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.

Splinter of Wisdom

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

The Blessings of the Corona Crisis

These days which are seemingly like those of the Black Death in the Middle Ages are feeling for some of us like a prison (house arrest) or like the stripping away of everything that was giving a sense of comfort (like going to the sports club).

But for others of us these days are the beginning of a new era. A time when humans are giving more attention to their environment, like appreciating clean air (less planes are flying nowadays) and where the economy is more focussed on the balance and welbeing of everyone, instead of that the high profits are going to a small group of wealthy, white men.

So how are these days for me?

I am really enjoying it. I understand that it is easy for me to talk like this, because the Corona Virus has not come very close to me. Happily my neigbours and family members are still healthy … but even when it would come closer … I am really enjoying the beautiful blue skies and the brilliant sunlight. Did someone notice that the sunlight seems to be brighter these days? The Spring is surprising me with an abundance of flowers, colours, smells and beautiful, little, flying animals.

And I am enjoying the company of my kids. These days I have gone far more times to the playground, which is laying for our house, than anytime before 🙂

So yes … please … even when you are experiencing financial difficulties … even when you are feeling stressed .. please try to focus on Life and Light.

I know for some of us it is very difficult …

But please do’nt let your mind distract you. Please let the worries of daily life not overgrow you.

You and I … We are far stronger than our ‘weaknesses’ and tough moments.

There is a Power dwelling inside our bodies which is divine. It is giving us humans a divine design and ongoing energy. ‘God’ lives inside us … Is present in our blood, our veins and in our muscles …

So please, do’nt be distracted by the form of us humans.

There is a Presence inside us that is shining and hiding its Light behind our (facial) features. Our characteristics are less fixed than our most rigged thoughts and feelings …

So, please be comforted … And try to be a comfort for yourself and others …

Love yourself … and love God inside others … Humans, animals, trees and flowers …

There is and will be always an abundance of Light and Life.

Even in our – by our minds – obscured ‘dark days’ … 🙂

Turn on the lights!

How many lamps can you connect to this and keep them on?
(the answer is the number that is the symbol of eternity which is unchanged, even when it is upside down 🙂 )

Splinter of Wisdom

Staying Hopeful Despite Everything

Feeling the difficulties of life I am wondering why I am experiencing sorrows. What is the usefulness of sadness?

Wondering and pondering. Desperately trying to stay present in the moment. Discovering that even than there is a strength hiding inside me.

And deciding than to continue to pay closely attention to all the thoughts which are traveling through my brain. Because I really want to think positive and to stay hopeful, even when everything seems lost.

I will stubbornly believe that every situation will work for my good and will bring the best out of me, even when I am not knowing it or seeing it.

I am the one who is shaping my own life via the expressions and exclamations of my mouth. So I am observing my thoughts … like a mother who takes care of her children … 🙂

I am aware that I want to have a blessing tongue. Blessing myself and blessing others. Loving myself, even when I am feeling the failing and seeing myself falling down. Even when my feelings are mirroring the thoughts of tragedy.

Choosing to open up, to share my experiences with others. And to be surprised by their reflections of carefulness.

And their love is reminding me of the Love inside me.

And that I am still unhindered on the road to a big Eternal Expression of Everlasting Life.

– Splinter of Wisdom

Victory of Vulnerability Vibrates in Veins

When I was young I told myself that I was strong and independent. That I could live on my own. Without the care of others. And even without their attention.

But now I am getting older. And I am discovering an awareness deep inside me that I am every day dependent on the grace of others. That they are permitting me to be, to live and to have my own space and place.

And that we all as humans are confronted with difficulties, disasters, sadness, stress and pain. And that we are than, but also just now, in such a need of loving and protecting arms … warm hugs … and sometimes the smile of a stranger.

We are as beings such vulnerable. And somewhere between our lonely cradle and our buzzy peer group we lost that insight.

But I am happy that Life is giving me again the opportunity to experience the powerfull blessing of vulnerability.

