I've shared this post 'de berg', which means the mountain, yesterday night. If you want to read it, 'the berg' will lead you to it.
It was 2 AM and I was half asleep, but couldn't put the post to rest. I had to finish it but when was it finished? At what point was I satisfied?
I then decided to just share it and go to bed.
But I actually took the story to bed with me and I felt that something was missing. Maybe it wasn't quite finished or maybe, sharing it the way I did, left too much space for interpretation.
I then decided to just share it and go to bed.
But I actually took the story to bed with me and I felt that something was missing. Maybe it wasn't quite finished or maybe, sharing it the way I did, left too much space for interpretation.
So here is some insight on what inspired me to write this somewhat vague poetry-like post.
Sometimes -I am studying to become a primary school teacher- at school the children seem to be in a state of complete chaos, restless like the waves of the sea when a storm blows in. I then often find myself plunging right into this restless sea.
My mentor recently gave me a card with this image and she said: Try to be on top of that mountain and not in the sea. Try to stand above the chaos.
That was my first inspiration to write this piece.
My mentor recently gave me a card with this image and she said: Try to be on top of that mountain and not in the sea. Try to stand above the chaos.
That was my first inspiration to write this piece.
Somewhere along "the way", referring to the process of writing, I realized that there is often chaos around us and that it's often so that the chaos of the world and the chaos of the people around us, slips into our world. For example, some children in my class might not feel restless at first but get affected by the unrest of other children and get sucked into their state of unrest until it becomes their own.
When there are waves of chaos around us, we often jump or fall right into those waves. But can you then be of any help to yourself or the people around you? Can you see the bigger picture when you’re standing in the middle of it?
What a difference would it be, to get out of the sea and stand on that mountain, where we can actually put things into perspective and keep our own peace.
I do believe we can all learn to stand on mountains, instead of throwing ourselves into the sea and losing ourselves to the waves.
I do believe we can all learn to stand on mountains, instead of throwing ourselves into the sea and losing ourselves to the waves.
It might even make the world a better place...

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