Why would I write?

Feed back? You are welcome to let me know please!

Again I feel the urge to write. But why would I write? So much has already been written, so much already been said. What would be the contribution of that what I would write or say?
I do not know. I do not know if it will contribute anything to your life or someone else’s life.
One thing is for sure: I feel the urge and that must have a reason! So why not doing it, just writing without a goal, without anything to have to accomplish or to prove. Just because I feel that it feels good.
And while writing the story develops into something that wants to be said from within me and wants to be heard by myself. Something that needs to become conscious. The experience of experiencing.
And suddenly I realize that for the last weeks I have been looking for reasons and subjects to write something. And nothing came up, nothing was important to share I thought. And now the message to self is that it is not to share but to let the unconscious speak freely, to listen to it, to watch it unfolding in the way it manifests and to experience the magic in it.
What is the magic than? I would ask. The magic is in the way the energy of the words will flow. Let myself be surprised of where the words will go and what they will accomplish. Nothing to be achieved and yet everything to be allowed.
The words flowing out are feeling kind of sacred, because right at this moment there is a relief of believe. I am on purpose and what I do is on purpose, no matter what or how. I am who I am and I do what I do in my way. That what I thought was keeping me away from writing, is back with a lightness that I remember and recognize so good. 

Connecting  words to sentences and share them with others with a light heart is what I like to do.
So happy and delighted, with loving kindness I share my experience with you.

Do whatever you want to do with it or let be done what may be done. I feel blessed and connected.
I love being the experience although I sometimes not understand immediately what it is all about.

I love living in the experience and I wish you the same.

From heart to heart with Love, Light and Laughter....

Peter

Sounds of Music or Music of sounds

This week I celebrated my being (no not my birthday) by a day at the spa-wellness. It was a beautiful day and it was quite calm at the resort. So I entered a variety of spa's and sauna's, had a lovely lunch and diner and felt as a king living in pure bliss and wealth.

During the afternoon I could even enjoy the sun and I sat myself down in a garden at one of the far corners of the complex. I was alone and I felt comfortable enjoying the sun, wind and sounds of the birds.

At a certain moment I gazed away for a moment and immediately I woke up again with a picture of a divine lady before my mind's eye. I had no idea who she was. I was surprised and even got more surprised when I suddenly remembered what sounds mentioned to me during my life.
One of my daughters had ear problems for years which influenced her life. My just born granddaughter failed the first hearing test on one ear, and although I can not remember my first moments on earth, I can imagine I had also something going on with sounds.

Then, while hearing the wind and the birds and the nearby waterfall of the thermea, I remembered the days of falling in love. Immediately the different forms of music I loved to hear passed in front of my inner eyes, together with pictures of those days. Slow dancing music, soul, rock and roll, blues, all for the different moods I used to be in, and for the times I was dreaming. Ahhh what a time that was. But is was all for listening. I did not know how to make music, harmonious accords.
I also saw the time when I learned to play the flute, however it was not all about passion.

My minds eye then jumped to the time during my forties. Rough time in hospital gave me lost of emotions to be stored away. And there were already so many. I decided to follow the accreditation course of the Healing Journey. The music they used during the seminars was of a spiritual kind. The experience was quit new: Those sounds and melodies went deep, and they brought every unworked emotion to the surface. What a relief. Again I did not notice at a conscious level what sounds could do with a person, with a person's body. But I did learn to listen to music as something that was beneficial to me.

The next moments were busy with seeing myself buying an african drum. Yes I played that, by heart. The rhythms I produced gave me the feeling to be one with the divine Earth. I never followed any lesson, I just played it and I loved it. Then there were the seminars of Lightwork. The stories and words used in those seminars, together with the music they played brought me further into my journey of life. And life became more and more beautiful.

And now I find myself playing an American Native flute. At 101010 I had the opportunity to buy one in Sedona. I didn't see the opportunity then. The same opportunity arrived here in Holland few months ago where I met a guy who is very familiar with the Sedona area and playing the most wanted flutes manufactured over there. So I bought one, followed a one day workshop with him and now I am playing from the heart, for myself, for nature, for universe, just everything you can think of. And it makes me happy.

