Welcome from me, Aernout Fabius, and remember that my opinion are my own and not intended to cause offence.
Requiescat in Pacem
Mrs Aurélie Louise Pahud de Mortanges, née barones van Nagel
6 July 1925 to 28 March 2019
We are expected to go placidly among the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence! How can we begin to touch the centre of our life-long friendship?
The Tower of Babel (Hebrew: מִגְדַּל בָּבֶל, Migdal Bavel) as told in Genesis 11:1–9 is an origin myth meant to explain why the world's peoples speak different languages and cling to their cultural safe - zones. ..
You understood when I was too young to grasp the nettle.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
So many memories to keep and treasure. The multitude of little incidents when shared laughter and sadness drew us closer and closer, without losing our sense of identity, individuality and our ability to touch wisdom when others are unable to see or belief in the probability of moving forward to a new level of consciousness.
You understood when I was too busy to grasp the nettle.
Requiescat in pace , cara amica mia.
The secret of living is born afresh in every child, whether they are born in a sophisticated hospital or a slum dwelling without professional medics at their disposal. Do we understand the strength and balance of mother nature? Perhaps.... but we cannot predict the moment when the light of consciousness touched our heart and brought us a step closer to the meaning of our existence.
You understood when I was too stubborn to grasp the nettle, listen and learn.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
How can we channel the sense of loss when we hear you took your turn for quiet, taking your time to reflect all you have experienced. Your task is complete and you have time for a new dialogue, where time is suspended and you no longer need to worry about tomorrow, next week, et cetera...
You understood when I was not mature enough to grasp the nettle. I am still listening and learning.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
How can we begin to understand the true value of our treasured moments of companionship. Where do we store all the treasured moments we shared. They are now locked in our heart and our mindset, where we continue to buffer and protect ourselves from the brutality of today's news and...
You knew and now it is our turn to rely on your intercession before the almighty Father Creator of life and the great mystery of love and light.
Requiescat in Pacem
Mrs Aurélie Louise Pahud de Mortanges, née barones van Nagel
6 July 1925 to 28 March 2019
We are expected to go placidly among the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence! How can we begin to touch the centre of our life-long friendship?
The Tower of Babel (Hebrew: מִגְדַּל בָּבֶל, Migdal Bavel) as told in Genesis 11:1–9 is an origin myth meant to explain why the world's peoples speak different languages and cling to their cultural safe - zones. ..
You understood when I was too young to grasp the nettle.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
So many memories to keep and treasure. The multitude of little incidents when shared laughter and sadness drew us closer and closer, without losing our sense of identity, individuality and our ability to touch wisdom when others are unable to see or belief in the probability of moving forward to a new level of consciousness.
You understood when I was too busy to grasp the nettle.
Requiescat in pace , cara amica mia.
The secret of living is born afresh in every child, whether they are born in a sophisticated hospital or a slum dwelling without professional medics at their disposal. Do we understand the strength and balance of mother nature? Perhaps.... but we cannot predict the moment when the light of consciousness touched our heart and brought us a step closer to the meaning of our existence.
You understood when I was too stubborn to grasp the nettle, listen and learn.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
How can we channel the sense of loss when we hear you took your turn for quiet, taking your time to reflect all you have experienced. Your task is complete and you have time for a new dialogue, where time is suspended and you no longer need to worry about tomorrow, next week, et cetera...
You understood when I was not mature enough to grasp the nettle. I am still listening and learning.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
How can we begin to understand the true value of our treasured moments of companionship. Where do we store all the treasured moments we shared. They are now locked in our heart and our mindset, where we continue to buffer and protect ourselves from the brutality of today's news and...
You knew and now it is our turn to rely on your intercession before the almighty Father Creator of life and the great mystery of love and light.
Requiescat in pace, cara amica mia.
