Casper the dream

Once upon a time there was a dream, named Casper. Casper was the dream of a very shy boy, known as Jonah, even though his real name was Jonathan. Jonathan and Casper were the best of mates and played together every night and even during the day they hang out. The best thing about their friendship was that everything was possible when they played. Their imagination, of which they had no shortage, was their only limit. Another important thing to mention is that in Casper and Jonah’s world everything was positive!

Well…. everything was possible and positive until one day things started to change. That day was difficult and sad for Casper, because he waited and waited for his friend, but Jonah didn’t come until nightfall. When he finally arrived, he explained to Casper that he hadn’t had time during the day to play. Casper didn’t really understand what ‘time’ meant and where to find it when you don’t have it. He was confused.

After that day things went from bad to worse. Jonah started setting limits to their game. Sometimes they were time limits, other times they had to do with imagination, which he was losing bit by bit as he was growing up. However, Casper the dream didn’t have an age, like all dreams, and as the years went by a distance grew between them as Jonah started to forget about his best mate. He would tell himself that Casper was only a dream and that he wasn’t worthy of that much importance in his life anymore.
Until one night Jonah, the teenager, lost his dream. He searched, but he didn’t find him. After having waited for so long, Casper felt so sad and lonely, that he had gone to a quiet spot to hide. Jonah didn’t look for him again and he forgot about his best friend Casper all together. What importance does a dream have anyway?

Jonah grew up to be Mister Jonah, a serious and timid man, just like he had been when he was little. He didn’t talk much and spent most of his time working. He thought that that’s just the way life is. But without being able to explain why, he sometimes felt a bit empty. It was just a feeling and he didn’t pay much attention to it, because he was rational man.

Until one day he got up and felt so strange and empty that he did something extraordinary, something he had never done before. He called his boss and said he couldn’t come to work that day, because he was sick. He went back to bed and fell asleep again. Something happened that morning, that hadn’t happened for many years…. Mister Jonah had a dream!

He had an emptiness inside, so big that it could only be filled in one way. It was exactly what Casper needed to reappear in his best friend’s life. Because what those empty spaces always lack are dreams. Casper and Jonah found each other that morning and gave each other a huge hug, while crying happy tears. It had been so long since they had seen each other after all. Casper hadn’t changed at all, but Jonah or Mister Jonah now, was no longer the same and had totally forgotten how to play their game. Luckily Casper had (and still has) lots of patience, because he doesn’t know what ‘time’ is. So without hesitation nor a grudge he retaught his friend how to use limitless imagination as well as the belief that everything is possible. Jonah started to remember again.

From this day on they played together, like the old days, every day and every night for the rest of Jonah’s life.


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Un poco de español

Gosh it´s been a year! This year has been another intense one and I am really looking forward to a three-week Christmas break to ease myself into 2016. I find myself in Spain, what daaa… how did that happen? Well, it all started with a CELTA course, but that’s another story for another day. More interestingly, I have just started a writing exchange with a new friend, to improve my Spanish and her English. Once a week we decide on a topic and write each other a page each. She writes in English and I write in Spanish. We then get together over a coffee,  correct each others mistakes and go on some exploration in Santander. the first topic was ‘ Pros and Cons of living in Santander’. Here it is, for those who read Spanish… (or use Google Translate!)

Pros y contras de vivir en Santander, Cantabria

 Llegue a Santander hace algunos meses para quedarme por lo menos durante el curso escolar y luego ya veremos…
En Mayo hice un curso de CELTA para ser profe de inglés como segundo idioma y ahora estoy dando clases particulares en mi casa y a domicilio. Trabajando de profe aprendes mucho y hasta ahora cada clase ha sido un nuevo reto.

Aparte del reto de mi nueva carrera, hay un reto aún más grande para mí, una guiri en España. Este reto se llama ´choque cultural´ y es un proceso bastante intenso, que pasa a todos los viajeros en los primeros meses en un país nuevo con una cultura distinta de lo que conocen.

