Ada Den Hollander
Nothing Happens by Chance…
It shouldn’t be a surprise to anybody that I strongly believe in this heading because it is the theme of my blog. I always look for the reason why something happens and in 9 out of 10 times there is an answer.
My wise friend Loraine tells me that sometimes there is no answer at all and that that is also an answer; maybe the time is not ripe in that case or I should let go (not an easy thing to do), you often do not know.
Well, there we go. The International Yoga Day took place two weeks ago. It was celebrated at the Wilderness Hotel by a two-hour lesson, also suitable for beginners. We could make a donation for charity. I was in right away when my friend Lilian told me about the event. Lilian was my yoga teacher till about 5 years ago. When she stopped teaching, I stopped exercising. So I’m now in the category of a beginner. Lilian still practises Yoga and is fit as a fiddle.
I went with my friend Anneke, who has never done Yoga. There were at least 30 people including 6 men present when we arrived at the hotel. We were busy for a while, when I looked back at Anneke checking how she was doing with a look on my face saying: wow, this is not easy. I got the same look back.
Later she whispered in my ear if we couldn’t leave prematurely, but I did not want to do that for Lilian. But … to be honest I would find that also too weak of myself, in for a penny, in for a pound. These thoughts made us stay, with all the consequences for me.
It shouldn’t be a surprise to anybody that I strongly believe in this heading because it is the theme of my blog. I always look for the reason why something happens and in 9 out of 10 times there is an answer.
My wise friend Loraine tells me that sometimes there is no answer at all and that that is also an answer; maybe the time is not ripe in that case or I should let go (not an easy thing to do), you often do not know.
Well, there we go. The International Yoga Day took place two weeks ago. It was celebrated at the Wilderness Hotel by a two-hour lesson, also suitable for beginners. We could make a donation for charity. I was in right away when my friend Lilian told me about the event. Lilian was my yoga teacher till about 5 years ago. When she stopped teaching, I stopped exercising. So I’m now in the category of a beginner. Lilian still practises Yoga and is fit as a fiddle.
I went with my friend Anneke, who has never done Yoga. There were at least 30 people including 6 men present when we arrived at the hotel. We were busy for a while, when I looked back at Anneke checking how she was doing with a look on my face saying: wow, this is not easy. I got the same look back.
Later she whispered in my ear if we couldn’t leave prematurely, but I did not want to do that for Lilian. But … to be honest I would find that also too weak of myself, in for a penny, in for a pound. These thoughts made us stay, with all the consequences for me.
I always have to do the best I can. From myself, no one asks me to do that. This has undoubtedly to do with my upbringing, because doing your best and making yourself useful was the ultimate goal. And there is something else. What somebody thinks about me is also quite important (still the people’s pleaser, though I think it’s getting better (?!)).
So in the case of the Yoga lesson I went on trying in order to get the admiration of the others (I am brutally honest here, haha). Anneke was wise enough not to do the most difficult exercises, but I had to and I did (almost) all of them. We felt satisfied (we did it!) after two hours and went for supper in the village. We agreed that Yoga is not for sissies.
The next day all was fine, no muscle ache, so I was content until I sat down on the couch in the evening and suddenly my back started stiffening and hurting. That had happened to me before (without Yoga by the way). The doctor gave me an injection at the time and my back was back to normal after a couple of hours. But not now. It is two weeks, three physiotherapy sessions and countless DVDs later. It’s better every day and we’re almost there.
So in the case of the Yoga lesson I went on trying in order to get the admiration of the others (I am brutally honest here, haha). Anneke was wise enough not to do the most difficult exercises, but I had to and I did (almost) all of them. We felt satisfied (we did it!) after two hours and went for supper in the village. We agreed that Yoga is not for sissies.
The next day all was fine, no muscle ache, so I was content until I sat down on the couch in the evening and suddenly my back started stiffening and hurting. That had happened to me before (without Yoga by the way). The doctor gave me an injection at the time and my back was back to normal after a couple of hours. But not now. It is two weeks, three physiotherapy sessions and countless DVDs later. It’s better every day and we’re almost there.
Why did this have to happen? For all the reasons I mentioned above. What did I learn? That I do not have to prove anything, for nobody and not for myself. I’m not suddenly a better person if I’m good at Yoga or at whatever. That I am impatient, because any improvement occurred too slowly. That it takes time and that it takes longer if you are older (something else I find not easy to admit).
To finish off I quote the wise words of Byron Katie: everything happens for you, not to you.
So that’s off my back. I thanked my back this morning for supporting my body so well over the years.
Has she gone mad now, you might think? I don’t care what you think, haha.
To finish off I quote the wise words of Byron Katie: everything happens for you, not to you.
So that’s off my back. I thanked my back this morning for supporting my body so well over the years.
Has she gone mad now, you might think? I don’t care what you think, haha.
A Tulip, That’s Me…
‘Has she gone mad?’, you may think when you read this headline. Read on and you will see that it is not too bad and that you may also be a tulip or a daffodil or a violet for example.
