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"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; open to whatever, not knowing what will be next, let attention arrive somewhere in a place where it wants to be. To then feel aliveness gently or powerfully bursting through.
Synchronicities indicate that I am 'on' my path. |
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.
I like to connect people and dots.
I invite people to lean backwards often, sensing into where and when the energy takes you in to move, with ease. I tend to ask sharp questions with warmth.
I love giving shape to things as well, hands-on and in co-creation.
Art, music, gardens, food, a party, design, organising events, holding space for groups.
I express myself well through body language, music, poetry. One poem you can find on the bottom of this page. It captures the whole content of how I felt, the day that I left (with my boxes packed in my van) standing on the boat, that broke loose from the shore, looking back at 10 years there.
3D Timeline
20's
After finishing my studies (Hogeschool Helicon) I worked as a Waldorf school teacher in Bussum en Almere.
During this period and after I co-facilitated personal development events and silent retreats.
I always was fascinated by and always gave body work, along side other things. It started off with normal massage and Thai massage. The big never-ending exploration had started!
30's
I moved to Crete and had one main intention: to listen to my very own impulses, to what feels good, and follow that. It was a beautiful, bumpy, upstream, downstream ride.
I lived here fulltime for 7 years, and, next to bodywork, I've done 2 years of stone & renovation work, 6 seasons of 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 made (and sold) stone sculptures.
An intense backpain episode of 3 years had me live in constant pain. It made me seek help with other body therapists. I was often being disappointed until I found one particular osteopath, in whose hands my body felt utterly understood. All these experiences helped me grow understanding in my own work, and set me off to study different forms of structural bodywork: Core Fascial Release in Crete and London, Cranio Sacral work and Visceral Manipulation (organ work) in De Bilt. My passion for the human body grew only bigger.
During my time in Crete I experienced synchronicities so remarkably often. It is my favourite thing.
I initiated Sync Lab in 2021: a live event where people who work on transitions can find each other. With transition I mean; all those who work on inviting humanity back into a more human scale, healthy exchange with the planet. In the labs is ample space for personal growth, embodiment practices collective intelligence, nature.
In 2021 I started giving trainings leadership and team development in organisations in the Netherlands, a long time dream of mine, and one of the reasons why I moved back to The Netherlands, although I go back to Crete from time to time.
40 - now
I 've cristalized out my best practices of my life long exploration in bodywork into a unique embodiment work approach, that I gave the name Regenerative Bodywork. I like that the word regeneration, that is also used in agriculture and other societal settings, reflects how we as humanity seem to find ourselves much in a sort of relational-emotional soil-life transition : )
I consider constellation work and interactive self-resonance processes , which I studied (at Interakt in Tiel in 2025) very great tools.
I feel very much in my element combining things, changing different works and settings: as a trainer, coach/wingwoman, embodiment worker, teacher, event-organiser, host, and fellow human.
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Thank you for your interest in my story, and I hope to see you in real life!
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 my heart from the shore
Presses memories deeper into my body
But the blue above and below embraces me
Timelessly
And carries me 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 my deepest core gets stirred
With pulsing melodies
Out from the belly
of a nearby valley
Calling me in
Rhythm and root
Slam that strong booted foot
Onto the stone square
Vigorous melodies and the dance goes round
Sucked in I get opening my arms
Shoulder to shoulder
Its impossible to keep my heart shut
I'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
til the turqoise tones of dawn
I will want to lay down
Rest my case
Between the myrtle, carob, cistus rose,
And if I could still walk home
From one milky figue-tree sphere
To the next
I’d still dance in my dreams
Never will I 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
To listen how the thunder rolls and drums
I will want to drink in, again and again
Like adoring the face of a beloved
Beholding an entire life path with a dear one
Whether with me or not, on the other side or not,
All that, in my lap
I, in its lap
Unmentionable place, You
Where time folds in on itself
And spits me out
On the rugged edge
Of the European continent
I’ll come up gasping for air
Drifting back up where gravity meets no-gravity
At the surface of Aegean
I'll shout, to be given back more of my senses
Laugh, with the merciless laws of nature
Hum, to the ancestral wounds
Attest, to double-flaring meteors
buffered and broken by several spheres
Timeless 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