Last Monday I was again in the right place at the right time.. I feel really blessed and grateful when that happens. I went with Victor to an "open day" for children older than 4 - at an inside climbing wall hall here in The Hague. He loved it at the beginning and wanted to have a climb but when the lesson actually started he did not want to know anything about it and did not want to wear the "under ware" that would hold him in the air. Thinking he would be inspired by other children I went with him to look at the lesson without taking part - and this was in another place than where we left our bag and stuff. Probably also because of the noise (much echo in such places) and also because of some vibes only he could feel, V really started crying that he "wants back to the place where our stuff is" and after 2 minutes I listened and we went back (2 floors down on a spiral staircase). There it was, a baby carriage, closed with a blanket and from inside I could faintly hear an almost silent cry of a baby. I looked around, there was no parent in sight. I took the blanket away and wondered what to do, I started shouting and asking whose baby this was.. No answer, nobody knew. I could almost not believe it but I supposed that her parent, it was an 7-8 months old, was at the toilet.. The girl had a very big jacket around her and was sweating, had a very red face and was almost not breathing any more, she was making very faint sounds and could not move because she was buckled up.. After a few seconds of wondering if I will not get an angry parent screaming at me to leave their child alone (and thinking I would never ever ever leave my baby alone like that - anybody could just walk away with the baby, the door was wide open and close enough… ), I just took her out (it took me almost a minute with all the buckles and she was almost fainting.. In the mean time I asked a guy who worked there to go at the lesson (2 floors further) and ask if the parents were there.. He came back to say that indeed the mother was there, with two other children and she was in the middle of a climb with one of them, so actually she could not come and tend to the baby.. I held her for more than fifteen minutes and she gradually found her breath again.. That little body and she was almost gone.. I was almost crying myself! When the mother came she said that a babysitter was supposed to come along but bailed without announcing - and it was not the first time.. "You need a new baby sitter", I said. And I wanted to say, I would've never let my child alone like this. I said "she could've died!" She said "thank you for your help". I could see that she loved her babies to pieces. I just would've made another choice than her. I am so happy I was there to help this baby. And she was so so beautiful. #rightplacerighttime
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Fun Sunday no 1! Open Art Studios @ Haagse Hout, The Hague (Kunstpost Haagse Hout) - video21/10/2014
Have you been waiting to see my work in person? Or did you spot me while painting live at the Dream Concerts and you'd love to see more? Now it's the time :-) Last friday I went to Alphen aan de Rijn with 32 works and spent the whole day hanging them and arranging them. Tomorrow I will also be there to set up everything straight and equally high, make some small changes. And next Sunday, September 7th, it's the Grand Opening. I am preparing lots of surprises for my guests so if you are in the neighborhood and are free for the day, please come! It starts at around 17:00 but you can arrive even earlier - the whole day is an Open Day for the center in Umai. (information in Dutch, also see this page about the exhibition, also in Dutch). As a bonus I will, of course, bring (raw) Shine Treats with me for everyone to enjoy. Umai is a Center for Therapie, Positivity and Awareness and it;s a great match for my art. While I am super happy with my exhibition in Alphen aan de Rijn, I know my work has big fans everywhere in the world - so I am thinking about how to make this exhibition and opening also available online. I'll keep you posted. For now, please enjoy some of the pictures: I'd love to see you there!
It's been a long wonderful summer for me and V. For Shining Mama it has been an important and really exciting summer - as we passed through a new, official, yummy gate and things are ever scrumptiously expanding! :-) And the weather! In The Netherlands (where me and V live, as you may know) summer started this year in April - as me wearing sandals :-) The only two bad weather weeks were in August - exactly when we went to Romania for holidays - when it rained and rained (good, my garden loved it! :-) ). And because in April we moved to The Hague, near the beach, days with sun and sea were - and are - gorgeous. Hmm, now I talk about the weather - I am obviously very integrated.. :-) In the Netherlands the weather is a subject of national importance - so here I am, addressing it in a whole blog post :-) I must give it to Global Warming. I hope the Dutch summers will look more like this one. Three years ago I could only count a grand total of 6 days of summer. And yes, In Romania (Bucharest) it was really warm and summer-y. above 30 C everyday with a few days of above 40C.. With lots of walks in the park in the hot afternoons I appreciated the sunshine and the trees but also the air conditioning in our hotel room in the evening :-) My plans to write lots of blogs and keep you guys posted subdued to the reality of gorgeous days spent playing and doing things away from the computer, in the garden, at the beach. V even told me that beginning with this summer I am aloud to swim! (he had a water trauma and he used to start screaming if he saw me attempting to go into any kind of water). So I've had a few swims. And with the making of art, of Shine Snacks and the adventure of unpacking in April and May, the writing of my business plan (in Dutch!) and lots of wonderful books to read, sitting at the computer has been postponed and postponed :-) Until now, that is.
I grew up in a communist country. Before I even could understand what envy is, I knew it was bad. I heard all those stories from my grandparents, with the good girl and the bad girl, the good farmer and the good farmer - and the good ones were never envious. Growing up I was still feeling envy sometimes. Maybe no envy in a strict sense of the word but longing for things that I did not have and I saw other children using. Like, all kinds of food, for example. My parents were no members of the one and only political party, the communist one. My family was not communist in a sea of communist families . For a long time I did not even know what to make of that - or why it was important - but at school I was painfully made aware of it almost everyday by the children and teachers. I perfectly remember the first time I really wanted the Earth to open and eat me, right there and then. I was volunteering before the school would start and I was 10, feeling very important. In just a week I would start having different teachers for every subject in place of one for everything.. In other words I was a grown up. One of my to-be teachers scared me to death: The Chinese. He looked a bit Chinese, hence the name. Teaching mathematics, older children told me he'd be very "mean" and "serious", he would always give very bad grades and throw with the chalk if anyone dared to move in class.. I would later find out that, of these, none but the last one was true - and his aim was scary good.. As faith wanted, at that moment in time I found myself in his volunteering team and he asked me to calligraph a certain poster for the teachers. Of course, I said, with my knees trembling - and I proceeded to ask for a sheet of paper. As you may know, I am originally Romanian. In Romanian, a sheet of paper is called "coala" or "foaie" and while I could not decide on the spot for which one to ask, my terribly nervous brain made a combination between the two and I said: I'd like to have a paper "coa-ie". “Life really begins when you have discovered that you can do anything you want.”
You know, not everybody is searching deep for their purpose.. We’ve learned a lot of things along the way: some things are still helpful, some are less helpful and some are down right harmful to the people we are right now. Most of the things we “learned” became patterns along which we act and/or react and, to be again completely honest, most of us are scared (to death!) to look at our patterns of behavior.
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