The idea of the book, was not there originally. It was something that started to grow during the years after I lost her. At first they were simple phrases on paper, memories and lines, in order to deal with her passing. You could see it as a journal, as where I tried to write it away from me, to spend hours on a single sentence, just to confront the memories and write them down. It was my way of dealing with the pain, my way of talking about it. During the years however, these phrases began t...

A little girl from a small village.

Born into a poor Christian family.

Faith has always been the center point of my life. A few years ago I fully surrendered my life over to Christ, after being a muslim for eight years. At that point I began to grasp the concept of Christ's true love and forgiveness.

My childhood was a dark time. My parents did not raise me. Therefore there was always a feeling of loneliness. I started to have problems with my eye sight. Decades later I found out that I have...

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- The incredible story of a young veterinarian s life in Liberia

`The night has fallen when we land in Robertsfield International Airport, and as I step out the cabin door the warm humid air hits me unexpectedly in an exciting and sensuous yet strangely comforting way. All around me are foreign sounds and unfamiliar fragrances. I want to stay here, I think. Oh! To live here and always feel this soft warm air around me, on my skin, in my hair, against my eyes.

But for a Dutc...

'The texture of the dark folded around itself and Adelheidstraat number 191 stood to attention in it's avenue under the stars. Emma was alone in the house with all it's familiar sounds but for this one. Cocooned in blankets deliberately not listening to it, she heard the gentle sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, footsteps she recognised.'

Anna wonders why her mother is the way she is, so different from herself and her experience of life. She delves back into her mother's past to unravel...

Pari Alexander Schoorel was born in Indonesia. As a child he experienced incredible hardship in Japanese prison camps during WW2. When his family managed to move back to Holland after the war, he felt a calling and became a very well-known actor and later, in his thirties, a classical singer and composer. When he embarked on his inner journey, he became Osho’s sannyasin, which for him was “a matter of life and death.”

Pari explains:

From my very young years I’ve been searching for ...

When Roser Caminals was ten years old her family moved to a neighborhood of grid-patterned streets lined with trees and broad sidewalks; but it is the old city, with its potpourri of blind lottery peddlers, sailors from all over the world walking up from the harbor, fishmongers, tourists, door-to-door salesmen, and a variety shady characters thrown into the mix that finds its way into her fiction. The rich texture of the street life Roser Caminals witnessed during her formative years remains ...

What a journey it has been over the past 11 years! Way back in 2004 I just happened to attend a talk in The Hague about Crop Circles. Not knowing that this would be the beginning of a story in which I was confronted about my own past but also given the opportunity to receive help on how to enlighten myself and grow spiritually in this fast moving world. It's not been easy, but everything I learnt gave me insight on how to make changes in my life. A story where two people who are the main char...

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