I had no idea how much time I was "dreaming" there on that lovely place. Voices came nearer, two visitors of the wellness resort approached. I listened to them with my eyes closed. I felt not disturbed. One person had a kind of singing voice while the other was more like a buzzing one. I smiled. I listened to the birds and heard many differences in their singing. I listened to the wind in the trees. Sometimes the leaves would leave a sound, sometimes there was only wind stroking my ears.

It was a wonderful day I can say. How would you react if you had such a day in a wellness resort with sauna's, bubble baths, massages, sessions with singing bowls, under water music, good food and places to rest and meditate. For me: Heaven on Earth
I wonder if there is a resort that also gives guided meditations? Hahaha there's music in the air.

Do you recognize these artists influencing your life. Well they did mine:

Teenage years:
The Four Tops, The O'Jays, Diana Ross & Supremes, Barry White, James Brown, Elton John, Alice Cooper, David Bowie, Stevie Wonder, Queen, Marvin Gay, the Eagles, Rolling Stones, Fleetwood Mac, Santana and Pink Floyd.

Midlife (without crisis haha):
Shaina Noll, Bonny Riatt, Eva Cassidy, Miten and Deva Premal, Kirtana, Paul Schwarz, Randy Newman, Sara McLaughlin, Amy MacDonald, Nora Jones, Deuter, Gary Stadtler.

Now:
Robert Tree Cody, Wayra, Adele, Amy Winehouse, Birdy, Caro Emerald, Gotye, Laura Jansen, Zazi, Ella Fitzgerald and much more.

Alweer een uitgekomen droom

Laat me u verassen met deze titel: "Alweer een uitgekomen droom".
Het eerste wat opvalt is het woordje "alweer". Hoezo alweer? Komen bij mij dan zoveel dromen uit?

En ik durf nu wel zo'n beetje te beweren dat het inderdaad zo is. Alle dromen die ik ooit heb durven dromen zijn uitgekomen. In eerdere blogs heb ik daar al over geschreven.
Maar tegenwoordig zijn het geen dromen maar eerder gedachten over wat ik leuk zou vinden. En daar blijf ik dan aan denken en gaandeweg vormen zich meer ideetjes over het onderwerp, doen zich kleine voorvallen voor die op de een of andere manier hiermee te maken hebben en kom ik als vanzelf in actie om er iets mee te doen zonder dat ik nog echt een idee heb waar het toe kan leiden. Al vormt zich dan wel intussen een idee wat ik "te gek" zou vinden en waar ik heel blij van word.

Zo ook met deze droom, die begon als een moment van geluk met mijn kinderen. Vroeger vertelde ik mijn beide dochters verhaaltjes voor het slapen gaan. Vaak uit een boek, maar op vakantie deed ik dat al improviserend. Ze waren er gek op!
Na twintig jaar vroeg een van mijn dochters of ik ze nog wist. Ik kon me deze verhaaltjes niet zo goed meer herinneren, alleen de grote lijnen kende ik nog wel. Waarop mijn dochter vroeg of ik ze niet eens wilde opschrijven.
Nu liep ik al een tijdje met het gevoel om iets te willen schrijven, wat ik dan ook deed in de vorm van losse flodders, of in de vorm van antwoorden op de diverse Facebook berichten. Ik begon dit steeds leuker te vinden en het idee om eens te proberen om die verhaaltjes op te schrijven maakte me steeds nieuwsgieriger en blijer. Ik besloot dus om het er op te wagen.

Het eerste verhaal ging nog wat moeilijk maar na een week of drie had ik een begin verhaaltje. De mensen om me heen waren zo enthousiast dat ik besloot er nog een te schrijven. En na nog eens drie weken had ik een tweede verhaal. En het viel me op dat er in beide verhalen niets van de vroeger vertelde verhalen in terug kwam. Ik was verbaasd en voelde me heel prettig bij de twee verhalen.

En toen zei iemand dat het wel eens een boek kon worden. "Ik, een boek schrijven??? No way!!" was mijn eerste gedachte. Maar het zaadje was geplant en ik bleef met de gedachte spelen en zag me al met mijn eigen boek lopen om in de boekenkast te zetten. Dit beeld werd sterker en sterker en ik werd heel vrolijk van dit beeld.

