Speak ye! or be forever silent! 😂😘
Happiness is found within yourself.
But that doesn’t mean others are outside of it,
or that you have to spend your life alone in a cave.
I mean —
that would be a life sentence for all the extroverts out there, wouldn’t it?
What I really want to say is this:
Happiness is when your inner gaze shapes how you see outer events —
rather than letting your outer world define your inner state.
#innerlightoutwardgaze #insideout #happiness
Speak ye!
Or may you be forever silent...
In the last days,
I’ve had the chance — and the strange grace —
to look death a little deeper in the eye.
Several things brought me there:
a series I was watching on Netflix,
the final breaths of my oneness relationship
and the recent happenings with Wisdom,
conversations with my son and other people,
the persistent headaches that come with my cycle...
and so on, and so on.
At some point I asked myself:
What if I found out I was ill —
that I had cancer, for instance —
would I fight to live?
Is there still anything worth fighting for,
in this life of mine?
Is there still a burden that makes my heart beat?
No —
not faster,
but simply beat at all...
a cause, a call, a current?
Is there anything that still thrills me —
things I absolutely need or want to do?
And the answer is clear:
No. Simply, no.
(That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t like certain things to happen…
but that’s another story.)
There’s no more need to fulfil.
There’s just peace.
I have made peace with death.
And so I wondered…
What keeps me here, then?
Yesterday, I shared something on Threads —
that when Daouda, my son, was 7 years old,
he once said to me, completely out of the blue:
"When you die, you have fulfilled life."
And he was right.
(Deep wisdom for a little boy, I must say.)
Now, from this place of endless peace,
having made peace with death itself,
I still wonder:
What am I doing here?
This morning, I was driving to work early,
with that question still circling in my mind,
when suddenly my sweet colleague called me in a panic:
“I have a flat tire… can you please come pick me up?”
I smiled.
Today,
my ‘purpose’ was to bring her to work.
If I were dead,
who would’ve done that?
(Yes, someone else would have — I know —
but still…
in that moment, I was the easiest solution.)
And then it dawned on me:
Every day I wake up on this planet
is just grace.
A surprise.
A silent invitation.
No matter what’s waiting,
no matter what unfolds —
it’s not mine to define.
But mostly, I realised this:
I’ve made peace with death.
But the day death makes peace with me…
I’ll be gone for good.
29.03.2025
The Gates of Heaven
There are certain Bible verses that, somehow, have become alive to me while walking this inner path.
One of them is Psalm 100:4:
"Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise:
be thankful unto him, and bless his name."
To be honest, I remembered it more like this:
"With thankfulness and praise we enter the gates of heaven…"
Sigh.
It’s Monday evening, and it has been quite an emotionally heavy day.
There was a general strike in Belgium, which meant my son was home with me.
I had arranged a few simple things to do together, but somehow the day ended in a strike between us.
On our way to his gymnastics training, the tension became so tough that I turned the car around — and drove back home.
The ride back was quiet. And heavy.
It always triggers me when people — especially those I love — don’t see their own value.
When they break themselves down.
When they can't feel thankfulness.
It touches something deep in me…
because I know —
this is the key to entering the gates of heaven.
Not some future place far away.
But here, now,
within the human experience.
For a long time, I preached that people should learn to find ‘God’ within themselves.
(Yes, the literal Greek translation says: “The Kingdom of God is within you.”
Don’t ask me where exactly — if it’s important to you, go ahead and look it up.
More important: connect to it.)
I’ve always felt it’s important to live what I bring to others.
(Feel free to remind me when I don’t.)
And so, long before I fully awakened,
I walked with the One I called ‘God’ on the inside.
Over time, I came to understand
that the One I had called ‘God’…
was actually my Soul.
But in that in-between season,
this ‘God’ showed me true love.
He wrapped me in arms of tenderness,
reminded me of my worth,
and healed me from childhood and youth traumas.
He brought me home
within myself.
That deep connection to my Soul only became possible
when I consciously shifted my gaze —
from outer circumstances
to inner presence.
I began to bring thankfulness and praise.
Gratitude for situations, for chances, for beauty, for pain even.
And I lifted up the name of ‘God’ —
who I now know is my Soul.
I tell you: when you do this, your entire human experience shifts.
You enter the gates of heaven —
not those far away, not some afterlife…
but here and now.
Right where you are.
You enter by giving thanks.
By praising your soul.
By consciously lifting your frequency
from body and mind
into Soul-awareness.
This is a gamechanger.
Feel free to try.
Feel free to see.
03.31.25
This is a blogpost under construction - more to come soon - meanwhile, feel free to comment!
life is the silence beyond (certainly my) words! 😂😘