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Underwater World
She longed for a new world, a world of peace and silence. She longed for light in the dark, for a world of connection. She longed for a world full of adventures, for exploring her curiosity, for a world full of play and flow. She longed for a world full of abundance, for colours that paint her world of magic. She longed for a world of wonder, for possibilities, for making her dreams come true. She longed for a world full of stars, for places that fill her heart with love and joy. She longed for a world of trust and surrender, of surrender to the heart. She longed for…
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The rising of the phoenix
I felt so much pain in my right shoulder that I could barely lift my arm, I tried to find a way to get my arms moving, to keep going, although I didn’t know how. With every wave that hit my shoulder I felt a huge sting. Every wave made it apparent that the current was so strong and that I didn’t make any progress. I had to find a way, a way to cut the pain out of my focus, a way to believe that it still can be done. And then a flash of memories came through my mind: Me as a little girl, sitting with my elder…
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Take care of your creativity like an athlete
I’m sitting here on a Sunday afternoon, prepared my tea, switched off all the distractions and want to write, but nothing comes up, no inspiration, I only feel tired and exhausted. I didn’t take care of my health as I used to the last few weeks and this has not only a negative effect on my creativity but also on my swim performance. So why not getting back on track with creating a self-care habit that fits for both: Writing and Swimming A self-care habit that increases your health, wellbeing, motivation, energy, creativity and strength: Energy: What gives my body and mind energy to stay motivated and perform well? It’s…
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The Thinker
The Thinker The writing prompt: At the museum Choose three display pieces, one as the title and the other two within your story. Rodin museum, Paris The Thinker by Auguste Rodin https://www.musee-rodin.fr/en/musee/collections/oeuvres/thinker Hylas and the nymphs by Alexandre Falguière https://www.musee-rodin.fr/en/musee/collections/oeuvres/hylas-and-nymphs Meditation or the inner voice by Auguste Rodin https://www.musee-rodin.fr/en/musee/collections/oeuvres/meditation-or-inner-voice The Thinker Paul was sitting at his desk, frowning, chin resting on his hand. He looked out of the window but he didn’t really see anything, only skyscrapers. His thoughts rushed through his head, just like the never-ending traffic in the city. He had had a meeting with his boss and it ended with an argument: the sales has to go…
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Four seasons to a dream
It was a cold January winter day when I stood on the platform at Cap Gris Nez and tried to look for the other side of the Channel. The blue amazed me, this icy, blue sky was merging with the blue water. There were no white cliffs I could witness on the horizon, only my thoughts if I will ever swim there and end up where I was standing right now. A dream went out over the Channel, my birthday wish. It was spring when we got into lockdown and I had to stop my training, but I never gave up on my dream. I drove in my car to…
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Stepping Stones
Stepping stones Stepping stones are guiding you to walk with a courageous heart. A heart that opens the door to a new world, that can climb over every obstacle in the way. Stepping stones are guiding you over every current, so that you can reach the other shore. A shore that seems so far away. Stepping stones are guiding you into the waves of adventures, waves of the aliveness of the heart. A heart that wants you to live your bold freedom. Stepping stones are guiding you into clarity. A clarity that occurs when the storms and mud have settled. Walk confidently, step by step, watch and listen to the…
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Wintering
I watched the branches of the apple tree moving with the gentle breeze and I saw that the buds are already there, ready for wintering and preparing for spring at the same time. Am I ready for wintering? Am I ready to let things transform into a peaceful state, waiting for the sun of spring to wake them up? Am I ready for wintering, for waiting patiently to give things time to grow without doing something for it? Am I ready to surrender to the silence and going inwards to restore my energy, to fill my heart with the nurturing of winter to be able to blossom again? Am I…
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Freedom is waiting on the other shore
In the elements of the ocean 🌊🏊🏻♀️🌊 22. September 2020 I started my swim at 01.55 at Samphire Hoe, with shaky knees and a pitch black night and sea waiting for me.Before I got into the water I felt cold and was scared about what was lying ahead of me.As soon as I entered the water this feeling of being cold went away, the water felt warm and I only had to swim 50m to the shore, getting out of the water, feeling the pebbles under my feet.When I heard the sound of the boat’s horn I jumped into the dark water and took off to swim the Channel. There…
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The umbilical cord of the past
The umbilical cord of the past I had a chat with a friend yesterday and it turned out to become this kind of conversation with full of gold nuggets, with openness and support to find clarity, courage and to reveal the heart’s truth.I know that he wouldn’t want me to use the word ‚truth‘, because what is ‚truth‘ anyway,my ‚truth‘ can be completely different from your ‚truth‘. Is it more a kind of heart’s wisdom, the authentic self ( authenticity, also an inflationary used word) or the wisdom and knowledge of the soul?How can you describe when you recognize that the heart ‚knows‘, that you are guided by this wisdom?…
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Dolphin Days
Today starts my favorite month of the year: September. September is my ocean month because I normally spend time by the ocean.I love that there are still warm and sunny days but the heat of summer is gone and the fresh air and autumn colors are on the horizon.September has a stillness and inner peace and it reminds me of healing and freedom. 5 years ago I started my medication free life after being under treatment for 6 years.Although the chances were so small I’m still in complete remission. That was the September of healing. In that year I also surfed my first green wave, memories that still fill my…
