All life matters

All life matters

As long as we are not whole inside, we will look for an enemy in the outside world. As long as we are accusing someone else, we are not free from our inner pain. Hating causes inner suffering and alienates us from ourselves.

Suddenly racism is a hot topic. Worldwide huge demonstrations are taken place. Police and ME are not interfering. It suits the rulers well. It takes the attention away from the real problem. Be sure that people start to hate each other and you have created the perfect climate to push through the controversial emergency law…

Divide and rule

What are we doing now we are in a global crisis that affects all of us? After years of discussions about our black Piet tradition, the murder of a black man in the USA is being used to prove that discrimination still exists. We do not understand that divide and rule is the method that leaders nowadays use to set us up against one another, so that our attention is diverted from that what really happens.

It is important to recognize what we have done in the past. We cannot be proud of that. Not the Dutch, not the Moors, not the Americans, not the Africans with their tribal wars, not the Arabs, or you name it.

The moment we can forgive ourselves, we can forgive others. No longer do we have to feel guilty and we can draw a line under the past. Hand in hand and fully in the present, we can go for what concerns us all: our democracy, our blood-fought freedom…

Challenges polish our soul

We are born as boundless free beings in that special place where we can learn the lessons our soul has chosen to become a better and more sincere person. The path we walk is one of trial and error: of challenges and desires, of division and connection. The goal is no more and no less than to transcend our ego so we feel in every way one with ALL that lives. We are all brothers and sisters. At the end, we can no longer speak about I and you, but only about us.

It does not matter where we are born. Innocence, freedom and wholeness are the birthright of every human. Rather than honoring our children for their wholeness, we are gradually taking everything away from them that reminds them of heaven, totality and perfection. Slowly but surely we are framed in a dualistic world of good and evil. Depending on where we were born, our color or our origin becomes superior…

Discrimination is timeless

Whites have also been trafficked as slaves. I dare to say that my father’s situation was no more and no less than slavery. After my parents’ premature death, I struggled tremendously with my health and my past. I surfaced and learned the power of forgiveness. On behold I learned to embrace myself and discovered the power of gratitude. The result was that I could embrace everything and everyone. Every soul on earth is longing to be recognized and to be known.

Did you think it was a coincidence that you were born in a black, white or blue body? Did you think it was a coincidence that you are the daughter of a king or the son of a drug dealer? Of course not. Your soul chose the circumstances to get to know yourself in all depth. As a child, you do not know discrimination. You learn this during your upbringing. That has little or nothing to do with being white or black.

Recognition is freeing us

It is the time for us white ones to recognize that we have dominated the world long enough. Do not  think it will be better if Africa takes over that role. When people gain power and are not ready for it internally (and who even is that far?), even the most honest will collapse.

Every human discriminates

I was against rich people: they had an easy life in my eyes. Until I  real poverty in India and realized I was cherishing my past. In this way I could be against the outside world and I did not have to take responsibility for my inner world. This insight gave me the opportunity to remain an eternal victim or to become a master of my own life. I chose for the latter.

I corresponded with a black man on deathrow in Texas. When they killed him, a part of myself died. I loved him unconditionally and did not judge what he did. Later I visited Aaron, another beautiful soul, on deathrow in USA. I was with him every day for a week – behind glass. I loved him and he loved me. However, I did not want to marry him…

It is a challenge to be in the world and to share your skills with others, without belonging to the world…

The art of living

We did not come to the earth to escape our earthly reality. Nor do we need to be attached to suffering to earn Valhalla. We are on earth to perfect ourselves in every way. Since I woke up, I can embrace every experience. There are no good and no bad experiences. Every experience is food for our soul. Life is a gift.

It is a pity that we link wealth to money, status and power.

By embracing myself, I learned to recognize and to embrace others in their true essence. I like people. My friends are in all colors of the rainbow. I honor my origins and feel at home with the scum in our society: the homeless person, the beach boy, the refugee, the person in prison and so on. When we have nothing to lose, when there is no past and no future, we are close to the Source and we learn the real art of Life.

Everything we fight is growing

By fighting against disease, we are increasingly creating a sick body and a sick society. By fighting discrimination, we create more and more division. By living through a disease, we not only honor our immune system, we become healthy and strong. We should not protect the weak ones, but challenge them to stand in their own strength. We should not demonstrate against discrimination, If we would like to demonstrate we should demonstrate for freedom. That does not divide us but connects us and that is true Love…


By being roused by the government and its affiliated media, we are systematically brainwashed to hate and distrust each other since September 11, 2001. Believe me, not only in the rich west. Christians hate Muslims, blacks hate whites, the rich hate the poor and vice versa. Of course, that suits our rulers well.

The government is a reflection of ourselves. It makes no sense to point our finger. Honesty commands us to look inside and accept that we have completely given away our responsibility. Out of laziness, we let our lives be determined by the pharmaceutical industry, the government, the media, and so on. If that is not slavery. If working on conveyor belts with time clocks is not slavery…

Tame sheep

It is time for us to stop polarizing. We weaken our position and are only helping those in power. By systematically giving us a little more freedom, we let ourselves be dazzled and be metaphorically lead to slaughter like tame sheep. At the end, we are even willing to accept that emergency law and even the mandatory vaccination. For the sake of convenience, we are overlooking that this is not only the end of our freedom, but also of our democracy.

The art of not knowing

To be clear, we cannot go back to the past. It is time we realized that we have exploited not only each other, but also our earthly mother. It is time for a new world order, a new morality that has nothing to do with the new normal.

Of course, we do not yet know how we will color this in. First, we have to learn to embrace the art of not knowing. If the desire is big enough and we continue to dream actively, we can face this time as the greatest adventure ever, in which we bundle the Love that we essentially are together to give it shape through trial and error.

In my childlike innocence, I regularly ask somebody about their roots. Not always this is appreciated. This time I felt not only his pain, I also recognized mine and openly I shared my feelings. By doing this, I was not only healing this part in myself, I gave him also the opportunity to recognize and to heal his own past.

Unity in diversity

A black person will never become a white one and being on time is a problem for many. Therefore, we can learn something from them and they can learn something from us. None of us is any better. No longer I will accept this nonsense, like I will never will accept the 1.5 meter distance and the mask. It is not natural and sick making. If you do not pay in the bus, you are not a rainbow-rider, you will be still a black rider (dutch expression) and our tradition of black Piet can stay. Everyone can decide by himself or herself whether you want to be annoyed by that or not.

