Dear D,

This time I want to entertain you without rattle and hum, about my findings concerning finesse, subtility and futility. Wonderful and sublime adjectives to give a manoeuvre sense. Now I have started to navigate the second part of my life, supposing a hundred springtimes will be in my resume. I am looking at the first part in the recently found box of pictures which radiates an attraction to me, as were it magic spell cast. Images explain a lot while observed with a different mindset as when taken or made, which causes me to time-travel in my life parade.

Recalling the emotions running through me, which were an effect of the temperature, smell, accent or language, mind sett and culture surrounding me. Reminding the feelings my mother and father inspired, but above all, the way my senses picked and pricked up by and before happenings. That highly developed innate radar I have deliberately ignored the vast majority of my existence.

Mainly reasoning as a mother, which I became to make my own family…alas one has to know family to be one. My best example was the Corleone family, so there is clue number one. The second model was the traditional Dutch family, so there you go. Nothing next to near my reality. The first because of their loyalty and their reality about law and society and the second, because no dutch mom of her station would have married beneath nor left without a word.

So back to the fact of reasoning as a mom, or rather assuming the role of eloquent parent. I remember taking coherent decisions for each one of them being in alignment with my convictions but preying mercilessly on the inner self-energy source I can say at present. Present is where finally I have chosen my path, giving space and attention to my essence. Which brings me to the reason for this post serving as a translation and transition for what comes next.

Any action is followed by a reaction, with an impact depending on the root of comprehension of the prior. I would like to elaborate on the genesis of action. Without losing myself on a bender about hens, eggs and other tail hunting. Actions are a response to emotional or rational drive, which both can be constructive through character building, age and generosity. Nothing new there right?..but a formula so difficult to retrieve as the hex to summon Hecate.

The action I am going to take and submit to is because I wish to elaborate my riddles, bendings and references. A formula needs a cauldron, usually cast from iron, nowadays they are made with social media. So are tools to stir, which can be added opinions or outright knowledge. Therefore, as life is quick like a blur, gone by when we notice the fear of imagined and invisible has dominated us, I jump onto this planet of adventure.
We are from another planet after all…us Dutch.

May with finesse hunt u will achieve subtle enlightenment and leave futilities behind,

Irena Phaedra