All posts by lifeismyuniversity

My name is Lia. I am married and we have 3 daughters and 2 dogs. I was born in 1956 in Tanzania and when I was nine years old I moved with my family to the Netherlands where I have lived most of my life. From 2000-2004 we have lived in Italy. It wasn’t until 2016 that I went back to Tanzania to visit the places where I have been before (a lot of the photographs we took, will be used in my blog). Although I have never been excluded I did feel lost in this world and never really knew what I wanted. Finally I start to get a glimpse of whom I truly am at the age of 60 : ) years young. So if I would describe myself now I would say that I am open-minded, optimistic and humoristic (don’t take life to serious is my motto). I always like to tell my view on different topics that sometimes irritates my near and dear family (though, they still love me for who I am). So I think they are quite happy that I can express my self through a blog so they don’t have to listen to all my stories ; ). In 2010 I started to read other blogs that gave me a different view of life and influenced my way of thinking. They also inspired me to start my own blog and finally I am ready to take the step to have my own blog. Life is my University is true. Life made me into ME. I want to share what stirs inside of me, what makes me laugh, what makes me cry. Besides that I want to talk about what is happening in the world around us. Although I am Dutch, I decided to write in English. When you see some strange sentences, you will know it is my Dutch background. Don’t hesitate to correct me when I am wrong. Everybody I pass on this journey will have influence on my path! I hope to meet you!

Awaiting

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There is something hanging in the air
When I want to catch it, it is no longer there
It tastes soft and sweet
Like a very special treat
I see it with my eyes closed
I still smell it with my nose

There is something hanging in the air
I can feel it, it can be anywhere
I try to keep it in my little red purse
Because I want it to rehearse
It “sounds” like something new
Different but true

There is something hanging in the air
For everyone, everywhere
It feels very supportive
Dormant,  important
A whole new performance
Overwhelming, enormous

(Sorry, sometimes when I publish a poem
something goes totally wrong:)))

Dogs

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There are many pets
Like mice and rats
Rabbits and frogs
Cats and dogs:

They sneak
They freak
They walk
And stalk
They bitch
When they itch
I can also tell
They smell
They are lazy
And crazy

But:
They sit at the door
On the cold floor
To wait
When you are late
Give you a paw
When the Heart is sore
They keep me sane
When I am in pain
They always share enough
PURE LOVE

Our tools

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Fingers can:
Touch and crush
Join and point
Make and take

Hands that:
Stroke and broke
Lead and beat
Take Care and/
Create war fare

Arms that embrace
Or those that disgrace
They are our tools
Don’t use them as fools
They can be cruel, and rule
Please use them as your “jewels’

Emotional Pain

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Pointing fingers does not heal
The way that you feel
For a problem to dissolve
You need to get involved

We always want to arrange
The other one to change
We try to postpone
The moment to feel alone

No matter who did … it
You are feeling the sh.t
You are on an emotional train
Facing your shame and pain

Write, paint, dance talk
Or do any kind of sports
Dont disguise
Your shadow side

Befriending the inner enemy
Will change your destiny
It is your greatest gift
Yourself and others to forgive

Our Psyche

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In the world of Psychiatry
We learn a lot about anxiety
Meddling with our Psyche
With a lot of “might”

In the old days we had operations
Now we live in The Age of Medications
It has a reputation
For our mental salvation

Can we talk about a revolution
In our evolution?
In the near future we might look back
Knowing we totally went off track

There are many studies about our Brain
But up till now the Mystery remains
Maybe our Psyche is misunderstood
And  it is time for a different outlook