Sometimes you find a very special friend.

Someone who changes your life just by being part of it!

Someone who makes you laugh when you need to laugh,

Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the

Someone who convinces you that life is filled with doors

Just waiting for you to open them!

When you’re feeling down,

And the world seems like a dark and empty place,

Your special friend lifts your spirit

And makes that dark and empty world

Suddenly seem bright and full!

Your special friend gets you through

The hard times and the sad times,

Your special friend holds your hand

And tells you everything is going to be all right.

And if you find such a friend,

You have a special friend for life,

And life is special!

Thanks For Being My Very Special Friend!

Wish of


Go quietly on your ways, within all hustle, bustle and hury,

And know which peace the stillness can be to you.

Stand well with everybody, if possible

but do not give up yourself.

Say your truth alway quietly and clearly

but listen also to others

Even to them, who seem to be impassive

They have also their story to tell.

Avoid loud quarrelling people,

They are a trouble for you mental balance

If you want to compare yourself to others

Know that vanity or bitterness will be your part

because there are always better and worse people than you.

Be delighted on your success and your intentions

Strive thereafter to come further but stay unpretending

that is the best in the changing luck of your life

Be careful in business

The world is full of tricks and cheat

But don’t be blind for what you meet on vitue:

There are so many that want the good thing

In life around you a lot of heroes are hiding.

Be yourself!

Do not simulate friendship, where you do not feel one

But do not be condescending on love, even when it is moving itself towards you.

There is so much exposure, so many dryness

But new grass keeps on growing with persistency every time.

Do not flee away for the lessons the years you give

Give your yought unpretending back, when she ends

Take care of your mental power,

as they can protect you, when misfortune strikes you.

Do not put your power into dark suspicions

Most fear is created by fatigue and loneliness

Master yourself and be friendly and soft to yourself,

You are in the middle of a world, not less than trees or stars,

You have the right to be here, and if you notice or not,

the world is unfolding itself to you on her way.

Live in peace with God,

However you would understand Him

On whatever your effort is and whatever your dreams are,

Keep peace with yourself

Don’t forget: with all her sorrows and her suffering,

The world can be very beautiful

Live therefore carefully,

Try to live happily

The discovery

Has anyone told you that you are completely well enough?

That you are living beautiful enough, sweet enough, wise enough, strong and smart enough ?
Has anyone seen how you are doing your best to carry on at your best possible way?
To handle everything life offers to you?
Has anyone told you that you are allowed to take a break for some time?
Resting for a while, feeling the satisfaction because you are doing sufficient to satisfy?
Whispers someone support and encouragement to you like well done, do so, you should do so, you might say no, come on, you can do it, hold on, let it loose, it is good, you dare to do, whatever you do – I am right behind you.

Does someone strikes you softly along your cheeks while you are asleep?
And stays that one smiling of admiration and proudly looking at you in your bed?
Does someone sing lullabies when you can’t fall asleep?
Does someone kiss you awake when you are dreaming nasty?
Is someone glad when you come home?
And who is wishing you luck when you are leaving.

Is there someone listening to the whispering of your dreams and
encourage you to chase them?
And encourage you when you encounter obstacles?
Is there anyone to celebrate your luck?
Uncontrollably to laugh with?
But also to face the black hole of your depression?

Does someone tell you that every feeling you experience may be there and that everything will pass by as well?
That after every winter it will become spring again.
Does someone love every little inch of your body?
Of every rolls of fat or lean part?
Of everything that is whole and sound and broken and is sick?
Is there anyone who thinks you are allowed to laze, to day-dream, to loaf about, to hang around, to mess about, without the obligation to create something?

Is there someone who cheers you up and says that you are allowed to sing out of tune?
Allowing you to dance crazier than crazy…?
Allowing you to wear strange clothing?
Allowing you to wear glitters if you want to show up?
You may follow your own style and taste.
You don’t need to toe the line

You may scream and guffaw
You may play the wag from time to time
You may eat chocolates heartily
Being noisy, colourful and unusual

Is there anyone who knows for sure that your intuition always intends to mean the best for you?
And that this is a compass where you sail along well?