I can get quite upset about a lot of different things. To name a few:
The injustice in the world
The growing gap between the haves and the have-nots
That people don’t have anything to eat, something that is no longer limited to the children in Africa
Corruption of government leaders, something that is no longer limited to Africa or South America
Destruction out of helplessness or out of anger
The idea that war offers a solution and is justifiable
‘Has she gone mad?’, you may think when you read this headline. Read on and you will see that it is not too bad and that you may also be a tulip or a daffodil or a violet for example.
I can get quite upset about a lot of different things. To name a few:
The injustice in the world
The growing gap between the haves and the have-nots
That people don’t have anything to eat, something that is no longer limited to the children in Africa
Corruption of government leaders, something that is no longer limited to Africa or South America
Destruction out of helplessness or out of anger
The idea that war offers a solution and is justifiable
Lies that are told and which we easily take for granted. If you repeat a big lie often enough, it will automatically become the truth. This phenomenon is called the “illusory” truth in cognitive psychology. Adolf Hitler introduced the term The Big Lie, but the term is also attributed to Joseph Goebbels
The extreme control bordering on tyranny. By politicians, by your boss, by religions or by any authority
Child abuse and the ever-expanding pedophile network
Domestic violence and…. the fact that I don’t do anything substantial about it. I am not founding an organisation or joining a group that stands for something, I am not on the barricades. I admire people who do, who fight injustice with all their hearts in whatever form it takes. I sometimes feel guilty about that.
It should be clear that my ego plays a role here. ‘Hadn’t you better, shouldn’t you, what are you doing anyhow’, the ego whispers in my ear.
The extreme control bordering on tyranny. By politicians, by your boss, by religions or by any authority
Child abuse and the ever-expanding pedophile network
Domestic violence and…. the fact that I don’t do anything substantial about it. I am not founding an organisation or joining a group that stands for something, I am not on the barricades. I admire people who do, who fight injustice with all their hearts in whatever form it takes. I sometimes feel guilty about that.
It should be clear that my ego plays a role here. ‘Hadn’t you better, shouldn’t you, what are you doing anyhow’, the ego whispers in my ear.
‘That’s their life path and not yours,’ my wise friend Loraine said to me recently. If you are a tulip, you are not a rose. Both equally unique, equally beautiful, but different. Accept who and what you are, you are good enough. Don’t bend over backwards to be somebody you’re not. It is what it is. Everything happens as it should. Being agitated changes nothing and is bad for your health. Let it go. The world has always been in chaos. That makes absolute sense and of course deep down I know it, but it’s good to hear it again.
Humanity has a lot to learn, which is why we are here on Earth. We have to wake up from the dream, the illusion, become aware, know that we are spiritual beings, that we are one collective consciousness, with different aspects.
It always comes down to love, love for another and to start with, especially love for yourself. If we realise that, everything will be fine.
‘Only love is real’, as the American psychiatrist Brian Weiss so brilliantly tells us in his book. Something to remember over and over and to apply to your life, whoever you are.
Who are you?
Humanity has a lot to learn, which is why we are here on Earth. We have to wake up from the dream, the illusion, become aware, know that we are spiritual beings, that we are one collective consciousness, with different aspects.
It always comes down to love, love for another and to start with, especially love for yourself. If we realise that, everything will be fine.
‘Only love is real’, as the American psychiatrist Brian Weiss so brilliantly tells us in his book. Something to remember over and over and to apply to your life, whoever you are.
Who are you?
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Awareness…
You find yourself standing in a circle and looking at all the people who colour your life. Most colours you like, like the radiant red from the people you love and love you back. You smile. Some colours are a pulsing black. Your smile disappears. They are your biggest teachers though. They press your buttons, all the time. They frustrate you, challenge you, annoy you, it never stops. They don’t listen to you, They are not willing to change in spite of all your efforts. They don’t acknowledge you and your good intentions. You get angry at them, which is based on fear, fear of losing control, your worst scenario. Your ego keeps telling you that you’re right. Of course, it says. It whispers in your ear: Who do they think they are to upset me, to not acknowledge me? Your frustration is almost killing you, always nagging in the back of your mind. And then… an angel appears, in the form of your dear friend, showing you that’s all about you, inviting you to look in the mirror they put on: Not accepting yourself for who you are. Not loving yourself unconditionally. Not living from your heart, where there is no ego. Are you listening? Do you see the black slowly changing into a radiant red, the colour of love? Thankfulness and awareness kick in: You are loved, your are love, it starts with you. |
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Dead. Or Not at All?
My friend Loraine knows that I am interested in the afterlife. For my birthday she therefore gave me the book by Deepak Chopra: Life after Death and she arranged for Anneke to give me the book by Suzanne Giesemann: Wolf’s Message. Suzanne is a medium, which means that she makes contact with deceased people (their soul, spirit or consciousness) or I actually have to say that they make contact with her when she does a reading for a client who has lost a loved one or a child for example. I was occupied with my presents for a while, I talked about them to another friend who promptly lent me a book on mediumship: Beyond Reasonable Doubt, by Gordon Smith, a spiritist. I was completely immersed in a different world, that of spirits.