Dus ik besloot maar door te gaan met het schrijven van deze verhaaltjes. En toen ging het snel. De sluizen gingen als het ware open en de verhaaltjes vlogen over het scherm van mijn laptop. Zonder te kijken wat ik schreef vlogen mijn vingers over de toetsen. En op het moment dat ik dacht dat het klaar was las ik het na. Dan bleek dat ik of een heel verhaal had geschreven of een deel van een verhaal waar nog iets aan toe te voegen was. Soms een week of twee later kwam dan ineens de rest van het verhaal.
"Zou het dan echt een boek worden" dacht ik nog.

Maanden later lagen er 21 verhalen klaar. Verhalen waarvan anderen zeiden dat ze een diepere betekenis hadden dan je op het eerste gezicht zou denken. En bij het redigeren van de tekst, moest ik bekennen dat de verhalen voor iedereen die ze zou lezen, jong en oud, een bepaalde boodschap bezat.
En dat vond ik ware magie. Iets wat begonnen was als een leuk probeerseltje nu gezien werd als een volwaardig boek met een boodschap.
En meteen de meest waardevolle boodschap voor mezelf: "Geloof in jezelf, geloof in wat je kunt, heb plezier in wat je doet en laat de rest los. Zie dan eens wat er gebeurt".

Nu wist ik het zeker, dit werd een boek voor iedereen. Ik vond vrijwilligers die keer op keer de verhaaltjes lazen en de foutjes eruit haalden. Ik vond iemand die de illustraties wilde doen. Deze kwamen tot stand door mezelf geen beperkingen te laten opleggen en elke keer weer mijn gevoel bij de illustraties te checken. Het werd een heel nieuw concept. En het werd heel goed aangevoeld en begrepen waar ik heen wilde met de illustraties. En dan de layout. Wat een samenwerking kreeg ik, ondanks mijn veeleisende vragen.

En zo is dus een nieuwe fase in mijn leven tot stand gekomen. Een droom is weer uitgekomen. Een gedachte die langzamerhand een droom is geworden en waar ik in ben gaan geloven. Een droom die ik leven heb ingeblazen met mijn emoties van vreugde, plezier, twijfel, geluk, liefde. Mijn energie die mijn droom in beweging bracht en het universum die de juiste mensen en ingrediënten bijeen bracht om dit tot stand te laten lomen.

Bij deze presenteer ik u de : "Kreukelbaardkronieken".

Hebt u interesse in de magische wereld van Kreukelbaard, laat u mij dit dan weten via een persoonlijk berichtje.

Starting point of creation

You See, You Think and You Create, or....
You Fantasize, You Feel and You Create.

Do you want to create by looking at what you see or do you want to create what you really fancy, what you really want?
What will be your starting point of creation?

If we see something, we immediately have a thought about it. This thought is followed by another one and another one. These thoughts have their own specific energy and go into the formless cloud of Creation. From there it is returning to you with that same energy. When the thought is powerful enough (and the more you think it, the more powerful it becomes) and you are aligned well enough, not only by sending out this thought but also by feeling it, seeing it, living it, it will change from a formless energy into a manifestation of Creation.

So it is important to realize that we are manifesting our own reality, also the the "negative" experiences. And also to realize that we can create a life we really want.

Sure, it will take some practice, but if we continuously focus on the fine and beautiful things and the life we really like, it becomes a way of living in which our creations are healthy, abundant, full of love in every detail of it.

Start your practices with holding every beautiful thought or vision for at least a minute or more. Take a deep breath and let it go again in full confidence that this thought, this vision will return again, better and more beautiful every time it returns. Watch the little signs, the cosmic winks, the signs of the You-niverse. You are noticed, for sure.

I myself started by not reading those nasty articles in the papers anymore, or looking at the news on TV. It made me said and sometimes angry, sometimes with worries for the future. Instead I began to watch the beautiful documentaries about wild life, art, music. I started to look at the smiles on people's faces, smiling back, saying something nice and really meant. I began to notice the little changes in my life, all in my favor. I focussed on these changes and began to enjoy them. I started to play with it. The changes became more obvious, as if I was expecting them to come around. I began to trust life and the responding Universe. I noticed that I looked more into the future than looking back into the past. I started looking in what is right now and here. I learned that the now is the moment where it is all happening. That is my starting point. That is where I create my feelings, my thoughts that are being send out, just to receive more of it.

A great way to experience my experience. Thank you You-niverse, please give me more!!