Is there anyone who is glad that you exist and would never want to miss you because there is no one like you?
Does someone know that you are always doing your very best in a way you can perform at that moment?
And is there someone who considers that good enough, although you can do better tomorrow.
Is there someone where you are both at home and on adventure at the same time?
Someone on who you can trust without being captive?
Is there anyone whispering to you that you are just as perfect like a sparrow, a snowflake, a raindrop in spring or a kiss of a child?

Is there anyone who really loves you?

I now wish that you are that someone.
I wish you the discovery.
It was you yourself on who you were waiting for!

With this piece you might be able to reach this state of mind that Sylver sings about:

I’m no longer frightened
no more sleepless nights
no more bruises on my soul
troubles out of sight

I have no more sorrow

no more search for light
got my train of inner thoughts
back on the tracks of life

living my life again

swept away by the wind
i’ve changed

taken time to rearrange


Yesterday – Today – Tomorrow

There are two days in every week about which we should not worry – two days
which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.
One of these days is Yesterday with all its mistakes and cares and faults and

blunders. Yesterday has passed forever beyond our control, all the money in the
world cannot bring back Yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we performed, we
cannot erase a single word we said. Yesterday is gone!
The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow with its possible adversities,
its burdens, its large promises and poor performances. Tomorrow’s sun will rise
either in splendour or behind a mask of cloud – but it will rise. Until it does we

have no stake in tomorrow, for it is yet unborn.
That leaves only one day Today! Any man can fight the battles of one day. It is only
when you add the burdens of these two awfull eternities – Yesterday and Tomorrow,
that we break down. Its not the experience of Today that drives men mad – it is
remorse or bitterness for something that happened Yesterday, or the dread of what
may happen tomorrow.

Then let us Journey but – One day at a time.

Illusion (11 October 2001)

The difference between the moment, past and future is an illusion. But it is a stuborn one. Just like Einstein Stephen Hawking struggels with this problem: "Why do we remember the past and not the future?" I think the moment is there where the future goes into the past. The question remains why some people (as Nostradamus) think they can "remember" the future. If that was the case the future would be fixed and could not be manipulated. There is a word for that: predestination. In Dutch we know a saying: "Who is born for 10 cents will never be 25 cents."

The other way around we can ask the question: "If the future can not be manipulated, why can’t the past be manipulated anymore?" You can imagine a safety system where every pilot has a chip under his skin communicating with the plane and looking if the pilot is still alive. As soons as the communications is down the plane will be incontrollable and the automatic pilot will return the plane to nearest airport. This will be reversibly introduced at 01/01/01. On september 11th that same year it will avoid large disasters. Personally you could go with your natural substances against cancer to the moment where your grandfather could be helped in a way he could have lived by now. If that should work, a large amount of people of the future could go back to us. No, you can only go back in your mind. Our mind can go back to worthful moments in the past. But the thing we should do more is looking forward to a good future.

A stock-falldown is a good example of a moment on which anybody thinks: "It goes bad." Does it surprise us that actually it goes bad and the stock&share fall down?

Events of the past can also turn on to hate. We have to do something on the reasons of the hate

But if the "opposition rich-poor and our freedom suppresses the freedom of other people" is predestinated in a way we can’t do anything about it. I think that is an illusion.

Footprints in the sand

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along
the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his
life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the
sand. One belonging to him, and the other to the lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked
back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times
along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints.
He also notice that it happened at the very lowest and saddest
times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.

"Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you’d
walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why when I needed you most, you would leave

The Lord replied, "My son, my precious child, I love you
and would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering,
when you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried

We are children of the sun

Who could have expected that communication in our bodies likely to be done by light. If you think of it as a gift from an higher power or not, we have measured that our bodies are illuminated from the inside! We are emitting lightwaves just like our old sun.

Surprising? I think not if you think of our drive to perfectness we tried to make a computer running on light. That was difficult. But nature is always one step ahead and created us communicating internally with light.

Our bodies contain an amount of photons that can be freed when you digest food or loaded onto our DNA’s to read or write the DNA. Evoluated throughout the years I think nature has created something that must be protected against itself.