For many years now, I myself have no doubts about our consciousness living on after our body has died. Our body is the shell (vehicle) for our consciousness to be able to live on earth because of the density of the atmosphere. So we are not our body, we have a body. Just as we are not our thoughts, but have them. As with everyone else, thoughts go through our minds the whole day. About three thousand every hour that we are awake. That we don’t go mad because of it can be called a miracle. Of course it sometimes becomes too much for some people, but luckily those people are a minority. Yet we regularly sigh that we would like to turn our minds off for a while. I am digressing though.
My friend Loraine knows that I am interested in the afterlife. For my birthday she therefore gave me the book by Deepak Chopra: Life after Death and she arranged for Anneke to give me the book by Suzanne Giesemann: Wolf’s Message. Suzanne is a medium, which means that she makes contact with deceased people (their soul, spirit or consciousness) or I actually have to say that they make contact with her when she does a reading for a client who has lost a loved one or a child for example. I was occupied with my presents for a while, I talked about them to another friend who promptly lent me a book on mediumship: Beyond Reasonable Doubt, by Gordon Smith, a spiritist. I was completely immersed in a different world, that of spirits.
For many years now, I myself have no doubts about our consciousness living on after our body has died. Our body is the shell (vehicle) for our consciousness to be able to live on earth because of the density of the atmosphere. So we are not our body, we have a body. Just as we are not our thoughts, but have them. As with everyone else, thoughts go through our minds the whole day. About three thousand every hour that we are awake. That we don’t go mad because of it can be called a miracle. Of course it sometimes becomes too much for some people, but luckily those people are a minority. Yet we regularly sigh that we would like to turn our minds off for a while. I am digressing though.
There are quite a few people who don’t believe in spirituality at all and ridicule you if you suggest that life doesn’t end when the body has stopped breathing, oxygen is no longer supplied, our brain has stopped working and so ‘we’ have been declared dead. These people are convinced that dead is dead. This assumption immediately raises the question for me what the hell can be the meaning of life if we frolic around here for about eighty years and then turn into nothing. They think that you are talking nonsense because they cannot grasp it with their minds. It can’t be true because there is no evidence, they claim. Well … there is plenty of evidence, if you take the trouble to delve into it by reading about it.
There are also those who stick by what the Church says about the subject, claiming with their hand on the Bible that souls should rest from all the problems and misery they endured during their earthly lives. I will come back to this later.
Mediumship is practiced in different ways. Either in a room full of people (Derek Ogilvie is an example of this), or in a Spiritist church or during a private session. The most compelling evidence is of course given if you personally experience that the medium is irrefutably communicating with a deceased loved one by providing information that only you and the deceased can know. I will give a pragmatic example of this. A few months after Rolf died, I went with Louise to a medium in Cape Town. I was sitting opposite her for just a few minutes when she said that he (don’t remember if she also used Rolf’s name) liked the fact that I still wore the shoes I had bought in Bergen (village in the Netherlands) when we first met. I looked down and saw that I was indeed wearing those shoes. Plenty of evidence I would say. Some stubborn people then say that the medium just reads your mind. In fact, they should also deny the existence of that phenomenon, because that also cannot be explained with our mind. I can tell you with my hand on my heart that I really wasn’t thinking about my shoes when the medium passed on that message.
There are also those who stick by what the Church says about the subject, claiming with their hand on the Bible that souls should rest from all the problems and misery they endured during their earthly lives. I will come back to this later.
Mediumship is practiced in different ways. Either in a room full of people (Derek Ogilvie is an example of this), or in a Spiritist church or during a private session. The most compelling evidence is of course given if you personally experience that the medium is irrefutably communicating with a deceased loved one by providing information that only you and the deceased can know. I will give a pragmatic example of this. A few months after Rolf died, I went with Louise to a medium in Cape Town. I was sitting opposite her for just a few minutes when she said that he (don’t remember if she also used Rolf’s name) liked the fact that I still wore the shoes I had bought in Bergen (village in the Netherlands) when we first met. I looked down and saw that I was indeed wearing those shoes. Plenty of evidence I would say. Some stubborn people then say that the medium just reads your mind. In fact, they should also deny the existence of that phenomenon, because that also cannot be explained with our mind. I can tell you with my hand on my heart that I really wasn’t thinking about my shoes when the medium passed on that message.
In my case, I was more curious than desperate, but people who really suffer from the loss of a child or another loved one find enormous comfort when it turns out that the deceased is happy and advises not to grieve because there is nothing to grieve. The deceased may not be visible, but he or she is always approachable and always proves to be more than willing to say that everything is more than okay and that the relative must continue to live and be happy. The worrying thought that it is such a pity that the deceased can no longer experience this and that event on earth is based on a misunderstanding. He/she is where they want to be. So it is more our idea, the living, caused by grief because of a loss. Maybe someday we as Westerners can evolve to the extent that we are able to be happy when someone has passed on instead of just thinking about ourselves and getting lost in self-pity. There has been a trend for a number of years now that we gather to celebrate the life of the deceased with a drink, so we are getting there.
