“als je goed kijkt
kun je elke dag iets moois zien”

A great blessing of life, is when you can see the world as through that of a child's eyes. This world so beautiful full of colors and fragrances from flower to flower flying like a butterfly so free. To experience the world and life is like a huge playground, a wonderful sparkling journey of discovery.

Have you ever looked at a crying child? Really looked at it? The brilliant sparkles that are scattered when the child spontaneously bursts into tears? Do you see the purest inner fire that becomes visible per instant?

Every fiber of the little body tightens, stamping its feet and screaming, releasing tears, raging and ranting, and nothing can stop this explosion. When the sorrow is over, the body becomes soft again, the child relaxes completely and sobs for a while. From the deepest fibers the emotions have been lived through, released, cleaned up and let go again and the child has remained the same child.

We are not supposed to be indoctrinated into 'desirable' beings, to please others. The cage we think we are in is a learned, falsified identification of 'self'. An imitation of restrained adults, which eventually becomes a self-directed organism, a contrived and modified 'nobody' to every fiber of the adult body.

How pure are you really any longer? When was the last time you honestly expressed yourself, just hugged someone instead of giving them a hand? When was the last time you walked barefoot in the wet grass, smelled a flower, chased a butterfly admired and studied it? When was the last time you were in your most pure and sincere emotions or allowed yourself to indulge in anything that 'god would have forbidden'?

Experiencing the world and life is like playing in a large sandbox on a playground, a wonderful sparkling journey of discovery where castles can be built from water and sand. I can only learn from you when you transmit your own unique sparkles to me, so that I can see who you really are, so that I can absorb your sparkles and take them in.

The separated inner parts that never represented your true you as inner fire, because you had to learn to become an adult. Not allowed to get upset anymore, not allowed to show sadness, not allowed to burst with laughter (mostly in church ? ), not allowed to get your Sunday clothes dirty, not allowed to throw the 'problems' on the street, obligatory to sit at the table at five o'clock, clockwise to bed at eight o'clock while you were not tired.

There is nothing I can learn from adapted words nor from learned language, nothing from socially correct behavior, etiquette or civic decency. There is nothing I can learn from corrections, not from restrained emotions, flattened and stretched out faces, dull eyes and restrained smiles. There is nothing I can learn from fear, stress, rushing, distrust, hatred, inequality, insulting or patronizing words.

Toon jouw diepste binnenkant en vind opnieuw het vrije kind in jezelf die je ooit bent geweest, voordat je beschadigd raakte. Want ook jij was ooit open, vrij, spelend, onderzoekend, lerend, ervarend, begaafd, talentvol, uitzonderlijk en sprankelend in jouw meest unieke en vrije uitingsvorm. Houd van deze uniekheid en durf hierin authentiek te zijn, jezelf vrij uit te spreken en de algoritmen van je eigen hart te volgen, in plaats van die van anderen. Dit is de enige manier om anderen te leren, dat ook zij sprankelend mogen zijn in hun puurste vorm. We zijn allemaal elkaars leraar en leerling tegelijkertijd.