Am i not the daughter of a carpenter?
That shower moment —
you know, when a phrase or a question suddenly rises in your mind.
You don’t know where it’s heading,
but you just know:
it is,
and it will unfold… in its own time.
Sometimes the title comes first.
Sometimes the text.
But one thing I know for sure:
if the words aren’t written in front of me —
unfolding between my eyes and the movement of my fingers on the keyboard —
they’ll never find their way here.
They have to pass through the centre of the heart.
They must come from the depth of my soul.
“Am I not the daughter of a carpenter?”
my dad and i hiking together last year … 08.03.2024
A question that floats up
from the same simplicity that once shaped Jesus —
a simple man among the highly educated,
whose knowledge vanished in the light of a wisdom that came straight from Source.
Or whom he called "Father".
And to this day, the world still speaks of him…
though few ever truly understood.
They studied him with their minds,
but their hearts remained far from him.
I gaze upon my life —
this simple life I’ve chosen.
(Though… I don’t really believe in choice.
But elaborating on that will be for another time.
Still, if you already want to feel into it:
Can unconditional love truly exist
if the mind still believes it can choose?)
Many of these thoughts visit me under the shower —
where everything unnecessary rinses off,
including the dirty conditions the world tries to project onto us.
One thing I’ve come to admire deeply
about this simple life my soul leads me in,
is the way it invites creative living with finances.
I like that.
The fact that you can’t just do everything your mind desires,
but that you are gently drawn back
into surrender.
Into trust.
I don’t live in lack.
But I also don’t live in excess.
There is no overflow that would distract me
or tempt me away from the essence of Being.
And so — while writing this —
I begin to feel that this new blogpost
will speak more deeply about finances, about money,
and about the beautiful art
of soul-led simplicity.
More to come soon.
But for now,
this daughter of a carpenter needs to sleep
and recover from a 12-hour work weekend
(which I actually love, by the way 😉).
03.31.2025
Money matters. Or… does it?
Nope.
Let’s rephrase that.
On the matters of money…
What has humanity done to make money matter so much?
Growing up with a deeply radical Christian background,
I can’t count how many times I heard that famous verse:
> “You cannot serve two masters.
Either you serve God…
or you serve Mammon.”
And so, living from the dualistic mind,
of course I wanted to serve God.
Dutifully. Entirely. With all my soul.
Until I grew so deeply into God
that I began to see:
this whole idea is a paradigm of the mind.
It’s not about two options.
That illusion — the either/or, the split —
has brainwashed our collective thinking.
What if…
I don’t need to serve anyone at all?
What if I simply am?
God.
And Mammon.
Both.
What if they were never separate to begin with?
---
Humanity, humanity…
How long must I put up with you?
Were those not the words of
the Son of Man?
Or the Son of God?
Or… the Daughter of God?
The Daughter of Women?
Who cares?
Many will fall over these words alone.
"How does she dare…
to speak of herself in the same breath as the Christ?"
Well.
One thing is for sure:
In his days,
they said the exact same thing
about him.
"How does he dare…?"
Some dare.
Some dare to say,
on the matter of money:
it doesn’t matter at all.
It’s just matter.
Paper.
Energy.
Like you.
Like me.
Soon to be continued … 03.31.2025
The Making Of…
Written from a humble factory bench,
between machines and movement,
(loud noise and music in my ears …)
where soul whispered in the midst of matter.
03.31.2025
Yes, I write about the illusion of money…
from where it’s literally made:
a fries factory.
Fries + Philosophy = Flawless
gosh …
sending this chef’s kiss through my whatsapp to my sweet Joshua, mentioning:
"Honey ... just need this gif for my website ...”
and this was his reply!!!
gosh, i love hime, how adorable!
Before we dig deeper —
a note on measuring
Let me start by saying this, loud and clear:
There is nothing to measure in the universe.
Nothing to compare.
Nothing to weigh.
But…
in order to speak about certain things — in this case: money and time —
I’ll have to use language that measures.
Not because the soul needs it,
but because the mind understands through comparison.
Our brains need contrast to recognise meaning.
It understands ‘0’ only because ‘1’ is not ‘0’.
And ‘1’ only because it isn’t ‘0’.
Ironically, both numbers mean nothing by themselves.
(Literally.)
As we say in Dutch:
“Eentje is geentje.”
(One is none.)
The brain — in its own beautiful design —
needs something to stand opposite something else
in order to learn, grow, and expand.
This is consciousness expanding within the illusion of time.
And seeing this… is already deep stuff.
