I have the feeling I am preparing for Good Friday.
Fortunately I not only listen to Bach’s Mattheus Passion, because I also have John, Mark, and Luke’s.
What has this man of Nazareth done for us so that after 2000 years we still feel the resonance?
For me it is significant that he had a wife.
Mary Magdalene for me is an example of the feminine and of the unity between the earthly and the sacred.
I believe that I am moving in that direction.
I feel those aspects inside myself and to integrate them is my calling.
The darkness and the light inside myself.
The warmth of life and the coldness of death.
Surrender, release.
Wir setzen uns mit Tränen nieder…
Having gone passed my resistance to sharing deeper conversations, I want to share my communication with the ocean with you:
Be silent like the depth of the ocean that remains untouched by the stirrings of the waves and the tides.
This ever present being is present in all that is in you and around you.
Be ever present in all that reaches the shores of your consciousness.
Openness towards what Is is being ever present in what Is.
You can always recuperate from your deviating by returning to this.
My question: ‘Is this It?’
Yes, but you can grow in opening yourself towards the abundance of the life that evolves you.
You and your experiencing are one. We need you on earth to make this connection.
‘Which connection?’
The connection of being ever present in what Is.
‘I love this dialogue. Do you like it?’
I have been waiting for your opening to meet Me.
‘Who are You?’
I am the softness of my breath on your skin. The sound of the breakers of the ocean, the sun warming your hand while you write.
I am the smell of the coffee your husband just poured and I am also him.
There is nothing to be excluded from who I am, and you are gradually coming to know me.
I am the Spirit that moves both of you.
‘Please keep talking to me, even when I am focused on other activities where I tend to forget you. My craving to feel your embrace is so great that I feel irritated. Please help me to release this.’
I am the peace in your heart, the stillness in your breath.
‘I want to surrender my life to you, but sometimes I don’t know how.’
You just made a great jump towards me and life always tests us. Trust that you are on the right path.

Once more I address myself to the rock for a conversation, and I see tussock of grass growing out of an invisible hole.
The rock says:
I have been standing here for millions of years, surrounded by sea and air and wind.
The spores in me are of all times.
I am nearer to eternal being than everything that is happening.
The primal matter is inside me.
I ask: ‘Where does this primal matter come from?’
From the explosions and collisions of the stars in the universe.
‘How do you remember your origin?’
This has been researched by man and given back to me. In some way or another we know when something is correct. This also holds true for me, until a new view is revealed. We then can check this novel revelation again with our own instinct.
‘Rock, I fear that I am making all of this up and that I forget to communicate with you.’
Together we are part of what Is and in this coherence there is ultimately no difference between you and me.

There are very powerful energies at work.
I can feel it in my lower chakras.
They are rumbling up all kinds of old stuff that I need to deal with in order to return to the steadfastness of my life.
Tomorrow there is a VERY powerful full moon and the day after, on March 20, is the spring equinox.
These are good moments to connect with our first and second chakra’s and to open ourselves to the movements of the earth, while maintaining an upright position, like a tree.
Let us feel the sacredness of all that happens and listen to the earth…
This is probably what the Mayas have foreseen.
At times I refrain from writing for this website, because I still take into account too much what the other person, in this case the reader, will think.
Today I put this obstacle aside and ask my higher self what I shall write.
The answer is:
Love is a state of wellbeing, physically, emotionally, mentally, because love is who we are.
We may return to her embrace at any moment.
So, I transmit this message to you…
As I grow older I live more in my center, while enjoying small things that are GREAT.
I see the tops of the tall trees against the blue and grey sky, enjoy the play of light and shadow in the garden and bask the warmth inside the house, independent of the turmoil in the world.
This is not to say that I do not feel concerned about what’s happening, but at a deeper level I notice that every little ripple of peace that originates in me has a greater effect than when I would meddle in the greater field of forces.
In my way I contribute to making peace on earth more self-evident.
Step by step I am beginning to trust my wish for painting and to express my feelings in watercolor.
Painting precedes using words and that is exciting!
The theme is the earth and feminine consciousness.
I have placed the pictures on this website because it is my desire to inspire others, also men, to cherish the earth and the feminine power in themselves.
Today I ask my heart what it wants for me to write.
I listen and hear that my heart wants for me to write what I want to write.
I ask: ‘Who am I?’
‘You are the doorway. A doorway to the higher aspects of the Self.’
‘Am I the doorway myself?’
‘Yes, because you can open and close yourself.’
‘I always want to be opened. Is that ok?’
‘Yes, that will give you peace. Peace especially holds good with regard to daily life.
It is always about balancing Spirit with your endeavors in the physical world.
About finding the equilibrium between the so called higher and the daily, until both are fused.’
My thoughts are floating towards the medicine wheel where we can see the spiral of life, an ongoing dance between all aspects of our being.
The spiritual of the heart in the North of the wheel manifesting on the earth in the South.
The emotions in the West being balanced by the wisdom of releasing in the East.
Life in a perpetual movement.
We can always find our stability by looking for the center, the cross between the horizontal and the vertical axis.
Yesterday I saw on television a report about the shutting down of Soestdijk, the royal palace.
They showed pictures of the royal family.
A feeling of nostalgia surged in me when I saw the young queen Juliana, the little princesses, prince Claus, prince Bernhard.
I did not idealize the past, because I also saw the problems, but I felt a kind of warmth that I could not find anymore.
My own past was connected to these images.
I found consolation when my attention returned to the now, simply to the room where I was.
In this manner I healed a part of my being split in time.
Those are the words that restore the connection to myself.
A candle is burning on a corner of my desk.
How terrible I feel when I cannot find an atmosphere of harmony in myself!
Maybe I asked too much of myself by wanting to write and to paint.
Or I expected too much of the result of my writing and painting.
I have landed with both feet on the earth and give precedence to peace, harmony and balance.