Sparkles Expressed
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In this space I write about essence and how it expresses itself - in work, parenting, education, relationships - throughout everything in our daily life.
Years ago I met this nice guy, Marco Bot, during a Shamanic training. He was always drawing, even during the training. Symbols, signs, images; it was like he was a fountain of inspiration that needed to be expressed through his sketch pad. I was reminded of him while I was in the process of...
It is not often that I am truly touched by a business, but it happened. On a grey evening I came across a Dutch documentary on television about Lightyear One, the first solar powered family car. I called my son of 12 to come and watch it with me, because I know this kind of stuff has his...
In March this year we chose a secondary school for my son. He wanted to go to the same school as his big sister is in. She is nearly in her last year and we are satisfied with the school. They really try hard to offer subjects in an appealing way, but the curriculum is leading and the educational...
On Monday morning our son Bodhi starts with a meeting with his coach at school, instead of listening to a teacher. Because there aren't any. Neither are compulsory subjects.
He decides what to learn in his own way.
That is quite something for a child of 12 who just came from a traditional school....
Today my husband found out that our daughter of 16 has been a victim of scamming. She lost all of her savings, where she worked so hard for, for a lousy €3,50 an hour. She was misled and fell into a trap of transferring money for something you can’t believe she fell into. But she did....
It was in the midst of the pandemic in 2021 where I understood how we as humans are in need of embracing our mortality and knowing our eternity. How deeply we have lost the sense of what life and death really are. Colored by upbringing, Western culture, religion, experiences and karmic...
Imagine, how would it be to sit here in this stadium full of light? To be this Light? We don’t need to become a monk to realise it. We can do it as ‘ordinary’ human beings having an ‘ordinary’ life. We just need to remember our true nature, so we can relate...
She was only 16, and I was 21 years old. I was working as a representative for a youth holiday company in Spain. She was a participant. One of her friends came to me for help one evening. "My friend Marjolein has awful nightmares. She was raped a couple of years ago. Everything comes back to her...