Sometimes coming home is not as good as you hoped it would be. Coming back to the island however, it surely was. When I arrived last Wednesday by ferry early in the morning in Palma and my feet stepped on Mediterranean soil again, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Somehow I feel I belong to…
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Sometimes you just need that feeling of support from those around you and those who believe in you. That what you do, makes sense. That what you do, is appreciated. Last Monday I couldn’t travel to France as I felt ill. Headache, raw throat, feeling cold, having my period and feeling incredibly tired. I decided…
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“Oh, how I wish this information would be taught at schools, even starting with kindergartens. The fact is, waiting or pushing for a change from the top is very difficult, also having in mind the amount of money and high politics involved in conventional agriculture and industrial animal farming. There is still too much demand…
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I still remember
how my legs pushed and pulled
my way through the forest
climbing the rugged path
cycling the hills home.
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I can sense the restlessness that drives many of us these days. A restlessness I’m familiar with. Moving to a new place on a new island, working on new projects within a pandemic world, and moving house again, to a tiny, basic, off-grid home in development, don’t make 2020 a particularly easy ride.
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Deze twee zuster-eilanden zijn als dag en nacht. Waar het ene zusje de boho-queen en de artistieke, hedonistische, zwevende vrijheidsliefhebber is, niet zelden in een witte Range Rover, is het andere zusje, back to basics, stevig met twee benen op de grond, en doet zich niet beter voor dan ze is; ze durft echt te zijn, neemt niet meer, maar zeker ook niet minder plaats in, is no-nonsense en rijdt in een oude pick-up of op een snelle racefiets.
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Yesterday it was my dear old friend’s 45th birthday and I called her to hear her voice again and to congratulate her with another fabulous year. I had to send her a Patsy and Eddie picture first. These two women are still so hilarious and some bothering negative feelings you might have, will melt as…
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In this Spanish village where I live, it wasn’t toilet paper that people were stacking away during lockdown, as people did in the Netherlands, my native country. No, it was flour. Flour to bake bread, cakes and pizza. As we all had to stay in our houses and my only weekly visit was to the…
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‘Community living’: to live with like-minded people, share food, ideas about life and necessities, support each other, work on projects together, have somebody around to have a chat or a drink with and respect everyone’s space. It’s a way of life which can be valuable, joyful and a way to learn from one another. Experiment…
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“Doesn’t it seem to you,” asked Madame Bovary, “that the mind moves more freely in the presence of that boundless expanse, that the sight of it elevates the soul and gives rise to thoughts of the infinite and the ideal?” Gustave Flaubert Last Sunday I visited the sea, a dreamy small cove, enclosed by high…
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