Heep heep hurai for the burka!

Especially for my foreign friends a little note of me being on holiday.

Charles, Yanna and Julie: within a few weeks I will be in India. After nearly a year we will meet each other again. I can’t wait to have you in my arms again.

Beaver, we are making a beavertrail all over the world! I hope you are doing well and your track will b as special for you as it is for me. Hope you collect lots of material and you can start making your movie. Beavers (part I) hahaha Borat is a success, Beavers will be too. Although we travel we still r connected. Maybe we can already start making some merchandise! Love you.

Christina and Paul: Just one more week to go and than HOLIDAY!! Wish you folks a wonderful time. Hope to meet you again in wintertime. Know that you can always crush at Dutchie’s place in the Hague if you both want a trip to Holland. Chris, did you get some blisters after the rowing… I am so sorry about the last time. I was so fatigue I was sick of it. Did you pass your exam?

Julio: Como estás? Aquí todo bien. Espero estudias un poquito ingles, para mi espagnol no esta bien. Cuando eres en Holanda por un concerto con Cuba Express? Y tu discos? Tambien en el listo del grande musicantes? Besos para ti!

For all the others, a big, big kiss! Lot’s of fun reading!

I’ve been fallen in love. Deeply. I found him. This is it. He is beautifull and i hope we are going to cross the oceans, going to sail through the nights. His line is superb. What a pleasure it would be to be warmed and protected by him and to lay under the stars. He cuts through the water like a knife through the butter. He is blue. I’ve been fallen in love on a Winner 11.20 … Oh my god, this boat is a dream come true…

Yesterday we arrived on Vlieland. Practically next to my dreamboat. Within a few minutes a stranger – Popey – invited me to sail with his boat to Scotland. My father got the solution. Put on a burka honey… DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!

It was a small world the last few days on sea. Fog caused it. When you are sailing and you don’t see land nor horizon, you realise, you can’t resit nature, nor your own one. Sail on your own compass is the best you can do where-ever you are. By sailing in this conditions, I’ve been confronted again with my own insignificance. Just like the other day at home.

It doesn’t happen often, but I woke up at the same time nature awakens. It’s that time of the day in which you can feel the big awakening. Great. I am a witness of something very beautiful. Because I am not often awake at this time of the day, everything surprises me more. I feel myself insignificant and tremendously big at the same time. Suddenly I’m drawn into a vacuum. Everything seems to be connected. Nothing excists without each other. Everything breathes and vibrates in the same ‘heartbeat’, within that, having their own beat. People, animals and everything else that lives and moves. I start to realise that I can row against the stream or follow the stream. Whatever I do, I will always end where I have to end. I am a little part of the big thing. I am not different than the trees, the birds, the flowers, the horses. I am nothing more, nothing less than a being which is fed by the sun. I realise I am just like the trees and the rivers, looking for a way to unfold as (my) nature wants me to unfold. I have – just like everything else I see around me – my own heartbeat and a universal one. A great feeling of protection and taken up, overwhelms me. I feel one and not alone anymore. There is no desire. There only excists ki and everything is now! PERFECT!

When I come out of this vacuum, I can only conclude that this is far beyond my mind. The only thing that counts for me, is the feeling of peace. A few quotes of Paulo are rushing through my head: ‘There is nothing we can hold on to. Everything we own, will be given away one time. The trees give to survive. When they hold on, they end their existence’.

I experienced the same feeling of connection and being-one this week on sea. Wonderfull. I can look for hours over the sea. I become dreadfully slow. I sleep as a horse. Being rocked like a baby on the waves. Already a few days I am at the sea with my parents and I don’t know which day it is. Typical a good holiday feeling. Slowly I start to disconnect myself from the social frame. The frame I was trapped into slowely again. Detach and quick! My father understands this very well. His life was for years at sea….

As I already told you folks, we are on Vlieland. It’s in the most northern part of Holland, in the North Sea. Before we arrived in the harbour, we saw a seal. Guys, when I see this, I am just like a little child. Totally touched by something so natural. I want to jump off the boat and swim with the seal. Such a pity the currents of the sea is to heavy here.


On shore little children wear life jackets. They are holding little landing nets, most of the time bigger than they are. Youth sentiment goes through my veins. My little sister and I always walked with our little landing nets through the harbour. Catching crabs and shrimps. Mussels on a rope and look what you will catch. Full of proud we always showed our parents the animals. Most of the time the animals crawled out of the bucket, walked over the boat straight to mummies legs. Not long after showing, we got back on shore. Once back, we kept crab races with other kids. We could spent hours after hours with these races. Besides that we had our own little boat. Rowing, sailing, turning over, bailing out or just sit in our little boat and reading. It’s great to see that life in harbours do not change. I hope, once I will be able to teach my children this too. Discover the sea, learn about the wind and the water.

What we are going to do tomorrow, we don’t know. It depends on the wind. Maybe we go to Borkum. If not, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, I am going to dream about the beautiful Winner and go for a walk with my new camera.

For now, the sun comes. Shorts and shirts on.

Speak to you later guys! Love