Look at Israel, Afganistan and other war-places in the world. Let’s honour our created life and not destroy it!

If you do not think our beings consist of the same matter as the sun does, think of God as you like but do not tell anyone your God is better than his or her God. Religions are culture-related and there is no problem to follow most of them, but you might not use religion as an apology for making war or terrorism!

Nothing is stronger

than the silence

Nothing has so much power

than the silence of the night

Nothing is stronger

than the silence

Nothing is stronger than the word

Nobody hears

Today there has been done a lot of talking

So many people around the world

have explained so much

grubling on another

by those ‘knowing better’

but those ‘knowing better’ should know better

and forget what they know

because nothing is stronger

than the silence

nothing has so much power

than the silence of the night

nothing is stronger that the word

that nobody hears

obtain an advance on the death

feel the silence around you

who can bear the silency

never feels alone

come here with me and hold me tight

don’t ask what I feel

Words say far to often

what I don’t mean

nothing is stronger

than the silence

nothing has so much power

than the silence of the night

nothing is stronger

than the silence

nothing is stronger than the word

Nobody hears..

(Translated from Stef Bos / de Stilte)

By Mahatma Gandhi:

"I shall try to create a Bharat in which the poorest of the poor would also take pride in their own country and would feel that they too had something to contribute to it. I shall strive for the creations of Bharat in which there will be no distincitions of the rich and the poor and of various sects. In such Bharat there will be no place for alcoholic drinks and other intoxicating drugs. Women will have equal rights with men. We will have peaceful relations with the rest of the world which means neither we will exploit others nor will we allow others to exploit us. All those interests which do not impinge upon the rightsof others whether Indians or foreigners shall be respected. This will be the Bharat of my dreams Anything less than that will not satisfy me."

Can the Bharat of Gandhi’s dreams be built without an accompanying awareness? – Maybe Nelson Mandela’s awareness might help.

Like the Sun (by Nelson Mandela)

Our deepest fear is not that we have are unmighty

Our deepest fear is linked to our not to be measured power

not the darknes, but the light in us

is that what we fear most.

We ask ourselves:

"Who am I to consider myself brilliant, shining?"

But why wouldn’t we be that?

You are a child of God!

Je don’t serve the world to keep yourself small.

No light will be emitted when the people around you

get their sureness from you being small.

We are destined to shine like children do

We are born to let the glory Gods in us to open up.

That glory is not just in some of us, but in every human being

and when we shine our light then this enables others to do the same.

Only if we are freed from our deepest fears

then only we being around will free others.

Because lower energies are permanently fed by media and of course by the people themselves, I think it is very important to keep up a field permanently. The following solution was found for that: when all people in the world connect from inside to the field of peace, and put all their attention to the Certainty, that peace has already been given, then this field is fed worldwide, 24 hours a day. By doing so we create Peace, and get the vibrations of Peace from the Unverse, and amplify them in that way, that lower energies can become truth more difficult. I know it is possible, I know it is possible NOW, and everything that is needed are enough people, who connect with this energy at the same moment…


‘A man of peace is not a pacifist, a man of peace is simply a pool of silence. He pulsates a new kind of energy into the world, he sings a new song. He lives in a totally new way his very way of live is that of grace, that of prayer, that of compassion. Whomsoever he touches, he creates more love-energy. The man of peace is creative. He is not against war, because to be against anything is to be at war. He is not against war, he simply understands why war exists. And out of that understanding he becomes peaceful. Only when there are many people who are pools of peace, silence, understanding, will the war disappear.’

OSHO, from: ‘Zen: The Path of Paradox, vol II’

Sent to you with love from the Netherlands.

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The Box

The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5 year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and said, "This is for you, Momma."

The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty.

She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. "Don’t you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there’s supposed to be something inside the package?"

She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Mummy, it’s not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."

The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.

An accident took the life of the child only short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

Friends are like angels who lift us to our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

"Never Let your Successes go to your HEAD and never let your failures go to your HEART". You always have a CHOICE….