Being a victim is a choice

Stopping blaming others is the hardest thing there is, but it will set you free. You give up your victim role, your false sense of security. True spirituality is in every way taking responsibility for your own being and your life. I do not only mean our behavior towards each other, but towards every living being. We have to find back the respect that we lost for the feminine aspect in every person, for our society and for our beloved earth mother. It means that we have to accept that peace, security, equality and so on do not exist on the material level.

True life

In essence, we are all born naked and all the same. If you dare to feel this deeply within, you lose the need to point your finger at anyone. No one knows the other’s blueprint. The outside may look beautiful, but it says nothing about the inside.

When we stop bringing up the past, we can join hands and connect our hearts.  Ultimately, we can stand together for the most precious thing we can acquire here on earth: Brotherhood and sisterhood. True Life can only unfold in Freedom. True Love is unity in diversity and it colors the world a bit more beautiful…

Om Shanti – Let us be in Peace
– July 7, 2020

The biggest lie ever

The biggest lie ever

This morning when I woke up, I knew it is time for the next step. I cannot life with the biggest lie ever and act if I agree with the 1,5 meter policy. My letter to our minister president was red by many but never answered by Mark Rutte himself.

I feel compassion for him. I feel compassion for all people on the top who are playing with us, because we have given our power away so they can easily enslave us. We are still following them like sheep, as we always did…

Yes, they are very clever. Everything is perfect organized. When I heard about this coronavirus, I was still in Greece. The situation with the refugees was more inhuman than ever. I knew immediately that they had found a perfect excuse to hide everything we are not allowed to know and not only about the shameful way we are going around with our refugees.

Since 11th of September 2001, they have systematically injected us with fear.

We got seperated from the miracle we call God, Love or Universe. We forgot that we are more than this physical body. We forgot our Oneness. We started to hate each other.

We were ready to be brainwashed on even a much higher scale. They have been working on it for years and in just a few weeks, they took control over the entire world and closed the borders. They started another war…

They had already planted seeds in our heads and started to spread lies around a virus that should kill millions of people. They brainwashed us 24 hours a day. We started to believe it and without any protest, we accepted the rules.

My body is my responsibility. It is the temple of my soul. I have to embrace it with love and to feed it with nourishing food and positive thoughts. We have given it all away. We trust that doctors will repair our bodies and the government is saving us from disaster.

We gave away our freedom for the illusion of more security. We are so afraid to die that we do not know what it is to be fully alive. Life is just an everyday risk. Living, really being alive is surrender yourself to the flow without controlling anything. Not my will but Thy…

The pharmaceutic industry has killed millions of young people in Africa and India by trying out their medicines and vaccines. Now we dragged them all in the drama created by our greediness. Millions are locked up and will be dying from hunger. Still we are only worried about our own health.

We are so afraid of dying. Believe me; being born means automatically that we will die. How we color the time in between is up to us and nobody else. The coronavirus is not changing this.

What is different that we are being brainwashed by following the mainstream media day and night and believe that what they show us is real. I challenge you to search behind the surface and discover your own true. Of course, it can be shocking. However, when you know where you really have to be afraid of, there is nothing to be afraid of anymore. You start to feel compassion for all of those who are playing with us. You start to realize that they are victims too. We have given them their power…

We can choose to stay asleep or we can wake up in our infinite power. In this case, we feel connected with everyone and everything. There is no difference between you and me. We are all brothers and sisters.

The only reason we are here for a while is to get to know our true Nature and to polishing ourselves by experiencing life at the fullest.

The real crime is that what is behind all of this. The real crime is the new normal. The 1,5 meter distance, the masks, and all the lies we started to believe.

The real crime is that we lock ourselves, isolate our elders and separate our children. That we take away everything what is life giving and makes us real Human Beings. The real crime is that we started to sow hate instead of love.

Masuru Emoto from Japan discovered that even water is reacting on our thoughts of love of hate. When we send love into the world, we will never misuse the power of nature and everyone and everything will flower in abundance. When we send fear and hate into the world everything will die and we create shortage.

The real disaster is not that we die of corona but that we seem to have forgotten who we really are. That we do not accept that life is just a short moment between being born and dying. How we fill it in is up to us.

You cannot tell me that you are happy with this situation. You cannot tell me that you are proud to leave behind a world like this to the next generations.

The only thing we have to change is our way of thinking. If we take back our responsibility, we experience life as a miracle and we feel grateful for every moment. Living in fear is killing all life and poisoning everything we eat. Living with a loving and open heart means automatically we are living in abundance and care for our mother earth and her inhabitants. No longer we think in limitations. There is abundance for everyone. When we wake up we take back our power. It will be the end of our oppressing. It is the beginning of a new world, a new normal. Not a world with distance or lock downs but discover, to learn, to grow, to love, to touch, to create, to pray, to meditate, to dance, to laugh and to live LIFE at the fullest…

It is up to you. Are you choosing to be a coward or are you proud enough to take responsibility and to stay up in your full glory. The time is ready. By doing this, you are not only supporting your true Self but encouraging everyone else to do the same…

Om Shanti,

Link to inspiring video’s

No longer I remain silent – 2

No longer I remain silent – 2

We divided our world into good and evil. In ranks and positions. Healthy and sick. Refugee and migrant. In people who do not have the right to transcend their borders and the free man who can go wherever he wants. Until recently it was like that…

Every creation starts with a thought. Then there is a plan. A seed is planted in the head of humanity. Suddenly we are trapped in a cult we are going to regard as truth. It is uncanny how willingly we follow the rules imposed by the ‘government’. Apparently, no one wonders if this is justified, yes or no.

Although I have always been a stranger here, I feel privileged that I am born in the Netherlands. That I have the right to cross borders. The right to decide what is good for my body in times of illness and health. That I could say what I wanted without being punished for it. At least it was like this so far…

My body is my responsibility. I have never taken a recommended vaccination for all of my travels. I used homeopathic medicine or another type of alternative treatment and I went for surgery when there was no other option. I determine what I eat and whether I eat. I have lived without food long enough to know that I am not going to die from that either.