The universe uses the illusion of time
to grow its own awareness of itself.
That’s why I prefer to say:
the mind doesn’t just work in duality —
it works in comparison.
Not everything is strictly black or white,
light or dark,
good or bad.
Mostly, it’s a mirror.
This in that.
That in this.
So let me repeat:
There is nothing to compare or measure
from the point of the universe.
But to explain things to a human brain,
using human words,
I’ll need the tools of comparison.
It’s not the Truth.
(The Truth cannot be spoken.)
But it helps us
point to it.
🌿 Reader's Note
Please don’t get stuck in the words, the symbols or the counting.
What follows is written in human language —
but born from silence.
Let it wash over you.
Not everything is meant to be understood.
Some things are simply meant to resonate.
I love this job.
And yes — people can laugh as hard as they want.
But when there’s time left over…
I just sit here and write to you.
Right here, from this blog.
In the middle of the noise,
the machines,
the yellow floor,
the ordinary flow of work.
And somehow…
truth still whispers.
And I answer.
#sacredfactoryscribbles
#betweenmachinesandmeaning
03.31.25
THE LITTLE THINGS OF LIFE
THAT MAKE ME SMILE
My favorite: amaryllis
My favorite greek word: το λουλούδι
Happy new month, everyone!!
1 of April, always lovely!
My beloved,
there are so many things I long to write about —
and honestly, I don’t even know where to begin.
Sometimes I wish I didn’t need bodily rest,
so I could just write and write and write…
But then — I stop.
I take a breath.
I take distance.
And I remember:
nothing ever comes outside its perfect timing.
Just pause.
Take time to breathe.
Take time to stop.
Take time to watch.
In this world, we’re often encouraged to just go on and on,
to keep pushing, keep performing…
and so few are given the space
to simply breathe.
So if there’s one thing I could tell you today,
it would be this:
Stop.
Pause.
Withdraw.
And watch yourself.
Not with judgment —
but with wonder.
"This… is where I am right now."
04.02.25 - #pauseandwonder #sacredbreath
on one of my many walks in Ypres …
“Quiet consistency over time holds more authority
than even the most powerful words.”
One of life’s quietest consistencies
is found in the times and seasons of nature.
They never speak —
and yet their wisdom is always present.
Still, humanity finds ever-creative ways
to not see.
(imagine that … lol 😉)
Back to the Illusion of Time
— and an Even Greater One: Money
(If you haven’t read the previous section yet — the one about how the brain works in comparison — know that I’ve received new insights about that too…
but I’ll leave those for another time.)
Let me start with this, clearly and directly:
You can see how conscious a person is
by the degree to which they live outside the illusion of time,
and how deeply they have undone themselves from the illusion of money.
And NO —
I’m not talking about nice words floating around the internet.
I’m not talking about catchy video content or spiritual soundbites.
I’m talking about people who live what they speak.
Who embody what they share.
And to be honest —
I’ve found almost no one who has truly come to that point:
undone from the illusion of time
and truly free from the illusion of money.
And YES —
it demands full surrender to the soul.
(To be honest, I’ve never seen another way in this human experience.)
This, again, is only an introduction
to a powerful truth that is still to come.
And though I’d honestly prefer not to write about time and money —
because from the soul’s point of view,
they don’t matter —
I know I must.
Because humanity has wrapped itself in layers of illusion —
especially in the West —
capitalist, socialist, whatever ‘-ist’...
they are all soaked in the false power of money.
And so I feel I have no choice
but to dig deeper into this topic
and call out to the soul of humanity:
Rise above this.
Yes —
I’m speaking here of a measure of consciousness.
It’s almost as if I can feel exactly where someone is on their path
just by listening to how they speak and act
about time and money.
But let me also recall what I said earlier:
From the eye of the Universe,
there is no measure.
Still —
to reach the human heart,
to awaken the soul inside this illusion —
I must use the tools of comparison.
And so I plant these words as seeds.
In a season.
Yes, I know —
planting seeds in a season implies time…
which we are still confronted with
as long as we wear these bodies.
But your soul —
your soul lives outside of all of it.
04.02.25
Why I Love Tuesdays
(or: On Authority, Frequencies, and the Fight Between Two Gods)
For some reason I can’t quite explain,
I love Tuesdays.
Especially this one.
The universe seemed to conspire in my favor today —
offering space, time, and silence.
My appointments were cancelled,
and all I needed to arrange for the next days
happened in peace, without stress.
I love that.
And as much as I would’ve loved to see my friends,
it wasn’t me who cancelled.
It felt more like the universe simply... took care of time.