With thanks to all of you wonderful souls, and to the learnings of Abraham Hicks, Wallace D. Wattles, Drunvalo Melchizedek, Brandon Bays, Steve Rother, Simran Singh and many others. Yep, I have spoken to them, I have listened to them, they are on my bookshelves and yet, I had to practice it before I believed it. I had to believe it before I owned it. Now it is a part of my life, integrated in every thing I do, think, feel and am.

I wish you the same!

With Love, Light and Laughter,  Peter

Who am I?

Feed back? Let me know please!


Today's morning duty was one of those that made me realize again that also this work brings me at places where I need to be for a reason. When we arrived at the front door of a patient's house, the person who opened the door asked me: "Who are you?" Naturally I answered with giving her my name and explained that we arrived to assist after  her emergency call. She let us in an we started our work. She kept looking at me for the whole time of the visit while she was being examined by the MD. I felt a bit awkward seeing her dark eyes continuous following me and not paying attention to the MD and her questions. 

And then suddenly I realized what she asked and I remembered the little exercise  during the sessions of the Healing Journey. In this exercise two persons keep asking each other who they really are. I played with that thought waiting for the ambulance which could bring her to hospital.
So I asked myself the question the lady asked me when she opened the door. The immediate answer that arose was " I am universal energy, love and light, creatieve energy and the gift of the divine You-niversity". After these words had settled in my being I looked at the lady who was already laid on a stretcher and on her way out to the ambulance. She was still looking at me but now she smiled. She had not said one word for the whole period, but now she said: "Thank you!"

I could only guess what she was thanking me for. I was ashtonished and the situation made me humble.
This lady, while being ill and tired, brought me that message of remembering how important it is to know who you really are and to know what you (want to) do in this world.

In these few little words "who are you" you can find your whole truth, your purpose, your power, your divinity. Just listen to the words that will arise. Not the words that come out of your mind, but the ones that come forth from your heart, let your soul speak. How to know the difference? The words from your soul will give you a real warm feeling of love and being loved. The words from the mind will come as facts which need to be investigated again.  At least, that is how it works with me. 

So thank you dear lady, to make this magic happen. You are blessed and I wish you well.

Like a wise and old Hopi once said:    

Your heart knows the answers,
and your Soul knows the way.
Your Journey is blessed,
and every step on your path
will be seen and accompanied.

Thank you wise man

Magical (Mystery) tour

I sometimes wondered what the Beatles meant with the Magical Mystery Tour. Well, last month I just headed the road of my Magical Tour.

It all started with the dead of my mum. It was expected though suddenly.

Sitting next to her and holding hands we were able to see her start the journey Home. We all gave her the permission to go. And during the next few minutes she went, without struggle, without pain.What did strike me most was the unlimited, unconditional loving energy from Home that flowed through us. It was overwhelming, it was a known sort of presence that brought tears in my eyes. Something I only felt once in this lifetime and now it was here again, known as Home!!
The other thing we noticed was that during the minutes before she left this earth, it was if she was in conversation with someone or something we could not see. But she was definitely communicating, having mimics on her face, eyes staring at one part of the ceiling. At that moment I felt, I knew, angels are existing.


The next days we took care of the arrangements of the funeral. It was all done in one day, as if it was already written in universe how it should be. If a question or a problem was raised, somebody called in at exact the right moment to solve that. All felt in place beautifully and graciously, every detail. I still can not quite understand how perfectly it went.
Also the support for my father was enormously, via unexpected ways. 
On the day of the funeral something funny happened. We followed the funeral car to the cemetery and they drove to the wrong cemetery. My father, sitting next to me said: "Package wrong delivered", and he laughed. 
During the days after, the care for my father, the love I felt in the air made me humble and grateful. Why? I can only say that this experience made me aware that we do matter, we can make a difference, just by listening to our hearts and do what feels right, more than ever. I am a part of something bigger that puts me in a abundant flow of love and life.

It was from that day I started seeing the master numbers everywhere. I had them seen earlier last years, but now they show up dozen of times during the day, on clocks, adds, posters, phone numbers, license plates, and at the most strange places. I see things happening around me that are for the good of people and I am a part of it. Sometimes I laugh and tend to think: "Yeah Ma, I know!!".  

