13 October 2017
I am not a famous rock star. I do not have a lot of political power. I am just me. I do my best to treat others right. I try to be the best human I can possibly be. I am grateful for my life and the chances that I have received so far. There is nothing that I regret. My life was not always easy, I admit, but when I had to rely on support, there was always an invisible power at work to bring me what I needed most in that moment. Whenever I can, I also engage myself to make a difference in the lives of others.
Supporting others does not need to be complicated or overwhelming. The recipe for successful support can be very simple: be there at the right time and at the right moment. I believe that people sense it when you have a gentle and open heart. It is the key to make people trust you and bond with you. I feel that we are not alone in this world and that it is our task to help each other. My parents raised me with wonderful values and in my own way, I do my utmost best to give these values to everyone that crosses my path.
In my eyes, you will see the reflection of justice and gentleness. We have enough food and clothes to feed and dress everyone, we only must ensure that everything gets there where it is wanted most. I believe in justice and gentleness. Justice means to me that we have to use our personal power to allocate resources wisely and efficiently. With gentleness, I love to refer to the process of doing everything with a human approach. Every one of us remains human, in whatever circumstances we live, rich or poor, our heart continues to beat in the same way.
Every group of people that engages in the values of justice and gentleness with a human approach gets my full recognition. I am following the same journey in life. The time is right to change our thinking: we really can transform our lives by following a new way of supporting each other in this life. Every time when we act with efficiency, reliability and straightforwardness, we show how much we really care. Words do not mean a thing when we do not tie these to support actions. True support from the heart is reflected in our gentle actions. Let us move mountains together. With a human touch.
04 October 2017
I love living and working in London. This city has a special vibe in the air. This morning I took some time out and I was drinking a cup of tea. I watched the people in the street. They were so busy, all running and rushing. The buses were loud. The taxi drivers had no patience. The men and women in the street were all going somewhere. I wondered what they were thinking. Most of them looked so serious. They were well dressed, like true gentlemen and true ladies. The only person that was slowing down, was an old man in the street.
He was not dressed up and seemed rather poor. It was strange to see these two opposites. For some reason, it caught my eye. The old man went to a bench. His dog kept him company. The dog was still young and very playful. The old man caressed him. He was very loving. It seemed that he was begging for money. The people that saw him, did not really care. They were afraid. The old man was different. He had no watch. The time stood still. He had no busy agenda. No agenda at all.
I decided to go outside and to have a word with him. I asked him if it was fine that I took a seat next to him. He said nothing but I figured out that that was his way of agreeing. He accepted my presence. Suddenly we were in a deep conversation. He told me how he loved London so much. A wonderful city, so many people and so many things to do. He was always in a rush like everyone in London is and worked very hard until he lost his wife. He went into a depression and got fired.
I felt bad for him. The old man changed the way I look at things. He said that he had learned to slow down and that that is the best way to see the beauty in life. In that precious moment, I made the commitment to support people in need. I remembered that charity organisation that comes at your door to collect unwanted clothes and shoes. I will give them a call this afternoon. I will probably continue to run and rush but I want to make a difference. It only takes 5 minutes of my time to give something back to these people. They are so worth it.
If you could read my heart as an open book, you would understand my happiness. Look at me. I have a permanent smile on my face. The reason is simple: I just realized a dream. My daughter supported me. She is so much better in using modern communication tools. She suggested that I would create an account on Facebook. Together we did that. She explained to me how I can follow people and companies that are interesting to me. I have many interests and I love to expand my world.
Unfortunately, I have difficulties walking. At my age, I am 88, that is no surprise. I have accepted it. I would prefer to be more outside. I enjoy watching the birds, plants and trees. Nature is wonderful. Since this year, I spend a lot of time inside. I cannot always call my daughter to join me for a walk. To keep me occupied, I decided to focus more on being connected to the world via social media as Facebook. It feels good to look at the world from my own couch.
When I was younger, I was a volunteer for charity organisations. With my friends, we travelled to Romania to people in poorer regions to bring the goods that they really needed. The people were so thankful. You should have seen how their eyes were shining. They did not stop smiling. I remember it as if it was yesterday. As I was discussing with my daughter about the meaning of life, she asked me an important question. She wondered what makes me happy at my age. I listened to my heart to find answers. Then I thought about my past experiences as a volunteer for charity organisations.
I told her that I truly adored working for charity organisations and that I felt sad that I could not do that anymore. My daughter smiled. She said: “Why do you think that you cannot do that anymore?” I replied: “Look at me, I am old and I can hardly move”. She said: “Father, you still can do magic in other people’s lives by donating clothes to a charity organisation. You have many clothes that you do not wear anymore.” My daughter was right. I still can make a change at my age. I did what I could, to help others. Sharing is caring. The gentleman in me is content.