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I am

I am me, and that’s all that I have got

Some people say I am arrogant. Some say I am cold. Some say I am too selfish, and some say I am not. Some say I am beautifulbut some say, no, you’re not. But me myself and I,is all that I have got… De Gans

whistle

Whistle in the Wind

Sometimes I wonder what I might hear. The wind in my hair, a drop falling down my cheek like a fresh cried tear. It’s just not real, not clear. But in the meantime, it really appears. It’s there, like a whisper in my ear. Just like a teardrop from a cloud which will appear like a whistle in the windand a whisper in my ear… De Gans

Moonrise

Again a moonrise

Moonrise … Feeling of eternity … Feeling of trust … In the universe … In the road that guides you in the darkness of your life. Trust that supports you in difficult times … And that makes the enlightened roads shine with the diamonds of your footsteps … De Gans Mooi Leven, by De Gans has a page on Facebook, I would be delighted to meet you there. “The Goose” also

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Blue moon and the story she told me…

Blue moon… Watching over us, protecting us… Showing us, distances can always  be overseen with the energy of light.. De Gans   All pictures in this log are ©byDeGans. For more information regarding my pictures please read the disclaimer of this website.   Mooi Leven, by De Gans has a page on Facebook, I would be delighted to meet you there. “The Goose” also loves to gaggle on Instagram and, every now and then I will

Inspired by Gulara Vincent: healing yourself

Inspired by Gulara Vincent: healing yourself

Avoiding your own inner healing Last Monday, I read a beautiful article of Gulara Vincent. She came up with 4 common reasons why we people avoid our own inner healing. The article is spot on for me personally. And I think for many of you too, so I decided to share it with my own Goosy experiences and my personal interpretation. Looking at yourself Are you looking at yourself sometimes?

A kiss from heaven

Standing outside, my cheek in the sun, softly kissed by the wind. Who’s singing softly in my ear Whispering the words ‘I love you’ I feel loved by the ones Who left us behind Who died recently, Or longer ago… Just loved, Words were sung in my brain, caressing my face, softly whispering in my hair. As a kiss from heaven… Forever in my life. De Gans Mooi Leven, by

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