Posted by Janneke in Homesick-Heimwee, Thirty Days of Light, Trauma-Healing
on Mar 9th, 2011 | 0 comments
Babies and parents mirror love.
Mommy makes a silly smiley face and says “Ahhh..boo!” and baby answers, “Ahhh…boo!” and smiles back.
Daddy moves his head from side to side and grins, baby does too.
As adults we still do this. My husband will go out on an overcast day of misty rain, when LIGHT is beginning to break through the clouds, and he says what I usually say, he is mirroring. It’s my version of “Ahhhhh…boo!” What he says is, “Ah, this weather reminds me of when I...
Posted by Janneke in Thirty Days of Light
on Mar 6th, 2011 | 0 comments
In nature light rarely arrives in a flash, or all at once like a floodlight. Some light is breakthrough light, like a messenger through clouds
and tree tops.
“Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.”
Psalm 119:105 (NIV)
Most light gently arrives at dusk, and departs at dusk. I am NOT, NOT, NOT a morning person, yet when I great the morning sun, THAT day is always full of light, and wonder, and a whisper in my ear, “stay present, it is always the present moment. Tomorrow never comes, it’s always today. And the past, honor the past, but hold it ...
Posted by Janneke in Homesick-Heimwee
on Feb 21st, 2011 | 0 comments
(read Dutch Heritage page first)
Epilogue circa 1970’s, me. For some reason, I have not been able to put my feet on my Dutch-Frisian home soil again.
Beloved family members drove Pake (Frisian grandfather), Mammie and I over antiek weggetjes (antique roads) to find my grandparents’ last farm house – the home I yearned for. Finally we were there.
We had the clearest of views, 25 meters away, but… We. were. not. there. not there. The home with the attic window I had once looked out of was across the canal. I was on the reverse of my six year old child experience (Dutch Heritage page). No...