Love is the basis

Everything and everyone is connected. I cannot separate the refugees from what is happening now. Fear causes that we disempower ourselves and surrender voluntarily. Love connects. We do not have to do anything for it. We are Love. We just have to share it to amplify it. Babies and children we cuddle and love unconditionally during their first seven years of life, usually become people who become emotional strong. How should the world look like if we told children and adults that we love them and believe in them…

Each natural flu etc. makes us physically stronger. Also on an emotional and spiritual level. Diseases we flatten with drugs or vaccinations do not help us to strengthen our immune system and to shape our character, quite the contrary. Fighting diseases means an inside war. In advance, every fight is already lost. True healing begins with the question: what do you want to tell me…

We believe that life is manufacturable. That we can buy everything for money. However, Love is not for sale. It is a sign of health that you radiate life in every way. No longer, will you divide your life into good or bad. You are satisfied with that what is and can embrace live at the fullest. Believe me; I have seen more vitality in the refugee camps than at home in the Netherlands.

To enjoy nature, we do not need a lock-down. We should choose that voluntarily. Dying is even as natural as being born and we do it both at the right time. The fact you are born means there will be a time that your body will die. Without fear, there is no Love. I became friends with death. That is why I enjoy life so intensely.

When people see me, they usually notice my vitality and my sparkling eyes, also called mirrors of the soul. As we become more and more our true selves and embrace that what is, our inner light starts to radiate.

I dare to distinguish without judging. I am not the one who is blindly following the herd. If I had done this, I would not be here anymore. I do not blame anyone. Although I essentially own nothing but myself, I am not jealous on anyone.

I am not afraid to get the virus. I have lived through a lot that was far more serious. It made me stronger and healthier. If I get it I trust that I will give this body back to Mother Earth with as much joy as I currently inhabit it.

A true human being

We did not came to the earth to become 90, 100, or immortal. We are on earth to polish and transform ourselves in every way, so we can be a living example for others. A true Human does not let himself restrain by imaginary fears and is not trying to save his own skin.

I remember our time in South Africa in the Aids-clinic in Boksburg*. Little children and young people died like rats. I was not even thinking about protection. It felt as a privilege to sit next to them, touch them and to travel together. No one who is sick or old should be alone when he do not want to. There is no greater power in the world than Love. No greater healing power than the healing touch.

Universe did not create us to draw boundaries and derive privileges from status, education, or whatever. We cannot possess the world. Every link is equally important in the chain. Every living being deserves to be treated with love and respect, including Mother Earth who carries us…


It is crazy that we, without protest, let take away the most precious thing we own: freedom of action, freedom of expression. I do not mean berating each other or scolding on social media. I mean that we can listen respectfully, even if the other person has a different opinion. Let us being curious as children. Then we surf on the waves of the sea and remain eternal seekers.

It is amazing that we withhold each other the most essential thing in life: a loving touch. By isolating them, we deprive people of their basic safety. The fear it evokes literally takes their breath away and suffocates them…

It is crazy that we blindly believe what the media is portraying to us. That we are increasingly polarizing and negating each other. Especially in times like these, we have to support and to love each other. It is amazing that we take from our children and young people their playfulness and much-needed oxygen by forbidding them to play on the street. It is amazing that we are taken to the slaughterhouse with open eyes to vaccinate. To get an app in your phone to know whether or not you are infected, and if you still are allowed to fly. Is this really the world we like to leave behind for our children and grandchildren…

Believe me we still live in paradise. We have food, drink and a roof over our heads. Therefore, we can enjoy the trees, the flowers, the bees and the blue skies without worries. That does not apply to our refugees. They are hungry and are systematically stored in closed camps.
Locked in their huts, my friends in Kenya cannot collect food. Being together, their life elixir is taken away from them. They can only go twice a week on the street. With mask.

Through our greediness, we Westerners have exploited Mother Earth. It makes sense that we pay a price for that. It is unfair that we are dragging Africa with us, the continent that we have exploited to the full and from which we do not want the refugees. Millions of people in Africa, India and elsewhere will die if we do not lift the lockdown. The flow of refugees we create will be unstoppable. I find it poignant that Bill Gates will almost certainly test his vaccines in Africa or perhaps on the refugees*. See the movie ‘The constant Gardener’.

Let us wake up. Be critical. Do not believe the media stream. Know that everything and anyone who establishes a relationship with Corona and 5G will immediately disappear from social media and YouTube. However, there is enough to find in the undercurrent stream to investigate. Do not take anything for granted. Use your intuition and draw your conclusions. Is the corona craze true or is it just a cover and a license for those in power to continue playing what they can now play openly.


Consciousness grows behind the scenes. I do not fight. I do not curse. I do not close my eyes. I see that in everything is Love. Even where it was difficult to see. Although I do not adhere to any religion, I am pleased that the master Jesus was not a wimp and that love is not a cloth to hide the bleeding. He was not interested in the crowd. True change begins within the individual, as a flash of insight.

The path of Love is fair, sincere and confrontational. Love makes visible all that is hidden. Also and especially inside yourself. Love challenges you to clear everything that is between you and the truth. Love ensures that I nourish and maintain my body at a minimum, but well. Love prevents me from breaking down my immune system by taking in junk food that has nothing to do with food.

It is very important that we increase our vibration by singing, dancing, meditating and loving. That is a good boost for our immune system. Take extra vitamin C etc. Our body has to adapt to a completely different frequency…

We have given away our responsibility to doctors, pharmaceutical industry, the World Health Organization, multinationals and so on. It is high time to wake up and to stand for what we really are: Love in action, pure consciousness. Love encompasses everything and everyone. The murderer as well as the saint.