A spirit does not need to rest, because there is no longer a body that hurts or a brain that does not work anymore. The soul has come home and continues to live and learn. First in the dimension of the spirits and perhaps later again with a body on earth (or another planet?).
I have never heard or read that a deceased person said he did not want to be disturbed and left alone. That’s why I think the Church is wrong here. I am afraid that out of fear of losing control, the Church created this doctrine. The Church prefers that the congregation should not think out of the box. I prefer to paraphrase on the expression: a dirty mind is a joy forever by saying: an open mind is a joy forever.
A spirit does not need to rest, because there is no longer a body that hurts or a brain that does not work anymore. The soul has come home and continues to live and learn. First in the dimension of the spirits and perhaps later again with a body on earth (or another planet?).
I have never heard or read that a deceased person said he did not want to be disturbed and left alone. That’s why I think the Church is wrong here. I am afraid that out of fear of losing control, the Church created this doctrine. The Church prefers that the congregation should not think out of the box. I prefer to paraphrase on the expression: a dirty mind is a joy forever by saying: an open mind is a joy forever.
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Doubt Erased…
‘Did you take it?’, I ask ‘Of course, a few days ago’, you say ‘How do you feel?’, me ‘Muscles stiff, my left arm a bit sore’, you ‘It’s risky, some say’, me ‘Not at all, others say’, you ‘You believe them?’, me ‘Yes, I do’, you ‘Why would I do it?’, me ‘It’s the answer, they say’, you ‘To what?’, me ‘A strong and healthy body’, you ‘Shall I go for it too?’, me ‘Definitely’, you ‘Not sure…’, me ‘Especially recommended for the elderly’, you ‘That’s for me then?’, me ‘Yes and it’s on promotion’, you ‘Oh?’, me ‘ Five classes, half price’, you ‘Count me in’, me ‘Good girl’, you. |
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Our Behaviour
The first aspect of our behaviour in this post has to do with turning a blind eye which I derive mainly from an interesting book I read last week entitled: Wilful Blindness. Written by researcher and businesswoman Margaret Heffernan. The book was first published in 2011 and has been updated and reprinted several times.
The book is about how we tend to look away if a certain situation doesn’t feel right to us, is uncomfortable, disturbs our peace of mind, can be financially threatening, gets in the way of our ego etc. We just don’t like change, we prefer the situation as it is. Numerous examples are described in the book, based on carefully conducted scientific research, with all references at the back of the book.
The question remains whether our behaviour is naturally what it is or whether it is formed by the circumstances (nature versus nurture). There is no simple answer to that. I think both play a role. One child experiences its upbringing differently from a sibling while the circumstances are the same, because it is, for example, more sensitive. Identical twins can show completely different behaviour later in life, while the opposite also occurs. This is an introduction on my part. Some examples from the book:
We are always amazed that women go back to the men who abuse them. Whether the abuse is verbal, physical or sexual, the man promises to better himself and the woman believes him. Women who make that choice have a low self-esteem (I don’t deserve better, perhaps an example of nature) or they saw their mother undergoing the same treatment (they don’t know any better, example of nurture). They tell themselves that it is their fault, that they themselves must be a better wife to their husband, or that they cannot handle life on their own (especially for financial reasons). These women are often the victims of psychopaths, who are so manipulative that even psychologists are deceived. Both groups are therefore blind to reality and look away.
Child abuse, whether sexual or otherwise, is much more common than we think. That incest only occurs in lower class families is a fairy tale, that mothers often look away, unfortunately not. Why is that? Out of fear of what they will get themselves into when they speak up. Head in the sand, then the problem does not exist. Especially because they want to keep the harmony (for themselves, not for the child). The consequences for the (behaviour of the) child are enormous.
The first aspect of our behaviour in this post has to do with turning a blind eye which I derive mainly from an interesting book I read last week entitled: Wilful Blindness. Written by researcher and businesswoman Margaret Heffernan. The book was first published in 2011 and has been updated and reprinted several times.
The book is about how we tend to look away if a certain situation doesn’t feel right to us, is uncomfortable, disturbs our peace of mind, can be financially threatening, gets in the way of our ego etc. We just don’t like change, we prefer the situation as it is. Numerous examples are described in the book, based on carefully conducted scientific research, with all references at the back of the book.
The question remains whether our behaviour is naturally what it is or whether it is formed by the circumstances (nature versus nurture). There is no simple answer to that. I think both play a role. One child experiences its upbringing differently from a sibling while the circumstances are the same, because it is, for example, more sensitive. Identical twins can show completely different behaviour later in life, while the opposite also occurs. This is an introduction on my part. Some examples from the book:
We are always amazed that women go back to the men who abuse them. Whether the abuse is verbal, physical or sexual, the man promises to better himself and the woman believes him. Women who make that choice have a low self-esteem (I don’t deserve better, perhaps an example of nature) or they saw their mother undergoing the same treatment (they don’t know any better, example of nurture). They tell themselves that it is their fault, that they themselves must be a better wife to their husband, or that they cannot handle life on their own (especially for financial reasons). These women are often the victims of psychopaths, who are so manipulative that even psychologists are deceived. Both groups are therefore blind to reality and look away.