Splinter of Wisdom

Escape Ego – Experience Your Presence and Strength in Your Breath and Belly

Our beautiful mind can make us mad. So much imagery, fantasy and memories. Light or heavy thoughts and emotions. We can feel frustrated and powerless. Useless and restless. Out of place and floating in emptiness, darkness and imprisoned in our bodies.

But all these things are mental reflections and interpretations of our tiny, hollow and shallow Ego, which is a shadow of the real Reality.

The real thing is that we are loved completely, whatever we are thinking, doing or feeling. And regardless our acts, we are still loved. It is a never ending Love Story full of hope, courage and faith. It is such fulfilling that there is never a shortage of it.

The whole Universe is embodied with love. More over: All emptiness and darkness is full of Light and Life. Even when we are not feeling it, not seeing it or not believing it. Even when we are unaware of it.

To escape Ego – which only exists in our mind – and the suffering which is created by ego, the drama and the disaster, we can try to realize that it is possible to leave the house of our thoughts. We don’t have to live permanently in the ‘attic’ of our head …

Just use the staircase inside your body to descend towards the place of your lungs and your belly.

Be aware … Feel … Breathe … breathe … And feel the Presence that is present there … The strength … The joy … The power of Life … It is inside you … Dwelling there … . Whatever you are feeling … Or whatever difficulties your are experiencing … You are not alone … There is a big, decent Being inside You …

Be invited … Descend and Discover … 🙂

Splinter of Wisdom

Finally Free of the Need to Drink Coffee – My Body and Mind Rejoice in This Choice

It was not a free choice of my will to get used to the drinking of coffee. I was twelve years and my parents convinced me that the drinking of coffee was an act which would prevent later a situation of social isolation. Because everyone is drinking coffee …

I remember very well my first gulps of coffee. The coffee in my cup was mixed with lots of milk and sugar, to soften the bitter taste of the black liquid. But even than my first nips of coffee were disgusting. I felt deep inside that I really did not want this. But I persisted, remembering the words of my parents about the threat of rejection by others.

And after 31 years of drinking coffee – the last years totally black fluid, to prevent me of getting too high doses of sugar – I have finally stopped this practice.

And yes I have felt it the first days. I was experiencing light withdrawal symptoms. I had for some days a very light headache. I felt lethargic – I was yawning more – and I had also moments of heavy sweating. And sitting behind my computer there was the desire of my mind: I really wanted to drink coffee …

And still I am sometimes missing my coffee breaks. Or the cozy moments that I am drinking a cup of coffee in a cafe and eating than also a nice cake or a piece of an apple pie. With of course a big blob of whipped cream on top of it 🙂

But the benefits for me are far more present:

My body is since August the 8th freed from the permanent feeling of stress and activation. My muscles are not anymore feeling that tight and tense. And my will is rejoicing that I am free of an – socially accepted – addiction.

Overall: I really want to be free of whatever form of binding and sneaking influence that in the long term can make me more mortal than I really like to be … 🙂

– Splinter of Wisdom

It is Holiday – I Am Also Than Present – Contact: present@splinterofwisdom.eu

It is holiday for my kids. Six weeks of asking their father: ‘What will we do today?’ So I have chosen to take a break. Since October 2018 I have written 50 posts at this website (not to mention the pages of the Menu of this website).

I have sown the field. I have thrown the net at the other side of the boat. Will there be a rich yield?

During this holiday time I will be also present for you. Via the e-mail address present@splinterofwisdom.eu or via the contact form of this website: Click here.  I am checking the mailbox regularly.

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Rome Needs A Power Pope To End Poverty, Graffiti, Garbage and Broken Streets

The remnants of big, old structures are very visible in the streets of Rome. Everywhere the history of the Roman Empire is still present. Amidst the old stones and exuberant monuments there are many tourists walking. Recognizable by the various flags of the guides which stick out head and shoulder. The walking humans seem to be in trance. Everyone is devout looking at his mobile phone like if it was a holy book. It is really a striking sight: Crowded streets, nearly no interaction between people and still everyone is doing the same thing: Holding like modern Moses the tablets in their hands.