I choose to connect with All That Is. I choose to stand for who I essentially am. I choose not to give my strength away to powers that we maintain because they can build their empire only on foundations of division and fear. I choose not to remain silent any longer…

Om Shanti,

Here you find some interesting videos:
  • Dr. Judy Mikovits: Wake Up Call
    25 min – English

  • Dr. Rashid Buttar: about Corona

  • David Icke – speaks the true
    ROSE / ICKE II – apr 6 2020  [full size]

  • ROSE / ICKE III – may 3 2020

  • WHO and vaccinations

  • The real power – Ronald Bernard-part 2

  • Dr.Shiva-Immunity and Corona

  • Revealing Dream

  • Janet Ossebaard Covid19-4

  • Correlation 5G and Corona

  • White Bull ~ ‘The Trumpet Call’

No longer I remain silent – 2

No longer I remain silent

Love is not hiding anything. Love, real love makes crystal clear what is wrong in our inner world and in the world around us. Love is like a bright light that shines into the darkness…

Others gave their lives to save mine. I am alive by the grace of love. By the grace of my wonderful general practitioner, he opened the door for me to alternative healthcare. By the grace of my wonderful surgeon. By the grace of people like Marthe Bosscher. They declared her a witch and destroyed her practice. She was threatened with imprisonment because she saved the lives of many people who were given up by the established healthcare…

Above all, I live by the grace of my own inner wisdom. The rebel within who kept forcing me to walk my lonely path to discover my own truth. Who taught me no longer to blame others, but to look inside. My testimony of this I put down in my books. Because I refused to play the guru role, that aroused resistance within the established order. Nevertheless, my books were highly appreciated by people who stepped outside the herd…


Long live the right to self-determination of us Western people. We made ourselves depended from scientists who think they know it better than we do. Mothers, fathers, rebels and doctors who have questions are ridiculed or have to fear for their lives, like the latter group. Although many people, even on a very young age, are dying of cancer or worse, we dare not face the truth. Is it possible they intentionally kill our immune system, just to be able to bring us as meek sheep to the slaughterhouse to vaccinate us…?

I kept my mouth shut for the first half of my life. I had nothing to say and nothing to propose. After all, I did not had a degree and so I could not base my vision on anything. Nevertheless, I went through all of this. Now the time is right to share my knowledge…


Thank God, life has polished me and made me critical. I am vegetarian for decades, except in very rare cases. If necessary, I give my body time to heal and support this process with homeopathy or other natural ways of healing. I do not take acetaminophen. Not for the body and not for the soul. I dare to embrace everything that comes on my path. No Ionger I blame anything or anyone for my wellbeing. Not even myself. I stay in the midst of the turmoil. Now I dare to say I am almost immune to negative influences around me. However, I stay with both feet on the ground. With all respect, I am not a type to visualize problems away or send love around the world. If our heart is open, no longer we have to interfere with anything. Love automatically will follow its natural flow…

We do not know

Nobody knows so neither do I. I base my opinion on what I have discovered and experienced myself. This body that was not healthy at all, has grown big and strong, not because I did not have my basic injections. At that time, you could not avoid this.

Later, during my travels I disregarded all vaccination recommendations. I even crossed the border from Kenya to Tanzania with a fake yellow fever document because I did not want that poison in my body. While I spent years on the coast of Kenya, I did not take any malaria pills. The beach boys made medicine from their miracle tree for me, which they used themselves as kids. Like we used our cod liver oil in former days to get through the winter. All those years I lived there, I did not get malaria…

Weeks ago in Greece, I heard about the corona virus. Wow, now they really found something to hide the truth, I felt. The truth about refugees, about 5G, child pornography, animal industry, vaccinations, about… Fill in yourself…

Wake-up call

I am still positive. I think we act out of ignorance until life forces us to wake up. Who knows, maybe this is the right moment, maybe this is our wake-up call…

I have to say never before I had such beautiful encounters in my forest and in my village then since this outbreak. A village where I was outcast for years, because I seems not to be a normal tribe member…

Still my heart is connected with my friends in Kenya, who are locked up now and really have nothing to eat. With all what happens now in India. With my friends the refugees. Our love and support is their engine. They are an inseparable part of me and show a clear example of pure strength and heroism…


I had no desire to come back to the Netherlands, however this is the place I have to be right now. I am grateful that I am born in the West. I am grateful for all the amenities that are available to us. I am grateful that we are going to hand over some of these facilities. Because of this, we will become stronger and more independent. It is comparable to our immune system as long we give our body the opportunity to follow its natural intelligence. I am grateful that I took the freedom to step out of the established order without openly being punished.

I had my doubts if I should put all of this online. Not that I am afraid to be judged. I am used to that. I did not want to be thrown off the internet. However, if we want to create another visible reality, we need to stand up for our own truth. In doing so we encourage all people who feel the same, but still need a little push to come outside with it…

I love myself – that is why I love you too…

Do not believe hearsay. So neither of mine. Exclude news items. Discover everything with a childlike curiosity and feel what truth is to you. If this article makes your heart sing, forward it please…

Here you find some interesting videos:
  • Dr. Judy Mikovits: Wake Up Call
    25 min – English

  • Dr. Rashid Buttar: about Corona

  • David Icke – speaks the true
    ROSE / ICKE II – apr 6 2020  [full size]

  • ROSE / ICKE III – may 3 2020

  • WHO and vaccinations

  • The real power – Ronald Bernard-part 2

  • Dr.Shiva-Immunity and Corona 

  • Revealing Dream

  • Janet Ossebaard Covid-19

  • Correlation 5G and Corona

  • White Bull ~ ‘The Trumpet Call’

Dehumanzation of the refugee

Dehumanzation of the refugee

One day we wake up and we will understand that we cannot prevent water from flowing to the sea…


If we make their life as difficult as possible, they will stay away. That was and is the policy in the Greek detention camps. You stand in line for hours for food that you only eat because you have to fill your stomach or you choose to do that from your monthly contribution even though the Greek government gets around 6 Euro a day to feed you…

Spirit to survive

Here in Samos there is very little support. The result is an enormous spirit to survive. The refugees have to buy their own tents so they prefer mostly to built something better for almost the same amount of money and they cook their own food if possible. “Well, that’s not how it should be,” the mayor says. “It is not a holiday village here…”


Every asylum seeker needs a medical certificate. Your procedure will not start without having one. In the past, every refugee get an appointment for the hospital by the only doctor in the camp. That policy changed drastically with the arrival of the new government. The entire translation team got fired and people had to stand in line before their appointment. So they spend their nights in front of the hospital in the bitter cold, hoping to be among the lucky ones that day.

This too has been stopped. Now the newcomers get priority and the people who have been staying here for months or even years are no longer visible…


Previously you had to renew your registration card every month. Your name was on the board if it was your turn. No discussion.

Now this has to be done every 14 days. If you are delayed for 5 days, because the system cannot handle it, you are simply thrown out of the system…


At two o’clock in the morning, Toure stands in line with 95 others to renew his registration card. Toure is fortunate. He managed within twelve hours. Just before they are closing.

