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Even though many will not agree with me I suddenly realized that I am actually in a very luxurious position by not having a clear view of my professional future. The questions where will you go, work, live etc combined with the worried faces and the endless well intended solutions are a daily practice.
The reason why I am not really worried about the future is because I have confidence that it will all turn out for the best. Uncertainty is almost unbearable to humans. Animals are confident to find something to eat or a place to sleep. We can learn a lot from this attitude of trusting the Universe. As I mentioned before it s not easy, but very doable if you use courage, swear off fear and stay connected with your heart.

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Still when you do all this you may sway towards the mind, and this brought me this past week to the exercise of looking at our sister island of Aruba as a possible next step.

Just like many other opportunities I have scanned with my heart over the past days, I connected with this island before I arrived, on my arrival, while being there, and when leaving.
The first clearly noticeable sensation was that I could not feel Aruba’s pulse. Walking through the airport on my way to customs and reading the signs on the carpet: Sea, Sun and Sand, Aruba Happy Island. I felt very sad, almost on the verge of crying. I put words to this feeling and this is what came out: Aruba sold its soul !
Somebody must have thought this was the best for all, no refinery, no jobs, and no money. Was the focus mainly on tourism indeed best for all? I do not know, it’s not my call to say. I just know I can not feel the heartbeat of this island. I can work here for some time, but where would I tap into life’s energy when my battery runs low?

Can I tap here into a vibrant Life Energy?

Can I tap here into a vibrant Life Energy?

Arubans are very sweet people by nature. There is much of a child in them. Easily happy and quick to indulge in new trends, especially the culinary ones. Very difficult to find a traditional Pan Bati dish or Drigidek sweet. It would be like asking for something out of the dark ages.

Old and New Artistic Friends

Old and New Artistic Friends

Through the people, talking with them, having physical contact with them I could sense a faint heart beat which becomes stronger as I know them better and have more access to there spirit. But, the land, where is the heart beat of the land? Why is the indigenous Indian sitting so dissolute, looking over his dry cacti land, no water, no animals, no crops? Why is this Indian weeping?

Looking for a heartbeat

Looking for a heartbeat

Driving out of the hustling and buzzing but still lifeless city packed with tourists in an off-season, into the country towards Santa Cruz and San Nicolas, I could feel my lungs filling with more air, and my body coming alive. The heart beat of Aruba was loud and clear in the nature, in the reddish earth and in its people. Never say never, if Aruba was to be my destiny, it would need to be somewhere deep into the bush, in a garden filled with lovely purple orchids and surrounded by majestic cacti. Only than can I feel Aruba’s indigenous authentic heart beat.

Full Moon Cacti Aruba

Full Moon Cacti Aruba