About me.
My biggest intention in life is to offer a contribution to social intelligence and beauty I feel most alive when I feel that kind of openness on the verge of pleasantly emotional; being touched by the vibe of things, meetings, things working out well.
To feel aliveness gently or powerfully bursting through. Synchronicities indicate that I am in the right flow. I've lived that again and again when I truly move from my own impulses. Listening to what my body experiences, is key, is part of clear thinking. And I love giving shape to things as well, hands-on. Art, music, gardens, food, a party, group and process facilitation. I express myself best through body language and poetry. One poem you can find below. |
TIME LINE
I think that the most interesting part of my life is yet to come, but so far this is what I've done in the obvious sense: In the Netherlands I was working as a Waldorf school teacher. I co-facilitated personal development events and organised silent retreats in the Netherlands, the USA & Europe. In Crete, where I lived for 7 years, I've combined body work, stone & renovation work, guiding hiking weeks in the Cretan nature. I was moderately active in the music scene by playing in an ensemble and solo here and there. From time to time I make and sell my (stone) art. Since 2022 I give trainings in organisations - leadership and team development. I've initiated www.synchronicity-lab.com, a cross-pollination lab for impact makers, where we practice and play with ingredients that help induce synchronicity. As well as focus on one's personal mission and societal themes. In The Netherlands I have my embodiment work & coaching practice in Driebergen. Last year I started teaching my unique body work approach under the name Regenerative embodiment. |
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Crete June 2023
Unfathomably Crete.
Your scents, flavours, crests and rays
Reunion and farewell-stories filled bays
(How many for good?)
With tear-held-back eyes the ship breaks your heart from the shore
Presses memories deeper into your body
But the blue above and below embraces you
Timelessly
And carries you through
To a space where You forever remain, Island,
Corner of my earth
Because how the felicitous moon
And the fragrant moist
And the double hoot of the midget owl
How music of all times has interwoven
Your heavy summer hush and glistening winter glint
And how your deepest core gets stirred
With pulsing melodies
Out from the belly
of a nearby valley
Rhythm and root
Slam your strong booted foot
Onto the stone square
Shoulder to shoulder
Its impossible to keep your heart shut
Sucked in you get opening your arms
You’ll throw any boundary overboard
Applaud the last notes at the end of strings, nails, bows and soles
To bide with the tide and silent stars until the turqoise tones of dawn
You will want to lay down
Rest your case
Between the myrtle, carob, cistus rose,
And if you could still walk home
From one milky figue-tree sphere
To the next
You’d still dance in your dreams
Never will you be fully satiated
Witnessing the forbearing white mountains
Its folded out gowns, soft profiles, its curves
Daily in different weathers adorned
Cinnamon dust on the late june snow
How the thunder rolls and drums
You will want to drink in, again and again
Like adoring the face of your beloved
Beholding an entire life path with a dear one
Whether with you or not, on the other side or not,
All that, in your lap
You, in its lap
Unmentionable place, You
Where time folds in on itself
And spits you out
On the rugged edge
Of the European continent
You’ll come up gasping for air
Drifting back up where gravity meets no-gravity
At the surface of Aegean
Shout, to be given back your senses
Laugh, with the merciless laws of nature
Hum, to the ancestral wounds
Attest to the double-impact meteors
Ember signals in the black
Yes, give me my senses back
So I can sigh in pleasure
With the caresses of the silken sea,
the southern winds, the sun
And beg
To take me in once more
Unfathomably Crete.
Your scents, flavours, crests and rays
Reunion and farewell-stories filled bays
(How many for good?)
With tear-held-back eyes the ship breaks your heart from the shore
Presses memories deeper into your body
But the blue above and below embraces you
Timelessly
And carries you through
To a space where You forever remain, Island,
Corner of my earth
Because how the felicitous moon
And the fragrant moist
And the double hoot of the midget owl
How music of all times has interwoven
Your heavy summer hush and glistening winter glint
And how your deepest core gets stirred
With pulsing melodies
Out from the belly
of a nearby valley
Rhythm and root
Slam your strong booted foot
Onto the stone square
Shoulder to shoulder
Its impossible to keep your heart shut
Sucked in you get opening your arms
You’ll throw any boundary overboard
Applaud the last notes at the end of strings, nails, bows and soles
To bide with the tide and silent stars until the turqoise tones of dawn
You will want to lay down
Rest your case
Between the myrtle, carob, cistus rose,
And if you could still walk home
From one milky figue-tree sphere
To the next
You’d still dance in your dreams
Never will you be fully satiated
Witnessing the forbearing white mountains
Its folded out gowns, soft profiles, its curves
Daily in different weathers adorned
Cinnamon dust on the late june snow
How the thunder rolls and drums
You will want to drink in, again and again
Like adoring the face of your beloved
Beholding an entire life path with a dear one
Whether with you or not, on the other side or not,
All that, in your lap
You, in its lap
Unmentionable place, You
Where time folds in on itself
And spits you out
On the rugged edge
Of the European continent
You’ll come up gasping for air
Drifting back up where gravity meets no-gravity
At the surface of Aegean
Shout, to be given back your senses
Laugh, with the merciless laws of nature
Hum, to the ancestral wounds
Attest to the double-impact meteors
Ember signals in the black
Yes, give me my senses back
So I can sigh in pleasure
With the caresses of the silken sea,
the southern winds, the sun
And beg
To take me in once more