I am a river, I have a river, and I’m surfing on it.
My river is called: life energy.
It goes exactly where it can go.
In between the dykes that I’ve built to shut certain places off,
And it meanders where it get’s all the space to dance freely.
Where it meanders, my river is playful, beautiful.
Creating unseen corners of mini ecosystems,
places where that one exact bird can survive the winter.
And those poor dykes, they have to resist crazy big forces.
Imagine this river, raging and roaring,
Hitting the same wall of grass and stone over and over.
Bam… Bamm…… Roar….
This is where I find my choice:
Do I keep that dyke strong?
Or do I let my river break through, and explore the land behind it?
Dutch. Energy. Work.
Water is our element.
We embrace it.
This is where I find my roots.