Child abuse, whether sexual or otherwise, is much more common than we think. That incest only occurs in lower class families is a fairy tale, that mothers often look away, unfortunately not. Why is that? Out of fear of what they will get themselves into when they speak up. Head in the sand, then the problem does not exist. Especially because they want to keep the harmony (for themselves, not for the child). The consequences for the (behaviour of the) child are enormous.
Alice Stewart noticed in the 1950s that twice as many children born to women who had an x-ray during pregnancy developed cancer in a period of ten years. Before making this widely known, she did more research and kept coming to the same conclusion. She raised it with colleagues before publishing it in The Lancet in 1956. There was talk of the Nobel Prize for her. And then nothing at all happened. Why? It was indigestible for doctors that they had done something that turned out to be life-threatening to foetuses. X-rays were in vogue, because it was a relatively new technology and no one wanted to see the harm it could cause. People looked away. She was made fun of. It took many years for her findings to be recognised. (this is a very short summary of her story)
Albert Speer, after 1942 the second most powerful man in Germany, and Hitler got along very well. Speer was therefore completely blind to the monster that was Hitler. His life was spared at the Nuremberg trial because he freely admitted not seeing what Hitler had been doing. He later stated to his biographer that he had to spend the rest of his life coming to terms with what he had done because he had been blind.
You are in love and a good friend very carefully says something negative about your new love. You don’t hear it, you don’t see it, you are completely blind. You even push away that annoying little voice in the back of your head.
Other examples: MeToo; People who are initially critical of misconduct in their company, but then gradually go along with the flow, because everyone does it and you don’t want to be an outsider. The real whistleblowers, who don’t mind being ridiculed when they denounce wrongdoing at companies, institutions and governments, are being fired because they are contrarians and reveal things that the boss is looking away from, often because a lot of money is at stake. Madoff, Enron etc.
And so there are countless other examples in the book of which you think, how on earth is it possible? But look into the mirror. Is our own behaviour always flawless? Can we always resist the temptation to do something that we know is not actually right, but which we then know how to condone in an excellent way?
Look what happened when the sale of cigarettes was banned. The black market grew by the day. Everyone smoked as much as ever before or more, no one suddenly stopped smoking. If you intend to quit smoking, it isn’t going to happen because the sale is banned. I would almost say the opposite is true. I myself hadn’t smoked a cigarette for over a year, but I thought when the ban is lifted, I will light one or two or… Purely recalcitrant behaviour.
Forbidding something leads to excessive behaviour and has the opposite effect.
Alcohol insanely expensive in Sweden? Then we take the ferry back and forth and drink as much and as fast as we can, as soon as the boat is out of territorial waters. How so?
The ban on the sale of alcohol caused the same behaviour as with the cigarettes. You want more of it if you can’t have it freely and legally.
Forbidden fruits (illegal cigarettes and alcohol, drugs, an affair) simply taste much better. Why? Because of the excitement? The chance to get caught? Satisfaction of our ego? Look at me? Pure boredom? The need of something outside of ourself to get a fix?
Albert Speer, after 1942 the second most powerful man in Germany, and Hitler got along very well. Speer was therefore completely blind to the monster that was Hitler. His life was spared at the Nuremberg trial because he freely admitted not seeing what Hitler had been doing. He later stated to his biographer that he had to spend the rest of his life coming to terms with what he had done because he had been blind.
You are in love and a good friend very carefully says something negative about your new love. You don’t hear it, you don’t see it, you are completely blind. You even push away that annoying little voice in the back of your head.
Other examples: MeToo; People who are initially critical of misconduct in their company, but then gradually go along with the flow, because everyone does it and you don’t want to be an outsider. The real whistleblowers, who don’t mind being ridiculed when they denounce wrongdoing at companies, institutions and governments, are being fired because they are contrarians and reveal things that the boss is looking away from, often because a lot of money is at stake. Madoff, Enron etc.
And so there are countless other examples in the book of which you think, how on earth is it possible? But look into the mirror. Is our own behaviour always flawless? Can we always resist the temptation to do something that we know is not actually right, but which we then know how to condone in an excellent way?
Look what happened when the sale of cigarettes was banned. The black market grew by the day. Everyone smoked as much as ever before or more, no one suddenly stopped smoking. If you intend to quit smoking, it isn’t going to happen because the sale is banned. I would almost say the opposite is true. I myself hadn’t smoked a cigarette for over a year, but I thought when the ban is lifted, I will light one or two or… Purely recalcitrant behaviour.
Forbidding something leads to excessive behaviour and has the opposite effect.