Lo que le pasa a mucha gente, incluso a mí, es que en la primera temporada después de haber llegado a un lugar nuevo, todo parece genial. Los pros se iluminan como estrellas y el lugar parece un paraíso. El sol brilla, nuevos amigos aparecen sin hacer ningún esfuerzo y el prospecto de encontrar un trabajo también parece fácil.

En cuanto a mí, los pros de Santander y Cantabria que después de los primeros meses todavía me parecen maravillosos, tienen que ver con la posición geográfica de la ciudad. Me gusta mucho poder caminar a varias playas desde mi casa sin tener que salir de Santander. Además son playas bonitas con rocas y acantilados. Luego, si me apetece hacer senderismo en algún bosque, Cantabria me ofrece el parque La Saja, incluso pueblos antiguos para divertirse un día entero y si quiero montañas, puedo ir a Picos de Europa o varias zonas montañosas espectaculares. Otras actividades interesantes que se puede hacer son visitar a varias cuevas famosas o poco-conocidas, explorar una cantidad enorme de playas, ríos y pueblos bonitos.

Pero como todo en la vida tiene sus contras también, así que hay cosas en Santander y su alrededor que me cuestan mucho o simplemente no me gustan. Lo que más echo de menos aquí son sonrisas. Hoy leí en una entrada de blog de un extranjero en España que aquí sonreír es opcional. Me di cuenta que la diferencia entre los países que conozco, en su manera de expresarse en público, con lo que sigo observando en Cantabria, es muy grande. No me siento nada a gusto en los encuentros diarios con gente en las tiendas, los supermercados, los bares y cualquier lugar con servicio con atención al cliente.

Otro aspecto negativo ha sido los contratos laborales. Me parece que son bastante favorables para el empresario y no toma en cuenta a la empleada. Puede ser por el tema de la crisis, pero desde mi punto de vista falta protección para los trabajadores y parece que el empleador es el rey, sin preocuparse por sus trabajadores.

Para terminar, la costumbre de alquilar habitaciones en lugar de pisos enteros me parece algo extraño y va en contra de mi necesidad y preferencia de sentirme a gusto y tranquila en mi casa. El hecho de no tener control sobre con quien compartes tu casa, me afectaría mucho. Por suerte, tengo un compañero de piso muy majo y no tiene planes de mudarse antes que yo 😉

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Such a crush
It makes me blush
Only one thing on my mind
How love makes blind
It’s an addiction
Perhaps even fiction
How to know
When struck by this flow
It takes over like couch grass in the garden
Without a warning nor a pardon
Crushed by my crush,
I feel fragile and small
While that handsome boy still stands tall.

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If I were the sun

If I were the sun
Across the sky I would run
Touching everything I’d lay my eyes upon
With my warmth, embracing all and everyone.

But if I were the sun
So hot and bright
People would also wish for the night
I’d have to disappear and hide
For my rays would burn and set alight
That which would come into my sight.

And if I were the sun
I’d be worshipped for my power
But I’d be locked up in a tower
Like a lonely desert flower
Wishing for a smile or a rain shower.

So if I were the sun
I’d like to be a tiny one
Making all around me smile instead of run
That would be so much fun

Now it occurs to me with delight
What if that little sun already exists inside
Patiently waiting for the day it need not hide
So it can come out and play in broad daylight

It quietly sits until the moment I unlock its gate
And dare to live without being afraid.
Until then it will simply wait
For it knows it’s never too late.

If I carry this warmth, enough to share
What If I just open up, without a care
Wouldn’t that be a breath of fresh air?
How about I dare?


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Amidst a fog

They told me to go outside,
because the sun was shining.
But when I tried to, the door was locked.
and when looking out of my barred windows,
all I saw was a thick fog.

I had not seen the sun for as long as it takes,
to make it a distant memory.
Like a pleasant dream,
that upon waking fades away quickly,
making room for the reality of that day.

