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Music & The Age of Everything (music blog + playlist)

Even though I love writing, there is a language I love more, and that is music: the most direct, ancient and universal way of telling a story. Like most of us, I’ve been listening to music all my life.The playlist that awaits you is like Spring itself; bursting with surprise. Enjoy, don’t forget to dance right in the middle of your Age of Everything.

mei 1st, 2016|Categorieën: blog, music|0 Reacties

When Your Blood Boils: on Chögyam Trungpa’s ‘for Anne Waldman’

Sometimes, there’s a poem that skips your brain and enters right into your bloodstream. Before getting it, it gets you. It becomes part of your cells and organs. You instantly forget how on earth you managed your life b.P. -before Poem.

november 13th, 2015|Categorieën: blog, online|Label: |0 Reacties

Animal Song: On Maya Angelou’s ‘Caged Bird’

14 and clueless, I had no idea why the caged bird sings, but Maya Angelou seemed to, so I started reading and never stopped. Her stories expanded my world considerably and ingrained in me the importance of virtue. Of dignity. And maybe most of all, a sense of inner freedom. Or at least its possibility.

september 11th, 2015|Categorieën: blog, online|Label: |0 Reacties

The Problem with Being Right

Last week, I had an innerpreneur-relapse on social media. For some years now, my country is divided over a traditional holiday called Sinterklaas, a Santa Clause predecessor that delivers gifts to children that have been good. He’s assisted by a persona called zwarte Piet, ‘black Pete’, whose historical roots prove no mystery when you consider Holland’s pivotal role in the Trans-Atlantic slave trade from the 16th through 19th century.

september 10th, 2015|Categorieën: blog|15s Reacties

Age-Asana: Life As Asana (Part Three)

Remember telling me about things that happen to your body past 40? Nobody warns you was what you said? I was ambivalent to be initiated, but somehow ever since our conversation, I’ve felt more prepared for the moment I find my first grey pubic hair, and when that day comes, I’ll think of you, my friend.

augustus 20th, 2015|Categorieën: blog, online|Label: |0 Reacties
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