the grass isn't greener on the other side

"yesterday i was laying on the floor, moving my body like boiling spaghetti. or at least intending to do so. today i was biking in the desert, walking a dog and shopping in a bomb shelter.
when i came here i felt fragrances from India and California.
shalom, ken, lo, toda. everything else disappears in the sea of wavy cute curly letters and sounds.
swam. hiked. biked. jumped crawled and floated. both in salty water and in mid-air, many times.
mud bath. swimming again.
a wall. an open space. a gate.
flowers. blossoms. oranges.
busses."

that was Israel, some months ago. found these words back and am happy to share them. to leave a slight imprint of paradise on your beautiful mind :-).

aprilse grillen

vandaag fietste ik in de zon. boven me strak blauw, in de verte donkergrijs met regenstriemen, en op een diep grijze lucht torenden witte wolken in allerlei vormen en met velerlei wetenschappelijke namen. spectaculair. grillig. onvoorspelbaar. niet altijd aangenaam. wel verhalend, en meeslepend.

 

dag jij, ik heb weer zin om te schrijven. zo nu en dan. in deze of andere talen. gedachtenspinsels om de vinger winden en ontwarren van de tijd. sluipwegen door de ruimte. virtueel gezien kan veel. in de echte wereld alles.

 

it's been two years. and this week my second birthday in a row on Belgian soil.

sleep tight.

belgium

so here i am. le plat pays. flanders. belgium. the journeys in and out interwoven and unending. new landscapes, new platforms, new and old languages. things are never really the same. and neither are we. yet...

In the end at the beginning....

... there was not so much to say.
After a deep breath in San fansisco, including a delicious experience in cafe Gratitude (raw food), i made my way back to the bush. Beautiful bushes. Big -but not as big as before- trees and greenery, most amazing wooden houses decorating Mountain Tamalpais. Mill Valley hosted me kindly on a couch. I got the chance to work with Anna Halprin. I got on a plane and left for now the States. Tracing my steps back to Canada.

a mathematical perspective on dimensions of life

haha.

ok, here it is:

see from the one-line, my life sucks: i make little progress on the linear continuum of carreer and steady, single-focused progress in life.
seen in two dimensions of more alternative options, i wriggel a nonsense pattern of loose ends in a maybe creative pattern through life.
with diving into a new perspective of soulful purpose, the third dimension unravels a picture in the way these childrens pictures work: as i travel through time and space, seemingly random points get connected untill suddenly the image appears..... my image?

there's probably more than three. in thirty-one more years i can tell you more about that.

news

reading the flemish newspaper online, i was quite amazed to find the faces of my old classmates in the Icelandic arts academy in there..... on this cute 'dancing for iceland' video: inspiredbyIceland.com
have a look at it, it's funny. what a way of having worlds come together :-).

there seems to be a lot of world-news: the oil disaster, Israel,.... and also a lot of pain that doesn't reach eyes and ears. yet also happiness, hidden and unfolding, all over the place.
not so much to say from my side. see you soon.
with a beating heart,
S.

pictures! big trees! with me!

http://littleredtent.net/BigTrees/

pictures taken by my host Edie Howe in Yosemite national park, in the Mariposa Grove with the giant sequoia's. thanks Edie!