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To my big surprise, I have become a giver. It took me over 50 years to slip into the habit it of it, but now, after my life started to change radically around 7 years ago,…

Peanut butter. Podcasts. Porn. There are kangaroos. And fried eggs. Trains and lemons and raindrops. Sadness, sardines and sausages. Cactuses. Clarity. Cantaloupes. Chaos. Crab and crap and coziness. Broken legs and broken hearts and broken mugs….

I constantly see things I didn’t see before. Like looking at a work of art that has been thoroughly cleaned, or watching it from a fresh perspective, or with a new appreciation. I guess it has…

If you feel like shit, don’t look in the direction of the shit for answers. I know, because this is what I’ve been doing most of my life, and it created countless smelly, dark and anxious…

‘You’re in denial’, whispers the mind. (I know that argumentation very well.) ‘You’re just selfish and naive’ is another one of its popular lines. They used to make me cringe, those judgements, the objections, the mental…

The blinking cursor. Dread, in pixels. A white, empty page, waiting for brilliance. Or is it? SO many people have confided in me their deep wish to write a book. And when I ask them ‘what’s…

Sadness is beautiful. It’s also sad, of course, but what a precious gift! Feeling lost, feeling lonely. Feeling a heavy ball of tears in your throat. All these shades of pain. Looking out of the window,…