Bassirou and many others are less lucky. He did not make it and is back in line from 1 o’clock pm. He hides his frustration behind his eternal smile. My heart is crying and not only that. I’m furious. How inhuman can we be.


If you are 5 days overtime, even if it is not your fault, you will be thrown out of the asyl system. Then you have to look for a lawyer who has to make things right again. You have to pay for it of course. The lawyer gets ten days for appeal. Usually this is impossible.

If it fails, the boys go to prison in Mytelini on Samos island.

Here all – mainly single black men – from the different islands are brought together and get deported to Turkey. At the moment this are around 30 a day…


In Turkey they usually go straight to jail and if they escape, they can’t go anywhere. If you find a job illegally, they will be heavily underpaid. As an African you certainly do not get asylum in Turkey. And without a passport you cannot go back to your home country IF you would be able to.


After the demonstration on 24th of January, where the Samonees demand that the asylum seekers only should be registered on the island and being sent back or being brought to the mainland, shocking opinions about refugees appear under Samos24 on the internet…


He is called Melak. In Africa that means Angel but here it means that you are crazy. “How does that feel,” I ask. He looks at me with his eternal smile and shrugs. No longer it affects him…


And YES, it may be said that also the blacks are not all sweeties. Mostly they fight more sympathetically than the Arabs, but they are stealing also.

When Bassirou sees that an African is stealing in the KiloShop, he warns him: “Hey, Brother, I wouldn’t do that. You not only give yourself a bad name, but all Africans…”


It’s here just like everywhere else. Most residents know every mistake from the boys. They do not see that the majority, let me say 95 percent, behaves exemplary under circumstances in which the average European would destroy the whole environment or get mad.


A friend here who has seen something of the world tells me that those people are lazy and nasty. “They only come for the money, are not civilized and have little or no education…”

I am speechless. I invite her to meet our friends in our house. She refuses. Imagine she discoveres how they really are.
Unfortunately, the majority think like this and the rest wisely keep their mouth, out of fear being banished from the island…

Dark side

Of course I also understand the Greeks. This situation is not healthy. But let’s be honest. The Greeks are not only darlings and the asylum seekers are not all criminals. For many Greeks, the forced residence of refugees on the islands reveals their carefully concealed dark side, which they, like most of us, immediately project outside themselves. Our behavior is always the fault of others…


Let us send money to Africa so they can stay there, is the thought of many and also the policy of the European Union.

Sending money to Africa is not a solution. Policymakers might know this if they should have the courage to go there themselves and have the guts to live among people for a while. Then they would discover that government leaders usually nod yes and amen but put the money in their own pockets to enrich themselves, their family and their tribesmembers. And that’s not just because they are more corrupt than we are. Africans think and live completely differently. The family is central. Even if they come for economic reasons, it is not to enrich themselves, but to give their families in their home country the opportunity to build a better life and send their younger brothers and sisters to school.


Many do not come for economic reasons but because they have to flee their country for political or ethnic reasons. And in the end money is not the most important issue.
In 2020, people must be given the opportunity to spread their wings and broaden their horizons. Just as we Europeans are doing for decades with impunity. To become a real Human Being, all of us have to follow our soul desire…

To get to know yourself you must be able to compare. To appreciate your home situation, you must first experience how other tribes and countries are living. You can’t learn this by watching TV or through social media.

And let’s be honest. We have exploited Africa long enough. Long enough we wanted to play the leading role in this theater called creation. It is high time that others can take over…


Do not think that we can stop this emigration flow by erecting high walls or by building closed camps. It is just business. There are millions of people who enrich themselves with this. Not only the smugglers and the NGOs.

Apart from all of this, how on earth can we avert water from following its true nature and flow into the sea…


Traumas usually arise after they arrive here. You cannot compare these peoples with us Europeans. They usually do not have the conviction that it is our right to be happy. Life, death and adversity are matters they are confronted with every day and they usually process this in a natural way.


Once I joined in South Africa a group session. No therapist was involved. It was damn powerful. At the end of the evening everyone went home refreshed and renewed.

We Europeans and Americans have built an entire industry. We have raised normal live situations into problems so we can put everyone who deviates from what we think is normal into boxes and earn our money from it. After all the deviant, in the meantime almost the majority, need us to feel themselves ‘normal’ so they can safely return to the herd. The herd covers al that stands in the way of progress and transformation.


Inspite all the horrors those people have gone through, the moment they arrive on the islands, people feel grateful and happy. They achieved their goal and are convinced they are free. From now on it can only get better. From that moment, slowly and surely reality begins to penetrate. The prison in which they ended up here, no longer has open doors. Dreams are falling apart. Men in particular are not seen and welcomed. They feel unloved and and being failed in their role as protectors of the funerable: women and children. Every initiative to undertake something gets suppressed. Slowly but surely even the strongest are losing their spirit. They no longer sleep and fall prey to depression and terrible dreams.
The horrors they have experienced cannot be processed in a natural way and start to undermine them.

Women, children and families can go to the mainland. Single men are left behind. That they often had to leave a wife and children behind, which they miss immensely, is conveniently forgotten…


Do you really think that the black boys do not realize that they have fewer options than their Arab friends. They are not recognized and embraced and in advance they are seen as a problem. They are not even allowed inside many places.


In short, most people are not traumatized when they arrive. They become traumatized because they have to live in inhumane conditions. And if they knew there was a way out, they could even accept this too. But the blacks who are here for a long time, know in the meantime what is above their heads. They see it happen daily before their eyes…

To shape

How different the situation could be if we had the guts to step into unpaved paths. We would undoubtedly discover new possibilities. New enriching forms of living together…


The Greek demonstrators seemed unable to stop it. The construction of the closed camp at Samos is in full swing. What this will mean for the people and the island, I don’t know. Only God knows…


In the meantime, Turkey is sending their people to control the Greek refugee policy and Europe is washing their hands in innocence…

Om Shanti,

– 1th of February 2020


GREECE wants to build floating walls in the sea so the boats no longer have the possibility to reach the coast…

KURDS are stateless. Unlike the Palestinians, single men are generally not granted asylum. With the new government, Greece will deport them to Turkey. Europe when do you wake up…





The joy about the release from our friend Isaac from Nigeria out of prison is short-lived. His release was partly due to our help. Without lawyer they should have deported him straight without seeing back his lovely wife and son…

Still I see him arriving into camp Moria. He was a real optimist. Unbeatable…

We kept in touch by whatsapp. Regularly we visited our family in Athens. They got a hotel room in City Plaza, run by a German Ngo. We helped Isaac *Onyekachi in my book ‘One Love – One Tribe’, with his first job on an island. After that he always found something to support his family.

