June 7, 2007 

We as humans have the tendency to control yet today I discovered again that nature can’t be controlled. All night it hard poured down with rain causing floods, fallen trees and bridged washed away.Now 7 hours later the sky is almost clear. Just a few white clouds in the sky and the sun is slowly disappearing behind a mountain covered with snow. The birds are singing again, the wind has changed into a light breeze and suddenly it feels very peaceful. 

I needed to be outside for awhile and sit in a paddock with ten beautiful polo horses grazing around me.Slowly they come closer, wanting to check me out. This morning they were all cuddled up trying to get some shelter from the trees and each other. Now they are all spread out, filling their stomachs with moist grass. Their grazing has a special rhythm, it almost sounds like an orchestra.

Posted: June 8th, 2007 under Short stories, June 2007.
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May 29, 2007 I decided to go for a nice hike yesterday morning. The path was steep and rocky while winding through thick vegetation. I sometimes had to stop to catch my breath. A number of trees had fallen down and blocked the path. I either had to climb over, crawl underneath or take a small detour to continue my journey. The closer I came to the top, the more open the vegetation became. I saw patches of grass with the occasional yellow flower and then….. I arrived at the top of the mountain and saw fields covered in yellow and purple flowers. What a magnificent sight. Suddenly I understood that this hike was metaphor of our lives. We follow our path and sometimes it is rocky and steep with lots of obstacles. But if we continue, the reward is an abundance of joy and freedom. The reward is absolutely Magnificent!!  Sitting on this mountain top, I overlook the valley of

Story, a little town on the foot of the Bighorn Mountains in

Wyoming. The slopes are covered in an abundance of bright flowers; yellow, purple and white and the sight of this is just breathtaking.

While taking this in, I feel the energy of abundance all around me. I see thousands yellow heads facing to the sky. I can see miles and miles overlooking the green hills and I hear an orchestra of birds. In this precious moment there is absolutely no lack, only abundance!  

After this inspiring moment, I drove to Bighorn and visited Susan at the Guide Shack for a little while. I told her that I was on my way to Anne Pendergast and she said; that was the woman that Sandee felt you should meet. I guess this was confirmation again that if we need to meet someone, it will happen.   Anne and I both felt the need to spend some time together. Anne was tired when I arrived and felt she needed to just lie on the couch. I asked her if there was anything I could do for her; maybe give her some healing? She took some time to rest and while she did this, I realized that most of the time we really don’t need to do anything, just holding the space and being there is enough. It is like two tuning forks. When one starts to vibrate, the other will automatically start to vibrate the exact same tone. It was a wonderful realization for me to understand that I really don’t need to do anything. I have always been a doer, find it hard to sit still and do nothing, absolutely nothing. Yes, I can read a book and sit still but just to sit is very difficult for me. While she was lying there, I saw this young child that really wanted to be hold and loved. I realized that I also saw a reflection of myself. Everyone is always a reflection of us. Could it be that if we heal that part in us that we see that needs to be healed in others, that automatically that part in the other will be healed too? Like the tuning forks? So I decided to give my inner child some love and nurturing while Anne was taking a rest. After a while Anne opened her eyes and she said that she felt much better. It was just beautiful to be in each others company and share some insights. Anne needed to bring in the horses. She has three and one of them is this beautiful Hanoverian horse. He is 18 hands and has great charisma. When he walked, we saw that he was tight in the hind quarters. We decided to give him love and tenderness as his rider, Anne’s daughter Sally had left that morning to go to live in

Santa Fe and won’t be able to ride him anymore. Anne needs to decide if she wants to sell her horse. I could feel sadness around Avadon.Animals are so sensitive and they also reflect our own emotions. Was he reflection Anne’s sadness, was this his own or maybe both? Here is a beautiful horse that can bring so much joy to someone. At this moment he feels a bit lost, his future is uncertain. He has wonderful pastures to graze in; two other horses as his companion but is this the kind of life that would make him happy. Like most of us, he needs to feel needed; he needs to have a purpose in his life. So probably he would be better of being with someone who has the time to ride him, to nurture and care for him, to love him.Anne thanked me for being there, for just holding the space for both of them to process what they needed to process. Again, I am reminded that just being there, can sometimes be enough. When we walk back to the house Anne finds an angler of a young deer. She was all excited and gave it to me. Then she turned her head and found the other angler of the pair. She was so excited. You should have seen the joy on her face when she told me that it is very rare to find a pair of anglers. This was a huge gift. Now I understood why she felt so much joy and I could now share it with her. We each kept one and this will be a reminder of another special encounter.

