Roelof Timmerman's Blog (9)

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Suppose that the little and the big fears

there are in our life, are the doorsteps. The doorsteps of the doors leading to

consciousness. The ancient Gods couldn’t find a better place to hide the utmost

secrets of life than the place where no one is…

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Enlightened by kicking asses … Is he getting crazy? How can you ever become ….?

Please before you judge me on the above title, let me explain a bit. I didn’t finish this sentence yet and it will become clear why. First of all … violence in any which way doesn’t feel good for me, unless an COPD patient…

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What would you do when a nine year old boy started talking to you: "Hey listen, stranger ... you know what I have seen the other day ... I was lying in my bed, a bit scared of the darkness, 'cause there's shadows moving around ... but I fell asleep ... and in the middle of the night I feel like being taken out of my body through a tunnel of light, ending in an open space with two huge doors, doors made out of light". The boy sits a bit uncomfortable; it's the first time to tell the story to a… Continue

Long time ago I went to India for the first time, at least the first time in this life. It was my very first trip outside Europe, alone and with a backpack, and was working with yoga, meditation and healing already for many years. I was en route to enlightment and ready to find it there ... not aware yet that the only place where you can find it is inside. Continue

Long time ago, it looks like ages now, I walked in the woods. Usually when the moon is (almost) full I like to get lost and enjoy the sound and silence of the night. This night the same ... I crossed an open space and in the middle ... my heart stood still ... the fear I felt made me running ... like no fear I've ever felt before. After running a hundred yards I stopped and did something strange ... I turned around. Continue

In the middle of the night, seeing just the light of candles around me I thinks of the things there are ... what's really there at this moment, and I can feel I'm not alone ... no, for sure the people on iPeace that logged in are still awake, but also have the awareness of not being alone in this room ... how comes? Is it because of a little clear vision I have, since as long as I can remember... or is it the feeling that is there all the time, but is mostly hidden among the rumour of the… Continue

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