Alcohol insanely expensive in Sweden? Then we take the ferry back and forth and drink as much and as fast as we can, as soon as the boat is out of territorial waters. How so?
The ban on the sale of alcohol caused the same behaviour as with the cigarettes. You want more of it if you can’t have it freely and legally.
Forbidden fruits (illegal cigarettes and alcohol, drugs, an affair) simply taste much better. Why? Because of the excitement? The chance to get caught? Satisfaction of our ego? Look at me? Pure boredom? The need of something outside of ourself to get a fix?
Us humans are also resourceful. No alcohol for sale? Then we make it ourselves, right? With ginger and pineapple, for example. (this has increased the price of ginger by 300%, but this aside). Anything better than being without.
If there has ever been an interesting time to take a closer look at our behaviour, it is now. People who express different opinions are ridiculed, fired or slandered. Just like so many whistleblowers before them. Without giving the other person the opportunity to give his view on the matter and thus engage into a dialogue. We are quick to judge, but who are we to even have an opinion about someone else.
He who is without sin ……
If there has ever been an interesting time to take a closer look at our behaviour, it is now. People who express different opinions are ridiculed, fired or slandered. Just like so many whistleblowers before them. Without giving the other person the opportunity to give his view on the matter and thus engage into a dialogue. We are quick to judge, but who are we to even have an opinion about someone else.
He who is without sin ……
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Doubt erased…
‘Did you take it?’, I ask ‘Of course, a few days ago’, you say ‘How do you feel?’, me ‘Muscles stiff, my left arm a bit sore’, you ‘It’s risky, some say’, me ‘Not at all, others say’, you ‘You believe them?’, me ‘Yes, I do’, you ‘Why would I do it?’, me ‘It’s the answer, they say’, you ‘To what?’, me ‘A strong and healthy body’, you ‘Shall I go for it too?’, me ‘Definitely’, you ‘Not sure…’, me ‘Especially recommended for the elderly’, you ‘That’s for me then?’, me ‘Yes and it’s on promotion’, you ‘Oh?’, me ‘ Five classes, half price’, you ‘Count me in’, me ‘Good girl’, you. 
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Freedom
Lying on your tummy in your living room you slowly, slowly start crawling out of your protective shell. Your head is out you anxiously look around you hesitate am I going to do this? do I dare? then you quickly withdraw into the safety of your shell that you slowly, slowly built over the years. You try again, faster now you’re out, you stand up you’re free you take a deep breath. You became the butterfly ultimate transformation. 
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Harmony…
The orchid just makes flowers The Cycad just grows tall The spider just builds a nest The rabbit just nibbles on a carrot A dog just nudges a toddler, invitation to play The lioness just hides in the bush, watching her next meal to survive. No second thougths, no egos, just knowing. Nature our big teacher, always, all the time. Focussed, content and wise. The third part of nature, us humans, shows a different picture. We know better, we go to war, we disagree, we manipulate, we lie, I am right and you are wrong, we say, always, all the time. Not focussed, not content, not wise. Where did we go wrong? As soon as we became ego driven? When did we forget that only love is real? When did we stop living from our hearts? Where is our compassion? Especially NOW we need to go back, back to who we really are, aware and living life as it should be: Love In Full Expression. As loving teachers to others, accepting differences, in harmony, stillness and with peace in our hearts. |
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Awareness
You find yourself standing in a circle and looking at all the people who colour your life. Most colours you like, like the radiant red from the people you love and love you back. You smile. Some colours are a pulsing black. Your smile disappears. They are your biggest teachers though. They press your buttons, all the time. They frustrate you, challenge you, annoy you, it never stops. They don’t listen to you, They are not willing to change in spite of all your efforts. They don’t acknowledge you and your good intentions. You get angry at them, which is based on fear, fear of losing control, your worst scenario. Your ego keeps telling you that you’re right. Of course, it says. It whispers in your ear: Who do they think they are to upset me, to not acknowledge me? Your frustration is almost killing you, always nagging in the back of your mind. And then… an angel appears, in the form of your dear friend, showing you that’s all about you, inviting you to look in the mirror they put on: Not accepting yourself for who you are. Not loving yourself unconditionally. Not living from your heart, where there is no ego. Are you listening? Do you see the black slowly changing into a radiant red, the colour of love? Thankfulness and awareness kick in: You are loved, your are love, it starts with you. |
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Your song, my song, our song…
Wandering in the forest not knowing where to go I hear soft sounds emerging. Wondering who is playing quickening my pace I see you sitting there singing, playing your guitar. Watching you, I hear your tender voice pulling me, inviting me to join. Branches rustling as I approach you look up and sing the last line of your song I found my love where have you been so long? Hand me your guitar let me play for you my fingers touch the strings soft sounds emerge you smile a happy smile. Let me sing for you words from my heart kept there too long hear my song. Somehow I know you from somewhere far away from sometime long ago I smile a happy smile. Together we sing the last line of my song I found my love where have you been so long? 
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Who’s to blame?