And then, the next few weeks, I found myself in a ever more and more flowing stream of joy. With an amazing curiosity, I experienced how life and time were bended in our favor. My duty rota was changed suddenly and I saw a possibility to have a holiday. Other things were also rearranged without my interference, and suddenly I found myself at the travel agency. Within a few moments we booked a flight and hotel to, what I now call a magical Island, Mallorca. I always thought it was a place for visiting bars and discotheques. How wrong I was. On this short notice it was the only place we could visit. And it had to be that way, we were called to this place. Everything, and I mean really everything, went so smoothly and graciously, as if angels were preparing the way and whispering in our ears. 

Driving across the Island we saw incredible places, we had beautiful moments and were guided to most sacred and non tourist places where connecting with the magic in ourselves and the earth took place at it's own. Everywhere we looked, walked, sat or swum it was available. 

We experienced a complete reset of body and mind. And so funny, there was nothing to arrange. If we had an idea or plan, it was carried out in front of our eyes. And we stepped in, enjoyed it to the fullest and appreciated it.

These days, I again was assured that I am taken care of by something or someone. Every single piece of doubt vanished. Thank you you-niverse!! Bring me more of this, Thank you. 

Also two books of Lorna Byrne ran into my hands. Reading these books gave in some areas a confirmation about what I was experiencing. Coincidence?

And now, at home again, it all continues. This whole period feels like a new start. I am on the runway of a wonderful flight. The sky ain't the limit and I am blessed to have this journey. And more beautiful moments are still coming my way. 

I find myself on a pristine playground. An area which I knew it existed, but which I am 
re-discovering right now.

This is what my heart is full of and wanted to share with you. I know this is meant to experience for all of humanity, for you as well if you haven't done already. Just ask for it and it is being arranged. Ask for it and see it as already yours, dream it and feel it and it wil be yours now. Start your own magical mystery tour here and now!

Love you as ever, in Love, with Love and Through Love,  

Peter

A special birthday

Today, 19-06-2014 is my birthday. 56 Years ago I was born. Never ever I could have thought that my life would go as it goes today. I had many challenges during my childhood although it was a good time.
I remember myself as a bright kid, full of energy, fantasy, creativity and joy. And then belief systems were embedded in my being, sometimes not active yet, but the triggers to activate them were available and during the first 40 years of my life they have all been activated. And fear sneaked in by looking at the examples I was shown by the world. I was afraid to tell my stories, my experiences because the reactions of people around made me not happy at all.  I felt the weird one, and I learned to behave well in society and I played the game very well.

Until I decided it was enough and wanted to feel and experience the real me. An intense period of many years followed in which I remembered myself. I began to understand why it was, that I was looking for and running into the things I feared, facing all the believe systems in exact those situations that could make them worse, or could acknowledge them to become stronger. Life was summoning me to start living without those fears and systems. Without knowing it, I was running my old programs while I knew that new ones were ready to start. And then my major wake up call happened! Before being "reborn" at the hospital I had visited that place where I could decide to rest or to reprogram my life. I've chosen for the last one obviously. And then, with many visits to seminars, workshops, healings and friends my life began blooming and blossoming. 

This song send to me by a dear friend says it all, the new journey started:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eFXRQKYFbXE
(sorry about the add which comes automatically with it)

I rediscovered my creativity, my fantasy, I believed in dreaming again, got new friends and I was growing a firm trust in life itself. I began to play with life and the abundant energy available on earth.
And now I am celebrating my anniversary. Harmony, joy, abundance, freedom, light, love, is radiating through me and every day is a great and wonderful magical journey. I really feel blessed to have had the opportunity to change my life and to live in the flow of endless source.

And today, I received all these heartwarming wishes with blessings, wise and loving words from beautiful friends all over the world. I tried to thank everyone in person and at some time I could not hold the pace, that many messages came in. Let me assure you that I will read them all and every message is touching my heart, for which I thank you. If for some reason I missed someone in person, please know that you are in my heart. Also know that all of you made a difference in my life. Many thanks to my loving wife and daughters who are still a great support in unfolding my life and finding my purpose. I love them deeply.

And you dear reader, friend, yes you. You were and are a great gift in my life. You gave me exactly what I needed to discover my direction in life. I know it was not always easy for you but you played your part very well. I am very grateful to know you and I hope sincerely that we will meet in tine someday and will play together while laughing out loud.

Love you from heart to heart,

Living With Love, Light, Laughter

Peter