myself to keep neat at all times, I laid down on the bed and started texting a friend. Everyday I had another friend or family member either texting or calling. I haven’t really felt alone since I was alone, because of them surrounding me, I was blessed. But as I was speaking to this friend, I desperately was eager to enjoy my own company. This was new, since the relocation, this was the first time I actually mindfully wanted to choose to be alone.
I smiled and excused myself, because I had a more important meeting … a meeting with myself. How rare is this feeling? I decided to take a hot shower and write. After so long, I wanted to write. It probably wasn’t gonna be the book I was wanting to start on, but I was so happy I actually wanted to write again. So I put on some music and as I’m writing this I’m listening to Celine Dion, Because You Loved Me and I couldn’t help but think, “Because I loved me”. As I listened to this song while writing this I replaced all the you’s with I and the song had a whole new meaning.
Really if you have time, put on this song and replace every “you” with “I”. Without being aware of it, I was practicing this for a while. “I am everything I am, because I loved me.” We often search for things outside of us, even love, while all the while everything we are searching for is right here, within us. Relocating got me worried about being all alone in a foreign place, with foreign people. But you know what, I met me. I met a whole different me and she was so interesting, everyday I get more eager to spend time with her.
So all worries aside, I am more me than I have ever been me … As I’m listening to “I Wanna Know” by “Joe” I have this tendency to replace every “you” with “I”. So yes, try it, replace every “you” with “I” and see what happens.
I am love
It was the last day of this wonderful journey within me I’d just taken. I was more nervous than ever to turn back home, to what was supposed to be the old and familiar. After sharing ten days of complete silence with total strangers, this environment felt more familiar and safe than the one I knew before this. I could feel my feelings bubbling up as the time to go home neared. Everyone was eager to go home so it seemed, except for me. But this was the real test! This was going to be the actual practice … In real life. Continue reading
Time for new year’s intentions, now what?
It’s January 2019!
Yes, that means December 2018 is over. Continue reading
Selfless, selfish or self-love?
Often enough people get labelled with either being selfish, selfless or loving their selves so much. And really nothing is ever good enough. I myself have been judged one too many times from being selfless to selfish, while all the while what I was really trying to figure out was self-love. Continue reading
Picture perfect for all the world to see
“Here, put this on, so you’ll look like everyone else and belong to the group. Do remember to walk the path like I told you to. Don’t forget to make the stops for the photographer, he has to take pictures. Don’t mess this up, it has to be picture perfect.” Continue reading
The social media detox
Having been inspired by a few of my fellow facebook friends, who have deliberately taken some time of social media, I decided to give it another try to also take some time off. Cause let’s be honest, I’ve tried this before and it never lasted very long before I was scrolling through my feed again. But somehow I intentionally wanted this time to be different, so I was consciously going to take different actions. Continue reading
It is okay to not know
Sometimes in life we end up on a crossroad, where we can not see where it leads. And it is difficult to decide which path to wander next. You find yourself confused as to the choice you have to make, cause it is all too soon, all too overwhelming. This crossroad you had not expected, your brain hasn’t processed yet. So you just stand there, look back, look left, look right, but forward you cannot go… Continue reading
Polish and truths
As I was in the midst of my yoga practice one evening, I observed the nailpolish on my fingernails which was long overdue. I always let this happen, I mean beautify my nails with some either pinkish of greenish nailpolish and just let it fade away. I already have really beautiful nails, but for some reason, I sometimes color my nails. Maybe just to brighten up myself or add some color to parts of my body. Continue reading
Ugly lies and beautiful truths
As I’ve been getting to know myself a little better and also allowing myself bits and pieces to be unconditionally me, I’ve noticed a trend. The more I show myself to the world, to the people I know, the people who thought knew me for the mask I’ve been wearing till so far, the smaller my circle gets. Continue reading