They did not have a residence permit yet. But the police never asked for papers.


This changed last summer, when the most inhumane legislation ever entered into force, drafted by the conservative Greek government as a reaction to the EU policy. Camps on the islands will become closed detention centers. Procedures gets accelerated. People are being deported on masse to unsafe situations. They don’t get lawyers. Appeal is no longer possible…


We were in Athens when all squats and hotels got cleared. People were raided during the night and put on the street without possessions. Or brought to camps in the middle of nowhere on the mainland.

A small Ngo took care of a number of families. Shortly after this Isaac was arrested by the police on the way home from his job and, like many others, thrown into prison…

The lawyer needed €600 to set him free. Again Isaac could apply for asylum. Immediatly they told him to leave Greece within 14 days. Charity and his son have no papers. He has no money for the trip. He does not know where to go and has no African passport. So he will be thrown into prison on arrival until this problem is settled…

According to the EU, Africans are mostly economical refugees. In fact, we only have Syrians and Eritreans on our list and currently people from Jemen and Gaza. The others can be safely send back…

The new arrivals receive an accelerated procedure. After being rejected immediately they go to prison. They get deported without being allowed to say goodbye to friends and family.


Similarly it happened to a friend of our Ugandan Ssentamu. Like Sentamu he had to run from  his country two years ago because he rebelled against the government.

He was leading a peaceful life and worked hard to meet his own needs. He got picked from the street after working hours. The lawyer puts the money, collected by his friends, in his pocket and could not do anything. After months of stress the guy gets deported. At the airport in Uganda he got arrested and disappeared into prison on charges of being a state enemy…

Blood money

And we European Community wash our hands in innocence. Turkey, Italy and Greece are burdened with the dirty work. We pay billions of blood money as long our night’s rest is not disturbed.

High time to wake up. No longer we can close our eyes and look away. History repeats itself. It is genocide that takes place on a large scale…


In advance men are already undesirable because in our ignorance we take the ‘truth’ of news and social media for granted without to investigate what really truth is…

Many Africans, also from the so-called ‘safe countries’, can not teturn to their homelands.  People who read my book ‘One Love – One Tribe’ can understand this somehow…

I would never have get so much insight into situations if I hadn’t started listening to people and sharing their stories. Stories that on request have turned into a book. Impressive and touching for people who read it but denied by those who choose to look away and prefer to proclaim the safe opinion of the masses than to investigate ourselves…


I meet Eric from Cameroon. If you want to know what’s going on there, read the story of *Ruselle from Cameroon in my book ‘One Love – One Tribe’.

Eric was 28 years when he had to flee. He left his wife and 3 children behind. His son was 2 months. He promised them that they would be safely together within one year. His son is now two…

Eric lives in the jungle in Samos. A place comparing to the notorious Moria camp on Lesvos is paradise. That tall strong guy who, in this cold, is walking on slippers and in shorts, because here, unlike Lesbos, there is hardly any primary help, is crying silent tears.

We are a day out with the four of us. We’re eating lunch. I wrap my arms around him.  What else can I do…


Do you have any idea how many of these beautiful guys had to leave their families behind, some already years ago. Not because they are heartless, somebody claimed on my lecture, but simply because they have no choice.

Have you ever thought about how they live every day with this pain knowing by now that they will probably never see their loved ones again…

And do you have any idea how many Erics there are among the refugees…


Or do we still prefer to believe that most men are criminals, rapists and terrorists…

It are those guys who risk their lives to free their country from dictatorship. The same species who fight for us in wars and return as wrecks because what they have seen cannot get a place…

The change will start in the upbringing. We all stay up immediately for children.  Believe me, children in camp Moria still play like children. Mud, sand and rubbish is a paradise for kids. Safer and more creative than all computer games and violent mess they see on telivision and smartphone.

Women are still seen as the weak sex who must be protected. But those guys have to do the dirty work for us. We deny their vulnerability. After all, they must be strong and tough…


So much talent is being lost because we are being flooded by the media with disaster news, which perhaps covers two percent of reality because we do not want to give up our safe harbor and our ideas and continue to cherish ourselves inside our safe ivory tower…

To divert attention, we worry about things like Santa Claus and black Piet, who was originally black. So were we are talking about. We adopt cats from Greece who are still living a real cat life. We do everything as long as we don’t have to worry about people who might bring us into contact with our hidden dark side…


Like here in Samos, where before the arrival of the refugees was no visible form of crime. Well I guarantee you that they still behave in an exemplary way, those refugees. If we lock up Westerners in this way, in notime they will kill each other…


We are back on Samos. Not because we didn’t like Lesbos. On the contrary, it is wonderful on Lesvos. There we could rent a house much cheaper and enjoy ourselves in many ways.

Well we are in Samos where we are supposed to be right now.

Not that we can change much about the situation. The only thing we can do is just to be present.

My posts about the light and dark sight are being red less and less. People find it too confronting…


Life IS confronting and intense. You can sprinkle all kinds of escapades on it, but that leads to a kind of survival that shows on the outside how good we are doing together while the inside slowly languish away…


I meet Atta from Ghana on the street. I am shocked by his desperation. Pull him off the sidewalk. I have to take care of him. Atta is half of a twin. His brother died at birth. He is now twenty. Four years ago his father was murdered in front of his elder brother Solomon. Solomon did not escape damage-free. He is missing three fingertips, his front teeth and has a shattered shoulder. Two years later Mother died of grief. The police locked up the murderer, a brother of their father. They advised the boys to flee. If uncle is released he will not rest until he has killed them…

* Ghana: Top 1 of the safe countries…


We take the boys into the mountains. They feel like an extension of my being. They are our first guests at the table of our new house, receive a shower and a Reiki treatment. Joyful we play games. But above all we support them in their being. We teach them to be proud of their origin, even though Solomon cannot read and write.