The sun,
oh how it would dry out the dampness of this fog,
that has settled so heavily, so permanently.
How it would bring growth and change,
where stagnation now rules.
How it would smile down on me
and tell me it would be back tomorrow,
to welcome another day.

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A tale about the tallest sunflower

This short story I wrote last night as a way to express my grief for the loss of my dear friend Robbie Lawton, who died last week. It’s my way of visualizing how deep depression may feel. Robbie suffered from this for many years. Last week he simply couldn’t handle the darkness clouding around him anymore and decided to go to the light instead. Very brave.


A tale about the tallest sunflower

I once knew this sunflower, who was always curious about the world beyond what he could see. He felt so eager to see, feel, smell, hear and taste all that existed out there in the big unknown. He dreamt about how it might be…so green and lush and full of life. Then he pondered some more, as he did all the time, about all the creatures big and small, all sharing this wondrous place called planet earth.
Oh how he wondered: “How might it be…?”

With this wonderful dream in mind he grew and grew and grew until he had outgrown all the rest. There he stood so strong and tall, a beautiful flower like no other in sight. Now finally he could see all that he had wished for, all that time. All that was out there. So he stretched out just a little more and started moving his head, as if attached to the sun, looking around. Day after day he stood there tall and firm, slowly swaying in the wind.

But what he witnessed as time went by, made him shrink a little every day. The world out there, from way up high, was harsh and rough, he felt. It was screaming for his help. But what on earth could he do now… just a sunflower he was.

As the rain poured down on him, if felt like tears from mother earth. And when the storms came raging through, he was left trembling and shaken. Feeling the hurt of a planet in pain. Where once he had stood so proud, holding his head up high, he now felt small and desperate, feeling the struggle of the entire world weighing him down further, every day that went by. He started thinking day and night, of how he could save the world. And desperation soon reached his core, as he saw around him so much, that he couldn’t fix.

He was just a flower and was lacking wings to fly away and help out there.
He was just a flower and was lacking legs to run away and rescue those in need.
He was just a flower and was lacking arms to provide a helping hand to the chaos that he saw.
He was a flower once so tall, yet so small as he felt incapable in every possible way.
What difference could a flower make in a place so dark and gloomy?

As he stood there trembling and lost, not knowing what to do, he wanted so much to do what he couldn’t do… run left, run right… or just disappear and hide.

What he failed to see was just down below, where his shadow had quietly been helping all along. For it had provided a welcome home for plants, seeking shade from the piercing sun. It had been a safe haven for insects of all shapes and forms, that were hiding there and keeping cool. It was also just the right spot for little critters to stay out of sight from dangerous predators, while nibbling on some juicy plants.

Also in his loneliness he failed to see that his leaves were like umbrellas for those that are quite small. Like grateful spiders that otherwise would have been washed away by the rain.

With his eyes turned inward to hide away, he failed to see the smiles on the faces of passersby, admiring the incredible beauty and serenity of this sunflower so tall and bright. Such a wonderful sight.

As his heart was weeping, his petals slowly shrivelled up. He had lost all hope and hung his head down low. What’s the point of one flower trying to make a difference? What difference can I possibly make?

As the season changed and the sun grew tired of rising high up in the sky, the sunflower I once knew dried up and his petals fell off flying away with the wind. As the skies grew dark with rainclouds and the storms raged over the land, the ripened sunflower seeds fell down to the earth and settled into their new home. Lovely and moist as it was, The perfect conditions for little seeds to grow. Some seeds were eaten by thankful birds and taken to their nests. Where hungry little beaks were waiting to be fed. Other seeds were dropped somewhere in a place far from where they were born. Where they became sunflowers, so big and strong like the flower from which they came.