Posted: May 29th, 2007 under Short stories, May 2007.
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May 28, 2007 Marijke and Sandee had both mentioned that I should meet Karen Clift. She is a well known classical singer who has performed with famous symphony orchestras all over the US.

I rang Karen this morning and she asked if I wanted to come over that morning and if I would like some waffles for breakfast? When I arrived, a beautiful woman welcomed me into her home, prepared a fabulous waffle with fresh strawberries, blue berries, pecan nuts and maple syrup. What a treat! We immediately connected and it was fascinating to me to hear the story of her career.After I told her about my work, she felt that I needed to meet her friend Anne, who is very intuitive and has horses. As soon as she talked to Anne about me, Anne knew that she needed to meet me so we decided we would visit her after we had gone for a hike in

Tongue River

Canyon. 

  

What an amazing place that is. You are surrounded by high cliffs, a river that is streaming wildly and beautiful vegetation. There are certain places where the rocks echo the sound of the river and it sounds like if you are sitting underneath a waterfall.It was so wonderful to spend time with another singer and to hear her stories. I recognize a lot of myself in Karen. This might also have to do with the fact that we are both Scorpios. In one of our conversations, I mention that the voice is the sound of our soul. This is the only way through which we can communicate and express the essence of who we are with the vibration of sound. You know how you sometimes say something and you wonder where it came from. As soon as I had said this I felt like that. This was information that was important for me to know. Through our voice we can express how we feel, what we like or don’t like, who we are. Our voice is very important for us. Can you imagine how difficult it would be to let another know what we need if you can’t speak?   It has also been proven that the words that we use do have a great impact on our well being. Maybe you have seen the movie What the bleep do we know?Dr. Masaru Emoto is featured in this movie. He has done a study with water and sound. He took two glasses of water, placed them in a separate room and played Mozart in one room and heavy metal in the other room. The then froze the water, took a crystal, placed it under a microscope and took a picture of the crystal. The crystal that had been exposed to Mozart music was perfect in shape and bright in color. The crystal that had been exposed to Heavy Metal music was shattered and yellow/brown in color. He also did an experiment where he placed a sticker with the word Love on a glass and one with the word Hate on another glass. The crystal of the water with love was beautiful and bright, the one with Hate was totally deformed and a yucky yellow/brown color. As our bodies are composed of over 70% of water, it is natural to expect that the music and words have a great effect on our well being. Knowing this, I am more careful which words I choose and what kind of music I listen to. After our wonderful hike, Karen and I went to Anne and had a wonderful dinner there. Anne lives on a beautiful ranch with 65 acres in Bighorn. Her place is very peaceful and I like the energy of it. She mentioned that her friend Michael, who is very intuitive, had said that the

Bighorn Mountains are very Yin energy. I totally agree with this. Sedona is very masculine, very Yang. More and more I feel drawn to Yin energy so no wonder I feel so at home here and I have no desire to leave yet. Anne is also very intuitive and she is a healer. She teaches Yoga as well. When I came to

Wyoming, I had expected to meet a lot of very conservative people but this has not been the case at all. I am meeting very open and conscious people and it is wonderful to spend time with them. I have experienced that the people are extremely friendly in this area. It is easy to make new friends and I feel totally welcomed in this community although I have only been here for a week.

Posted: May 29th, 2007 under Short stories, May 2007.
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April 2, 2007 

Step by step we are guided to follow our path; the journey that our soul has chosen to experience. Step by step we discover who we are, what we like or don’t like, what our passion is.   Step by step, slowly our lives unfold and with each step that we take, more and more we will remember our purpose. Sometimes we take a side step which allows us to have a new experience but every time we are brought back to our original path. For some, this happens quickly. Others need more time to walk a different route. We don’t need to look ahead, for when a cross road appears, the next step will unfold. Allow yourself the gift to walk your path …. step by step.

Posted: May 23rd, 2007 under Short stories, April 2007.
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April 1, 2007 

The Arizona sun is burning while I overlook the desert. The cacti have a beauty of their own as they stand tall to guard.

In the distant I hear the call of a bird.  I don’t know its name. It doesn’t matter.Every once in a while he calls out.   The mountains surround me closely. I feel safe in the canyon. Although the occasional hiker passes by, there is a peace and quietness that can only be found in nature and sometimes in our own mind. These moments are precious and to be treasured. I wish I could stay but I know it is time to go on my way.

Posted: May 23rd, 2007 under Short stories, April 2007.
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