You are still young not in years, but at heart. You love your life, you’re free to walk, go out, to dance, to laugh, to sometimes cry, you live! But then all hell breaks loose. Chaos in the world, chaos in your head. The streets empty, your freedom gone. No knock on your door, no coffees with friends, no hugs are allowed. Slowly but surely your zest for life disappears. You don’t dare to say, you may not want to stay. Lonely, fearful, without hope you take them all, you go to sleep to never wake up. At least you’re now free, free from the chaos in the world, the chaos in your head. |
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Come here…
You find yourself wandering around in a big forest. Ancient trees around you, birds chirping, a squirrel running away. Suddenly, you hear a voice, soft words are spoken come here, come here… You turn around and see nothing but a white light. Then the light is changing, slowly transforming into the image of an angel, sitting at the roots of one of the ancient trees, beckoning you, inviting you. You slowly start walking and when you come nearer, you hear: I am your guardian, I am here to protect you, you usually don’t see me, but I am always, always with you, you are never alone. Now that you are close, you clearly see a beautiful face with delicate features and loving eyes. Come sit with me, my child, let me embrace you. You do sit down and feel loving arms enveloping you. Your hair gets stroked, gently, gently. You surrender to what is. Tears of joy wet your cheeks you’re overwhelmed, there’s so much love. You look up, you smile and hear: keep this love in your heart, my child, while you get on with your life, and remember, remember always remember… |
Our Ego
It cannot be true, it was still allowed yesterday. Where is this going? Gone is my holiday. It will take months, I am sure about that. Why can’t I touch you. We don’t deserve this. I am angry. I can not take it anymore. I’m right, but no one sees that. The politicians are all criminals, focussed on their own interest. We are gradually living in a police state. It drives me crazy.
Our ego is talking here. The ego likes drama, being dissatisfied, feeling unhappy, blaming others and complaining. If we let ourselves be guided by our ego, we live in the illusion of the past (everything was better yesterday) or the future (where is this going?). The past nor the future have anything to do with reality (I will write more about that sometime), with the now, the present. When we live in the now, our ego no longer plays a role. ‘It is as it is,’ we then say. ‘How could it be any different than it is?’ , we then conclude. If we are aware, living consciously, we see the possibilities of any situation, not the obstacle. We accept what is and by doing so we silence our ego.
I am the last one to say that this is easy. I have been struggling in recent days with the hypocrisy and unethical behaviour of our government, regarding the ban on cigarette sales.
Especially because of the minister’s conflict of interest with criminals who make millions with illegal cigarette trade. Such people are in charge and can determine whether or not you light a cigarette, after all, they are our government, it makes you go ballistic.
‘Yes,’ our ego whispers, ‘go ahead’.
It cannot be true, it was still allowed yesterday. Where is this going? Gone is my holiday. It will take months, I am sure about that. Why can’t I touch you. We don’t deserve this. I am angry. I can not take it anymore. I’m right, but no one sees that. The politicians are all criminals, focussed on their own interest. We are gradually living in a police state. It drives me crazy.
Our ego is talking here. The ego likes drama, being dissatisfied, feeling unhappy, blaming others and complaining. If we let ourselves be guided by our ego, we live in the illusion of the past (everything was better yesterday) or the future (where is this going?). The past nor the future have anything to do with reality (I will write more about that sometime), with the now, the present. When we live in the now, our ego no longer plays a role. ‘It is as it is,’ we then say. ‘How could it be any different than it is?’ , we then conclude. If we are aware, living consciously, we see the possibilities of any situation, not the obstacle. We accept what is and by doing so we silence our ego.
I am the last one to say that this is easy. I have been struggling in recent days with the hypocrisy and unethical behaviour of our government, regarding the ban on cigarette sales.
Especially because of the minister’s conflict of interest with criminals who make millions with illegal cigarette trade. Such people are in charge and can determine whether or not you light a cigarette, after all, they are our government, it makes you go ballistic.
‘Yes,’ our ego whispers, ‘go ahead’.
But then you may suddenly realise that these people and many politicians with them are not aware, they are living in the illusion of power and an even richer future for themselves. You ponder on what Jesus said on the cross: Forgive them Father for they know not what they do. He was referring here to his accusers, the high priests, the Pharisees and the people.
Nothing has changed. It is an excellent example of how the ego takes over and we thereby completely loose sight of reality.
In the case of Jesus it is the so called collective ego we are dealing with. The crowd follows the leaders without thinking for themselves. The ones who shout the loudest get the votes. ‘They know what’s best for us’, is what people think if at all.
The collective ego of countries on a bigger scale, as another example, creates the completely meaningless wars (we are right, we will fight and destroy them).
Back to the moment when you realise that this means there is no presence of awareness. You meditate or you just sit still and look around you. A smile appears on your face. You anchor yourself, you become aware, you are completely in the now, far away from all the distractions around you. You reach your essence, you realise that you are free, that nothing or no one can control you or do you any harm, because your essence is intangible and untouchable. (thanks to Loraine for this last realisation).