And furthermore it is very simple. Love is the medicine on which they grow and thrive…

And I have plenty of that. It always surprises me that I need my ‘own’ space in the Netherlands. In Africa and here this is of no importance…

When I take a picture of Atta I can’t imagine that this is the same guy I met three weeks ago…


We came to Samos in January. I was shocked. Even after all these years and all the places we have already visited. We decided to cancel our flight and rented a house in Pythagorio to accommodate our six-person rainbow family. Muslim,  Christian, Jehova, black and white were living peacefully together. Five of our family members are now on the mainland or have we seen back in Athens. One guy from Togo is still here. All are waiting…

We have been able to give them something that is more important than all money of the world. We love them, unconditional. They feel seen and loved…


And now we have been here again since two months. The first week we were arrested by the police after the camp was on fire, because I was talking with people who lived on the street at that time. That seems to be forbidden…

We lived in Agio Konstatinos for six weeks because we couldn’t rent a house here. We traveled by bus or let our boys come over and took them into the mountains.

Now that it is getting colder we have rent a very expensive house in Vaithy itself. We can cook for people and give them the feeling of warmth. And if the weather permits, we still take them into the mountains.  Unbelievably energetic and healing, also for ourselves…

On the run

Although I write about refugees because I think it touches the core of our humanity, ultimately I write about you and me. We are all on the run. We are all been wrapped in the illusion of social engineering and prosperity, by media and other giants. We confuse prosperity with well-being.

It is up to us whether we want to continue with business as usual as we do. I wonder if we really choose to leave behind to our children a world where we violate human rights and worship money as our new God…

Our world

Our research starts with the question what life on earth really is about. Do we have the guts to think independently and do we dare to investigate whether the world is really as bad as the media is showing us. To be honest I don’t like to believe it…

The world as we experience it is a projection of our thinking.  That which we see and experience is that which we are in our deepest essence.
I approach people the way I want to be treated myself. With confidence and respect. I am seldom or never mistaken. When it happens, it keeps me awake…

Stagnation is deathly. Movement brings renewal and that is real Life. As far as I’m concerned, let them come. We need them. The doctors, the nurses, the dentists, the bus drivers and especially the people with their optimistic and refreshing ideas.

I start to prepare the crib. My hands are empty, my heart is open. I wish you a transforming Christmas…

Om Shanti,

Samos – beauty and decay

Samos – beauty and decay

What happened to us people that we beat each other up on the street. That we treat people like animals who desparetely leave their homeland and force them to live in circumstances even unworthy to animals…


Not only we lost the road, we have lost ourselves. It is a tough time, also for the refugee. They are virtually outlawed now Greece has tightened up the rules so inhumanely.

After all the squads and hotels are cleared, our Isaac from Nigeria, father of Conrad, was picked from the street while coming from his job and thrown into prison. Like hundreds with him. They just want to deport around 20.000 people…


There was a heavy fight in Samos town the week we arrived. Then the camp went on fire. Hundreds of people lost their tent and lived in fear on the street. We were amongst the people. I touched, listened to their stories and spread them via Facebook. The police arrested us.  An Ngo accused us that we brought their policies in danger. I decided that listening and touching could not be punishable…


As always we are surrounded by beautiful people. Couples from the Arab world with sometimes a fierce history. But mainly by men. Usually blacks.  I decided to give training to men together with Giri. Thank God that I had an intens Africa training in Kenya! No matter how much I love those guys, making appointments is almost impossible…


We started in a huge mess.  After almost two weeks I dare to say: It starts to look like something. I learned a lot.  Especially patience.  And they learned also something they say…


Anthony from Ghana: ‘Mom, before I met you I was just thinking to end my life. But now I want to live. Even if they deport me, I know that it is God’s will and I am going to make something good out of it…’

Toure from Togo has been terribly abused. He was a shy animal when we met him. He is flowering and has a beautiful inner world. He is sweet and caring and sings like a nightingale…


We live outside of Samos town and travel by bus. And by doing this we meet the true heart of the real Greek. We bring them into contact with our friends.  Many appreciate that. They do not dare to show their sympathy openly  because they are afraid of punishment.

One day a week we take a number of these lads into the mountains.  We pay their travel expenses, their food etc. It is a party for all of us.

I feel at home among these beautiful guys.  We dance spontaneously in the restaurant of Katharina at the summit. We sing their traditional songs. And then after hours of climbing and descending we come home and suddenly they are in the badroom where there is no door and all three are praying in our little place as if it always has been that way.

Shining with gratitude, we put them on the bus. I realize that I have become a better person thanks to them…


I am confronting. Also in the course. We talk about vengeance, about homophilia, about traditions. About what is different and what connects us…

I feed them and let myself be fed. In the evening when we walk to the bus we chat with people. I embrace men and women and hug children.  Those who are ignored by the locals enjoy this. Faces break open and a radiant smile is our reward…


Although I sympathize with them, I don’t see anyone as a victim.  Wherever we are in life, no matter how bad it may be, and it cannot be much worse than here: You cannot always influence the outside world.  But your inner world is your own making.

I feel a deep respect for those boys who manage to live their lives in these bizarre circumstances and still set an example for the outside world.

To say it in all simplicity: we can use a bunch of them in Europe and in the Netherlands…

Om Shanti,





Although Europe thought the refugee problem was under control and closed their eyes for pain and suffering, the situation is currently getting out of hand.  A fire in Moria brought Lesbos in the news again. In the meantime, it became clear that the situation on Samos, where there is hardly any Ngo or support, more dire than anywhere else on the islands.  You hardly hear anything about Athens and the mainland.  For many who have less resilience than our friend Larabou they lose hope…

Brescia – Italy

We met him in July 2016 in Moria, this beauty from Egypt. It was love at first sight. He flew to Italy on a look-like passport and worked day and night in his brother’s shawarma tent in Turin. We visit him 4 times on route.

This time he is extra happy.  He got his status.  That means that after almost four years his family can come over soon.  This week he starts a new job where he will earn a reasonable salary.

We spend a wonderful day together in and around the water of the beautiful lake of Iseo and fly the next day to Athens.


Our start in Athens is not a flying one.  In the metro from airport to Omonia, Giri his wallet is stolen with driver’s license and debit card. To solve that, he has to go to the Netherlands…


Our apartment in Omonia is an oasis in the middle of all the noise.

