Once upon a time, many many miles away from here, in the North West of England, nestled somewhere between Manchester and Liverpool and not so far from the historical city of Chester, lies the town of Warrington. Once famous for its wire production and now well known for its mighty rugby team, who at oneContinue reading “A Story of Christmas Past.”
Woestijn means desert in the Dutch language. It was in the Moroccan Desert, Mhamis Ghizlaine where I found peace in my heart and in my soul. I am a bit of an aging Boho-hippi chick, who gets anxiety over riding a bike, making a mistake at work, a nasty remark about my way of doing stuff, yet I would walk through a forest alone at midnight. Ride the night bus alone across Morocco, stand up to people trying to rip me off. Challenge my ex Narcissist, violent, scamming partner. I am an empath, I love too hard and forgive too easy, but I never forget. Trauma, PTSD, BPD and 49% Viking DNA.
My Woestijn~EverShiftingSands 