Travelling by bus we got a first impression of the ‘strange’ city. What my wife and I did see was discomforting. We saw a lot of graffiti, overloaded garbage containters and  homeless people sleeping at benches. Also many (illegal?) African immigrants were selling bottles with water or umbrellas to protect us against the scorching sun.

There was so much rubbish on the broken streets. And also the Romans were rude. When we were dining in the restaurants the waitresses were stressed and reacting curtly. And also the man behind the cash desk in the supermarket was not paying any attention. Another woman in a souvenir shop at the airport was taking 20 cents more than the price of the chocolate surprise eggs.

You can say ‘It is just 20 cents, so what is your problem?’, and you are right, but I felt for one moment robbed …

And how we sought to find really good restaurants, but we could not find any of these. And where we finally dined it was a disappointing experience. We had to pay high prices for the microwave warmed pasta. The salmon sauce did not contain parts of salmon and there were no vegetables at all. And to top it all: The  appetizer – bread without butter – did arrive together with our meals. We expected a sophisticated cooking culture, but we felt embarrassed about what was happening before our eyes.

The Romans are struggling to survive

Looking at the faces of the Romans in the busses we sensed a lot of stress, sadness, frustration and pain. Very much pain. All this people had the appearance whether they were struggling to survive. It was for us a huge contrast: The lost glorly of an Empire, the hoarded treasures in the museums and the people themselves which are living amidst this wealth in great poverty and misery.

And in this ‘rotten’ city and amidst the broken people there is a super rich compound. Surrounded by big walls and decorated guards: Vatican City. At the throne there is sitting an old man in spotless white cloathes, accompanied by clergy who are walking in expensive clothes. And those well paid men are asking old women, widows and other Romans to pay their contributions to the Church of leading billionaires.

Those men who preach purity and generosity are themselves living in an environment filled with dark secrets and stinginess. Are those men aware of the daily struggles of their neighbours? Are they caring? Do they want to be concerned about what their fellow people are experiencing? Or are the walls of Vatican City too high? Too old? Is the life inside the ‘palace’ too much inviting to forget that there is a disturbing, screaming and shocking poverty outside?

Rome does not need a pope for moral issues. Not an unmarried male who is lacking empathy and who is condemning the use of condoms. The city needs desperately a powerful pope who is transferring money and masterminds to the slums. Cardinals who won’t anymore be leading church services, but who will take the lead to clean the city and to combat the poverty, the dirt, the corruption and the rooted criminality.

Why should the mafia be dominating the waste processing companies? Why is the Church not clothing and feeding the homeless people? Why are they not providing work for the African immigrants and why don’t they repair the asphalt of the streets? Someone or some organisation has to do it.  

When the city authorities don’t have the money or the will to provide the welfare for the people there should be an opportunity for the Vatican to start the sharing of the hoarded wealth and to sell it and to give the output of it freely away.

Let clergy and homeless people eat together

When I am visualizing the possibilities for this city I do see big signs and billboards in Rome: ‘Work in progress’. And on it also smaller subtexts: ‘Thanks to our pope’. And of course there will be than a big photo of a smiling and approving father figure 🙂

I see long tables where clergy and homeless people are eating together, sharing their bread.

I see top quality restaurants starting their businesses in Rome and giving away the leftovers to this foodplaces.

I fantasize about big Dutch companies which will organize the process to collect the garbage from the streets, to empty the overloaded vessels and to remove the refuse to the incinerators.

I see big shovels and excavators restructuring the city. I see that broom wagons are sweeping the streets. That graffiti will be forcefully removed and that the roads will be asphalted. And that there will be created underground bins, like in my birth city of Rotterdam.

Daily living can be at such ‘higher’ levels of quality and comfort. But it requires a radical redistributing of the abundant (and antique) resources of the forefathers and -mothers 🙂

Let the money flow in big rivers to real alife humans of flesh and blood instead to the restoration of dead stones which are laying useless already for more than 2000 years !