Larabou from Togo is our first guest.  We met him last Christmas in the pouring rain for camp Moria and took him and two others home for diner. Like many Africans, he rebelled against the government. He was tortured and had to flee his country. Despite the fact that his heart is crying for his wife and children and he has to wait at least another year for his first interview, this optimist is a living example of how you shape your life under every circumstance. Now this  landowner has a job as a cleaner in a hotel. He is a Nelson Mandela for the black community in Athens and since today he rents his own apartment from his own money…


We cook for him, for Kondor, a member of our rainbow family from Samos and other friends.  Like many single men, Kondor lives in a house with eleven others. They get 90 Euro a month from which they have to do everything themselves. They hang around waiting or fleeing into Europe in the hope that it will be better elsewhere. Most of them disappear in iligality or are deported.

Rainbow family

We have our first friend overnight from Kos.  Our couple from Togo, now in an old military camp near Larisa, do not dare to travel the nearly 400 kilometers. This week Zura gave birth with a caesarean section of a son conceived in our rainbow house in Samos. If it had been a daughter they would have called her Yasmin.

Two of our other rainbow kids are now in Kos and Thessaloniki. They will come over for a few days next week…


The whole world comes together in Athens.  We meet many cultures on the street and in the shops. Being black is no longer a problem here…

We met Reza from Iran three years ago in Moria. Now he has his status. He is in love with a girl from Moldova and has become a Mormon.  He earns his own money with small jobs and art and takes us to a refugee project.

I am not yet used to the amount of Turkish refugees who are currently crossing the sea.  Really bizarre.


Hotel City Plaza in the Victoria district, where our Nigeria family lived for 2.5 years, has suddenly been cleared and locked.

It reminds us of the Old Hospital project in Ano Patisia where we brought the first Syrian families in 2016 when the camp in the port of Pireaus was evacuated.  The dirty building was quickly transformed into a Syrian community. After three months, everything was cleared and locked.

That is now happening in several places in Athens during violent night raids, we hear. The residents have to leave their belongings behind. They are taken to remote camps, scattered here and there over the mainland of Greece and slowly but surely they disappear into oblivion…


Our family from Nigeria would love to see us, but they fear that this is impossible.  They are temporarily housed in a village 1.5 hour drive from Athens.

Well the islands are one thing.  But once in Athens all control is lost…


Our extra clothing does not go to the refugees but to the Greeks who live here on the street…

It is always true art not to take action based on emotions but to stay centered in the boundless space of the heart…

Om Shanti

Picture by the lake
Dear members of the European Parliament

Dear members of the European Parliament

Today they are on the run, tomorrow we may be the one…

Years ago, the registration officer in Lesbos asked me to speak for the European Parliament.
I told him: ‘Listen, I am a peacemaker, not an activist.’ By writing on request my book: ‘One Love – One Tribe – Face behind the refugee’, I had to go through enormous depths. Now I do not have an excuse anymore, the time is ready to speak.

I lived for many years in Africa between the poor. Even if their lifestyle is different, they have something we lost: the power of trust in the unseen. Classifying them all as fortune hunters, we will only do if we never stood in their shoes.

Since four years, my partner and I spend lots of time between the refugees. We meet them, embrace them and let them know that they are welcome. Believe me: if we really take the time to look them into their eyes, we immediately start to realize that there is no difference between them and us. Never again, we will take the same decisions as we are taking now.

Because everybody is focusing on women and children, we focus particular on man. Those people we like to classify as terrorists, criminals and rapists. When they arrive, most of them are pure and innocent, no different from us. After treating them as we are doing, many of those beautiful souls get stuck somewhere in Europe and lose their hope.

A shame for Europe

The refuge-crisis is a shame for Europe. The Turkey deal, the way we push refugees back and let them drown before our eyes without even acting, is a shame for Europe, a shame for humanity. All the money we spend on Frontex, we can better spend to give our brothers and sisters a better life.

How can we speak about human rights and turn our back to all those suffering. How can we accept that thousands of those young beautiful souls are dying, while we mourn for years when it is one of our family members?

How can we sleep, while they are fighting for their lives? From behind our desks, we have already divided them in refugees and migrants and classified as real or unreal. How can we live with this?

The real slaves, the real losers are we, the privileged ones. We are not only closing our borders, we are even closing our hearts and by doing this we have degraded ourselves from human beings to human doings.

Our policy is as much divided as we are

Believe me, the refugee is not the problem, we are the problem. As long as we nourish the illusion that we are better than others, because of our religion, our position or our skin, we think we have the right to explore the world and to feed our boundless greediness, while we exclude others by building high walls and detention centers.

After 11th of September 2001, willingly or unwillingly, we have spread fear all over the planet. When we are fearful, we lose our power. We also lose our integrity and we are taking decisions we never should take.

I do not make a difference between migrants or refugees. All people who leave their homeland and take the risk to lose their lives, have a reason to come here.

Let us open our eyes and see how mother earth is reacting on our manipulation. Ultimately, we are destroying our selves. One day we will wake up realizing we cannot exclude anyone. We are One World – One family. We breathe the same air.

If we realize it or not, we are all moving in the same direction. Even if we think we are more privileged than others, we will all end up in the grave. Be honest, if we look back at the end of our lives, can we be proud on the way we have exploited our earth and its inhabitants, on the legacy we leave for our children and grandchildren? I do not believe this!

Life on earth is beautiful because of her differentiation. If we like it or not, the world has to mingle. When we are living our true nature, without fear and with an open heart, we will honor all life and never destroy anything or kill anybody. Then we unfold our full potential and do not take more then we really need. Then we know there is abundance for all of us.

I challenge you to read my book. It is a touching but beautiful book about beautiful people…

Before we send them back, let us go there and life with them for a while. Then we start to realize that no solutions invented by westerners behind their desks will work there, because they are not living and controlling their life the way we are doing.
If we like it or not we need each other. How more we like to control others, the more we will lose control and nature will take over. Deep inside of our heart, we know this…

I wish you and every living being on this beautiful planet, a long and an abundant life,

Yasmin Verschure
– The Netherlands


  • Our appointment for this week was cancelled because of renovation. Today I got permission to sent a box of 20 books and letters to Sophie in ‘t Veld and her secetary Sylvia Heerbaart. They will divide them…