Following my Heart
Full Moon over the East Bay in San Francisco At long last, my final days in San Francisco have arrived. Allthough I have been here since last March, I have not planted my roots in San Francisco soil for I knew that being here was only for a short amount of time. In a week, we will be heading to our final desitination: New York City. The very first time I visited New York City was in October 2001. I remember how intimidated I was, I felt like a deer in...
Me and my husband spent a few days at the Oregon Coast to celebrate our 4th anniversary. We had a fantastic time in which we shared many romantic moments and reminisced past anniversaries. What struck me the most though, is how at peace I am with myself. And while dreaming away in front of the Pacific Ocean, I remembered a time where confusion and pain had nestled in my being. Are you a loser or a winner? 8 years ago, in the year 2001, I believed I was on a good path and riding a high and mighty wave; I had just made promotion within the company which had employed me only several...
In July of 2001, my Mother brought me to the Island of Java, Indonesia. It was a wonderful opportunity for me to see the land where my Great Grandmothers and Great Grandfathers are from. I was, however, so depressed and therefore so tired, that all I wanted to do is sleep. When my Mother suggested to visit Java's neighboring island called Bali, I whined: "Mom, I just want to go home. Please?" Luckily, she persuaded me to go to Bali before we were to head back to the Netherlands... How Bali completely energized and mesmerized me I was running on empty, my energy was thoroughly depleted, and...
art by Mehdi Our artist friend Mehdi aka Action Figure James Nice, has visited us in the Pacific NorthWest. His arrival brought back many memories from the magical time we all had back in Manhattan. It was a time where I fell in love with my husband and a time where I was welcomed by an international group of talented young artistic people. We celebrated our lives with inspirational and spiritual conversations. We shared open hearted friendship. We admired eachother's art. But most importantly we danced. We danced all together to the rythm of our beautiful lives and times in the most...
Regular readers of this blog must remember that I started a series called "Following my Heart". In these series I write about my travels throughout the USA and ultimately when and how I became a knitter. I have been wanting to do this in chronological order but instead I will write about the highlights and lowlights for that matter, or whatever and where ever inspiration takes me. Today I feel it is time to tell you about my travels to Los Angeles. Pretending I am a movie star Barely recovered from my time in Chicago, I suddenly find myself in Los Angeles, California. Guess...
Right after we got married, my husband and I had to get ready for a traveling life. My husband had been offered a job that would entail traveling throughout the USA. We felt so adventurous when we gave up our appartment in Manhattan and most of our belongings! I vividly remember that feeling of freedom: leaving all that we belong behind, and just take off like that. Just him, me and 2 suitcases....Weeeeeee!!! Toronto, Canada - Chicago, Illinois The very first city we traveled to was Toronto in Canada. Just like in Manhattan, there were a lot of high rise buildings and just like in Manhattan...
We got married in New York on a beautiful day in May, 2005. Only our parents and my husband's brother attended our sweet and very small ceremony. I remember how a light breeze ruffled my hair as I looked into the big amber eyes of my soon to be husband. I slipped my hands into his hands and as the ceremony began, we were smiling, smiling, smiling! How did we meet you might wonder? How does a gal from Amsterdam end up with a guy from New York City? Well, we met in a post office... somewhere on the magical Island of Bali... Bali - Amsterdam - Manhattan In August 2001 I traveled with my mom...
Yesterday I traveled to Hartford, CT to meet my husband who is there for work. While waiting in line to check my luggage, I looked around me to absorb the excitement one always finds at airports; the hustle and bustle of people hurrying to catch their flight, people being happy to leave, people being sad to leave. And as I am watching this all, my mind wanders off to that grey and dreary day in April of 2005 when I left the Netherlands. Come with me as I start the series "Following my Heart" in which I tell you the story of my travels throughout the United States of America and how and when...
A trip to Denver, Colorado I am always so nervous when I have to travel... My usually calm being is all messed up and I become this neurotic, antsy person. Do I have everything packed? Did I lock every window? Where's my passport? Did I print out my flightschedule? Are the plants and flowers going to be fine? Is the house going to be fine? I drive myself crazy I tell ya... Finally, I closed the door behind me and off I went to the airport to catch my flight to Denver, Colorado to meet my husband who is over there for business. The procedures at the airport make me even more nervous......
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