Jouney to France again

hi Friends :)


I thought that maybe hitch-hiking to France
will take two days maximum but in reality from
Gent it took me four days to get there, it was
quite hard and I had to kind of fight to keep
going, twice I was sleeping in the tent close
to gas station and last night very nice man -
Claude has invited me to his house in Lyon
for sleep and food.

Anyhow I have made it to small eco-village
in the south of France, first impression was
of beauty and insecurity at the same time, because
I didnt got reply from them about my coming
and possibilities here. I trusted the words of
my friend Johan and the work we did with
Alina - decision based on the feeling in the body
by somebody else - part of Hellinger methode.

She said, it feels like flowers, so I trusted the
flowers. I can already feel the warmth of climate
here, thats realy different then in Belgium and
the beauty of nature is much more apparent.

When it comes to inner body the process is going
on, last night probably because of stress I didnt
sleep well, but this morning I took warm shower
and could quite rest while walking and more
sleeping. So, I guess slowly I am accomodating to
new environment and this morning important
event was when I played piano, my pain body
was opening and tears came...

There is many ways to heal, some are just by
being surendered with beauty, some are even
not to be expected, not to be known beforehand.

I will write one more poem here, this one was
written still in other part of France when I was
working with Dina:

"Child"

Beauty and the sea, streaming
Waves pulsating with vibrancy of...
Seaguls dripping the feathers of...
Drops of salt melting in the sun

Dance again your eagle
Dissolve the solutions into...
Far reach of heavens smoke

Forgive the past, realease the last
Transfigure the love of...

Enjoy the doubt, green fields of...
Be empty and filled with...
Something closer to the heart
Sorunder between the worlds

Of darkness and the plums
Criss-cross the caress...swim
Instant recognition, instant being

Wind at the sea, modulations
Gentleness and the light
Nestling in between the love-lines

Short-cut the borders to the
Outmost ourageous sublimation of
Peace...points and pottery of life
Be the self, you are nonetheless
Some place, some time, always

Dreams and the colosal ambition
Of nothing to see, nothing to become
Just this and this again
Like waves, like sea gulfs
Like ocean, serenity of wordless

Conversation. Seen, seing, singing
Quietude of lifetimes, breath of foremost
Forgotten finality...

Greater, bigger, kinder...
A child.