The Return of the King to Russia

I always wondered whether there would be heroes living today. As it was in the old stories. Like those knights who went to fight dragons. Long ago.

”Once upon a time” …

As a teenager I was impressed when I read the life story of Simon Wiesenthal. He did survive the death camps of the Nazis. Like those who survived the Gulag archipelago in Russia, during the reign of dictator Stalin (Russia).

But today – years after Magnitsky died inside Russia’s prisons – there is a new hero within Russia’s detention centers. Aleksej Navalny. He who uncovered the corruption of the mighty men of Putin has been jailed on charges of corruption. How cynical. It is the proven method of criminals to blame others for their own wrongdoings. We saw the same response pattern after flight MH17 was shot down by Russian paramilitaries in 2014. Killing within some seconds 298 humans … mostly Dutch citizens.

Navalny – No one will forget his name

Aleksej Navalny. Poisened by Russia’s secret services. Yet he survived. Thanks to many persons, like the pilots who decided to ground their plane after Navalny collapsed on board.

He met nearly his last breaths. But, like a modern Jesus Christ, he did rise from the death. It was not yet the time to descend into the grave.

Afterwards he could have chosen to stay inside the safehouses of Germany. But he decided not to bow to intimidation. Nor to dead threats. He vowed to return to Russia.

And he did. And was immediately arrested after arriving.

But there is one thing I know for sure. The days of Putin are numbered. Since 1999 he has extended his reign. Step after step. Every time an extra amount of four years. A power grab granted to him by the yes-men, who are sitting like Putin puppets in the parliament, the courts of ‘justice’, the police stations and the big (oil-) companies.

But be sure. The king has returned to Russia. The rightful heir to the throne.

The day will come that Navalny will be the new President of Russia.

Now that may seem unlikely.

But the tide is turning.

Time is already ticking away at Putin’s watch.

A new dawn breaks.

”A light from the shadows shall spring” (J.R.R. Tolkien)

The winds of change are blowing.

The fire of the blacksmith is shouting the old words:

”Renewed is the blade that was broken. The crownless will be king”. (J.R.R. Tolkien)

The Crownless Again Shall be King – The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King – YouTube

Splinter of Wisdom

Focus on All the Good You Have

It is easy to focus on the things we do’nt have. The things which we are desiring. Or the things we did loose.

But the challenge is to focus on all the good we have. Like a pretty health, a nice humor and an intelligent brain. That’s already more than some others have 🙂

And it is wisdom to let your wishes go. To surrender these to a higher level.

Knowing for sure, believing, deeply convinced that these desires will come true at the right moment and the right place.

Please, believe that more blessings are coming.

Do understand – far above thinking and feeling – that the best is yet to come.

Remember, others died in 2020. But we are still alive.

Enjoy your extra amount of time in the new year.

Let the blessing of love, abundance and prosperity rest on you.

Also in 2021.

Prosperity. It is a power.

The Power of Prosperity.

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Enrich What is Entrusted To You

The more I get older, the more I realise that life goes fast.

That I am a passerby. That for instance some of the furniture which is surrounding me will outlive me.

And I am becoming aware that I will leave this life without stuff, but also without fellow men.

So I am more and more cherishing everything and everybody who is entrusted to me.

It is a great honor to have relationships, but also to have possessions.

These are not from me, but I am alive to share parts of my beautiful self to others.

To give myself away. To have a lasting impact.

So cherish everything or everybody who is entrusted to you.

It, or he or she, is of great value. A great wealth to deal wisely with it.

Nurture, cherish and love it.

So that it, or he or she, will be richer, enriched, when the ways are parting.

When the waves are calling. And the winds are blowing.

When a human is travelling towards his eternal home.

– Splinter of Wisdom

Honor the Story inside the Elderly

I love grey or white hair.

Our elderly deserve our attention and care.

They have survived so much and are still present with us

Even when they have no stories to tell, they are themselves a story.

So listen to them and enjoy.

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There is Progress … Slow but Steady

While worldwide people are protesting ‘white supremacy’, we could be tempted to think that in the end nothing will change at all.

But that is a delusion.

Even in my country the Netherlands the old tradition of ‘Black Pete’ is changing. We as white people are more and more realizing that the black painted faces at the ‘innocent’ children’s party of Saint Nicholas are hurtful to black people.

And yes, thanks to the heroes who dare to stand up, even when they are mocked, there is made progress.

So let’s also start to change the toys of our kids. Let them play with black dolls and brown colored barbies, in imitation of Banksy who drew his hero doll on the wall of a hospital in Great Britain.

Even when we are feeling impatient or irritated about the tempo of the progress, let’s realize that a lot of progress of the last centuries was slow but steady.

It reminds me of the old story of the hare and the tortoise. This fairy tale was originally created by Aesopus, who was living thousands years ago (between six hunderd and five hunderd before the birth of Christ).

There is progress, slow but steady.

So stay focused … Do’nt give up! Be brave!

Splinter of Wisdom

For the child inside us a comforting song:

We Are Just Here – Enjoy Your Moments

Already seven weeks living at home. Thanks to the Corona Virus. Working and living in and around the house. Like the old times, when the lives of people were concentrated in villages and hamlets, just before the rise of the big cities. When they breathed clean air. When there were no planes flying in the sky. And no big polluting chimneys.

A colleague who retired this week did not get a big farewell party. However, there were smaller moments when colleagues were playing music instruments in his street and when a big surprise cake was brought to the threshold of his home.

The retiring fellow worker was touched by all these gestures of love. He wrote a thank you message and told us that his soul had gotten callus during twenty years of being a policeman and detective. But at this moment in time he was feeling emotional … tears were filling his eyes.

There was also a picture in his e-mail. It is the photo above this post. The clock where the numbers have fallen down. And where the words are expressing an old Dutch idiom. ‘Does it matter? I am retired anyway’ … it is written there.

The strange thing is that it seems that many humans are working hard and waiting for the moment far away in time that they will finally retire. Than … only than … is the time to relax and to slow down …

But the ‘truth’ is that not anyone of us will reach that destination. For some of us it will be unreachable. Like it was for the innumerable ‘boys’ who were bleeding and dying at the red coloured beaches of Normandy, 75 years ago.

Within some days we will be remembering how precious our Freedom is. How hard-fought. How many sacrifices were given to regain it. Millions of humans wasted and thrown away. Like so many persons are nowadays dying in prison camps at ‘forgotten’ spots, somewhere at barren, wasted and overcrowded grounds.

So please … When you are living in a situation where you have a home, food, drink, a bed, a good health and (sometimes) the company of others like neighbours, friends, family, please try to enjoy. Be aware of your precious moments in time.

Your and mine time is limited. Even when we are getting older than the generations before us. Even than … Time is still flying … And we are flying away someday to other places of consciousness. Heaven? God knows. Probably.

But even when it is not there … somewhere before us in time … Try to enjoy the moments of ‘heaven’ … when you belong to the lucky ones who are living at comfortable places … in villages and hamlets … which can be seemingly dull and undisturbed …

But it is a great present to be free of danger, harm and controlling guards … It is for many of us at this planet a desirable luxury …

– Splinter of Wisdom