And that, to me, is a blessing.
___
I’ve been pondering a lot.
How much should I share?
How much of what I’ve seen…
of what I’ve understood?
Is humanity ready?
Wouldn’t it be easier to just live my life quietly,
as if I’m still blind?
But then there’s that inner urge —
to keep writing.
Not out of obligation,
but because I know that my words carry a certain authority.
And sometimes…
that’s enough.
I don’t need the whole world to hear.
My authority of speaking —
or in this case, writing —
is enough to release what must be released.
___
KNOWING YOUR AUTHORITY IS KEY.
Especially now —
in these times humanity is moving through.
Let me give you a little timeline
within this illusion of time:
The frequency of the body is measured in strength.
The frequency of the mind is measured in power.
The frequency of the soul is measured in authority.
(And yes — as I’ve written before — measurement only exists within this illusion.
The universe itself doesn’t measure.
See this article if you’re curious:
Am I Not the Daughter of a Carpenter)
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There was a time when strength ruled the world —
when power was physical.
Wars were fought that way.
Later came a shift:
the era of the mind.
We’re still in it now —
where logic, intelligence, strategy and control define who “rules”.
But what’s emerging…
what we’re just beginning to glimpse
is the authority of the soul.
Yes — some have known it.
Few have lived it.
Even fewer have surrendered to it completely.
It’s the highest frequency available in human form.
That’s what scriptures hinted at —
in Revelation, in Nirvana, in the concept of Heaven.
But most teachings around awakening and enlightenment
still come from the mind-level.
And that’s okay.
As soon as we speak —
we’re using the mind.
Words are of the mind.
___
Try to imagine this:
Your brain is a box —
say, 10x10x10.
But what needs to fit inside it is infinite.
Impossible, right?
And it’s not just size —
it’s weight, color, texture, movement, vibration…
also infinite.
So no — I don’t have words
to explain everything I’ve seen.
Neither do others who have seen beyond the personal mind.
But here’s what can happen:
My words can plant seeds in your mind
— if your soul brought you here to read.
And one day,
when you’ve seen beyond the mind,
you’ll know what I meant.
Before that…
it’s just interpretation.
It’s how religions are born.
That’s why I rarely interpret someone’s words.
I’d rather ask: “What did you truly mean?”
And that’s also why I rarely read —
because I can’t know the writer.
___
Yes, this is how I grew beyond religion.
I was never so interested in the signs and wonders.
I wanted to know the One behind them.
And I found Him.
(Her. It. Soul. Name it what you will. - it is me - it is you!)
___
Back to the timeline of human awakening.
It will come to pass — and it already is —
that the true shift humanity needs
is toward the authority of the soul.
But to get there,
a battle must unfold.
The illusion must crack.
And so we see the trio rising up:
The body’s frequency as lust and strength.
The mind’s frequency as power and ambition (goals and purpose).
The illusion of time and money as greed — also called the battle between God and Mammon.
This is the trio of the old gods.
And yes — as it was written:
You cannot serve two masters.
You either serve God (seen as “good”),
or Mammon (seen as “evil”).
But that’s the voice of duality —
of the mind that still lives in the realm of
good versus evil.
Until humanity awakens…
to see:
there is no one to serve.
There is nothing to conquer.
We simply ARE.
We are.
And everything IS.
(And even that phrase — “everything is” — is so often misunderstood
by those who haven’t yet seen through the eye of the universe.)
___
Yes — the frequency of the soul
is the highest.
It is the realm of pure authority.
It’s the space where one speaks —
and it is.
You don’t speak what you desire.
You speak what already is.
You don’t call things into existence by wanting.
You SEE what IS, and speak it.
And yes — this is where we start to see the cracks
and teachings like mindfulness and the law of attraction
still speak from the perspective of the mind.
(That’s a topic for another writing.)
But even within that illusion —
everything serves.
Everything happens
in service of the greater unfolding of consciousness.
___
Shall I leave it at this for today?
If you, dear reader, have questions,
please feel free to ask.
Some of you already have —
and I appreciate you deeply.
Know that sometimes answers take time —
not because they aren’t there
(everything is)
but because I wait for the flow.
And when it comes,
I will write.
And I will answer.
From my soul to yours.
With deep love —
Please know:
You are beautiful.
Your presence here matters.
I wave at you.
I see you.
And you are loved.
This is a blogpost under construction - more to come soon - meanwhile, feel free to comment!
Life is standing under the shower,
feeling every drop kiss your skin —
and realising:
oh right… this is grace. 🙈