Another example of an ego playing up is when people rage on Twitter at someone they’ve never met, but whose opinion they don’t share. Foul language all over the place. These people are furious and far from conscious, totally captivated by the illusion that the world will be a better place if everyone acknowledges that they are right and the other is wrong. Or maybe they lack attention in real life and try to get that in the virtual world? Whatever the case, they are not in the now, but in the illusion of the future (you have to listen to me, only then I feel better).
Who are we? A question which we may think about more now than in normal circumstances. Our ego knows how to answer this and eagerly gives us a few options. ‘I am so and so and have a good profitable company,’ it says. ‘I’m a good mother,’ ‘I look good,’ ‘Look what a beautiful car I have,’ or ‘I did very well at university.’ All appearances with which we identify ourselves, but which have nothing to do with our essence, with who we really are. What we find important when we are not living consciously. When we are aware, aware of our essence and therefore living in the now, we immediately notice how different we feel. We can more easily be at peace with ourselves and with what is going on, there is calm and no more fighting.
So, the right answer to the question is awareness. Aware of being aware. We have a body and a brain in which that endless flow of thoughts arises, but we are consciousness.
Scientists are still not sure where to find that in the body. No wonder. It’s nowhere, we are that. And in that consciousness we are all one. Maybe more about that in another blog.
After we have been disappointed many, many times we may finally realise that our ego does not help us, on the contrary, but also that it is still a long way towards awareness. So you actually could say that our ego does help in a sense, it keeps shaking us until we wake up and become aware.
Nothing has changed. It is an excellent example of how the ego takes over and we thereby completely loose sight of reality.
In the case of Jesus it is the so called collective ego we are dealing with. The crowd follows the leaders without thinking for themselves. The ones who shout the loudest get the votes. ‘They know what’s best for us’, is what people think if at all.
The collective ego of countries on a bigger scale, as another example, creates the completely meaningless wars (we are right, we will fight and destroy them).
Back to the moment when you realise that this means there is no presence of awareness. You meditate or you just sit still and look around you. A smile appears on your face. You anchor yourself, you become aware, you are completely in the now, far away from all the distractions around you. You reach your essence, you realise that you are free, that nothing or no one can control you or do you any harm, because your essence is intangible and untouchable. (thanks to Loraine for this last realisation).
Another example of an ego playing up is when people rage on Twitter at someone they’ve never met, but whose opinion they don’t share. Foul language all over the place. These people are furious and far from conscious, totally captivated by the illusion that the world will be a better place if everyone acknowledges that they are right and the other is wrong. Or maybe they lack attention in real life and try to get that in the virtual world? Whatever the case, they are not in the now, but in the illusion of the future (you have to listen to me, only then I feel better).
Who are we? A question which we may think about more now than in normal circumstances. Our ego knows how to answer this and eagerly gives us a few options. ‘I am so and so and have a good profitable company,’ it says. ‘I’m a good mother,’ ‘I look good,’ ‘Look what a beautiful car I have,’ or ‘I did very well at university.’ All appearances with which we identify ourselves, but which have nothing to do with our essence, with who we really are. What we find important when we are not living consciously. When we are aware, aware of our essence and therefore living in the now, we immediately notice how different we feel. We can more easily be at peace with ourselves and with what is going on, there is calm and no more fighting.
So, the right answer to the question is awareness. Aware of being aware. We have a body and a brain in which that endless flow of thoughts arises, but we are consciousness.
Scientists are still not sure where to find that in the body. No wonder. It’s nowhere, we are that. And in that consciousness we are all one. Maybe more about that in another blog.
After we have been disappointed many, many times we may finally realise that our ego does not help us, on the contrary, but also that it is still a long way towards awareness. So you actually could say that our ego does help in a sense, it keeps shaking us until we wake up and become aware.
You often hear that prisoners get a better understanding of who they are after being locked up for a long time, that their awareness is activated and that they therefore become a different, better person.
As humanity, we have suddenly become prisoners.
Let’s be still, reflect and thank our ego for the good service, but let’s say farewell to it. Perhaps a better humanity will emerge, a humanity which lives from the heart.
I conclude with the wise words of Mooji, a spiritual teacher, to whom I often listen:
‘All over the world there are problems. Everyone has a problem. But I tell you this; there is only one problem and it is caused by ego. Ego is the one source of all problems. It’s a form of ignorance. It’s just a distraction that prevents you from discovering who you really are. ‘
~ Mooji
As humanity, we have suddenly become prisoners.
Let’s be still, reflect and thank our ego for the good service, but let’s say farewell to it. Perhaps a better humanity will emerge, a humanity which lives from the heart.
I conclude with the wise words of Mooji, a spiritual teacher, to whom I often listen:
‘All over the world there are problems. Everyone has a problem. But I tell you this; there is only one problem and it is caused by ego. Ego is the one source of all problems. It’s a form of ignorance. It’s just a distraction that prevents you from discovering who you really are. ‘
~ Mooji