The sunflower that I once knew, finally gave a big sigh of relief. As with every one of his petals that was carried with the wind, a weight was lifted off his heart. He was no longer burdened by the sadness of his earthly life, as he now felt one with all there was and all there will ever be. He understood it all. He,  who had stood so tall and proud,  had indeed changed the world, just by being himself. Right where he grew, deeply rooted into mother earth. This realization made him so happy, that he shared his wisdom with all his friends.

And to this very day you can see this wisdom in all the flowers, everywhere on this beautiful planet. As they stand tall and proud, smiling at passersby. So whenever you see a flower, remember to stand up tall and proud and smile right back at them.

The end

The tallest sunflower

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Introducing… The Hawea Food Forest

A very cool thing is happening in the small town of Hawea.

It’s the small start of something big.
Of something tasty.
And of something vitally important environmentally, socially, economically and spiritually.

I introduce to you: The Hawea Food Forest, a community project that I recently joined and that I am proud to be a part of. It would be awesome if you felt like ‘liking’ us on our Facebook site as this will help us in our funding applications. Our vision is to transform this piece of public land into a scrumptious and lush edible forest. Imagine a forest, where you can walk around, relax and harvest your lunch at the same time… A place for art to be exhibited, for insects to buzz around and people to socialize, learn and reconnect with the earth.  Come check it out if you’re in the area!

Article in the Mirror



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Eat, Fast & Live Longer

Here’s another great documentary I recommend. For years I have been interested in the concept of fasting, but so far I have never taken my interest beyond my mind and into doing. This documentary reveals some interesting scientific evidence of the health effects that fasting has on the body. Even without scientific evidence I was already convinced, as people throughout the world have been fasting for ages and my belief is that before the mad rush of modern life, people often had a stronger intuitive knowing to what’s good for their health. Hence fasting was an integral part of life all around the globe.

After watching this documentary I feel I am ready to take the leap and have a go!

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Watch this and reconnect!

I just watched this fantastic documentary on earthing/grounding and now I want you all to watch it and get excited just like me. It talks about the incredible effects of the earth energy on everything on this planet, including of course us human beings. Back in the day we were grounded all the time without having to go through any great effort, just because of the way we lived. We worked the land, touching the soil all day and then we would rest and rejuvenate still touching the earth in our sleep. These days it’s quite a different story. Our new day to day reality has a lot of consequences to our health and the documentary talks about this and how to reconnect and heal your body, improve your sleep and feel great. It really inspired me to start grounding myself more often AND to make a grounding contraption for my bed and for when I am sitting in front of my lap top.  If you get inspired like me after watching this documentary, have a look at the YouTube videos I added for more info on DIY grounding sheets!






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THRIVE: What On Earth Will It Take? (2011)

An unconventional documentary that lifts the veil on what’s really going on in our world by following the money upstream – uncovering the global consolidation of power in nearly every aspect of our lives. Weaving together breakthroughs in science, consciousness and activism, THRIVE offers real solutions, empowering us with unprecedented and bold strategies for reclaiming our lives and our future.” Written by The THRIVE Team

As for me, dAAn… the first part of the movie puzzled me a bit as to where this was leading to… quantum physics perhaps? The middle part scared me to the core, even though I was already aware of the so often called ‘conspiracy theories’ they are discussing. The final part of the documentary offers some solutions to the frightening state of the word’s governing system.

Overall, eventhough the content was in part not new to me, I perceived it as a good reminder as well as a different angle to the documentaries and books I have previously read. For those of you who haven’t watched any of the documentaires I mentioned, I’d certainly watch it!!!

Some previous documentaries, that I liked, on the global consolidation of power are:
The Yes Men (2004),
Zeitgeist (2007),
The Yes Men Fix the World (2009),

Another very inspiring documentary I watched and recommend is One man, one cow, one planet, “biodynamics makes organics work” (2008) “A crucial film on Biodynamics – how Natural Farming methods can improve yields, health and life…” (

“This film is a blueprint for a post-industrial future. It takes you into the heart of the world’s most important renaissance.” (Netflix)

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