Hans Jeths:
Just wanted to let you know that I’d love to borrow your ring for a week.
Hans Jeths:
For Visionaries and Sentinels
Hans Jeths:
Behind the Scenes of Annika’s Inner Journey
Hans Jeths:
Since I found my legs again, I more often leap into gaps in the night.
Hans Jeths:
- and we sang and prayed for a phone line in the treehouse.
Hans Jeths:
Realizing the Openness of Liminal Space
Hans Jeths:
Today the meditation house was closed
Hans Jeths:
A foot bath for Mrs. De Neef
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A summer destination with its own kitchen, a tailor-made elevator and always nice weather or thaw.
Hans Jeths:
- and since we went online more often, the neighbors invited us to tea more often.
Hans Jeths:
As soon as Mrs. Hoek lit up, everyone lit up.
Hans Jeths:
We found our way to grow in the hotel together.
Hans Jeths:
The waiter left. “I don't do it anymore, I want to dance!!”, he shouted. Once outside, he was short of arms and legs.
Hans Jeths:
- hide, cry, dance, play, wave - I'll be your king.
Hans Jeths:
To do some magic again
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Water Portal
Hans Jeths:
- we went to different schools.
Hans Jeths:
- praying inwards, saying hello.
Hans Jeths:
- it was just that Arne and Bouke kept talking under the trees because of their date.
Hans Jeths:
Whoever believes in heaven looked up, today we sing a song in front of closed gates.
Hans Jeths:
- as soon as the bell had rung and they were seated, they immediately exchanged positive self-images in yin and yang.
Hans Jeths:
That morning, a little later.
Hans Jeths:
- and invitations rest in the woods.
Hans Jeths:
Outside had stayed outside and while we waited for a good story, we stopped speaking and started looking.
Hans Jeths:
No doubt or fear, just stand still
Hans Jeths:
Brothers and sisters, follow the lines - this is a chance for action towards a joyful song.
Hans Jeths:
Then after dinner we would do mending work
Hans Jeths:
On the one hand I want to shout something into a pit, on the other hand I want to let it go softly.
Hans Jeths:
It’s the humming. At first you hear nothing. Then the humming swells. Slowly it fills the room with colors.
Hans Jeths:
Later, on the horizon, we will welcome the bees and the honey.
