Viterbo, March 1st 2026
Dear Friend,
when I was a child, I had one drawer in my room, that was dedicated to my treasures.
I only had things in there, that meant something special to me, either because of their beauty, which has always been one of my main drivers in life, or/and because they made me feel a certain way. In hindsight, the feeling they all brought up for me, was that of my future freedom.
I felt trapped as a child and up until I was 22. A prisoner of a whole reality I didn’t like. I didn’t like where I lived, nor who I lived with. The family home felt like a cage, I had this endlessly recurring dream at night, that I was escaping through the window… which was rather scary, as the apartment was on the fourth floor!
I didn’t like being a child, I struggled with that total lack of freedom, with depending on someone else’s will and permission all the time, it made me so frustrated and angry. The only thing I wanted, was to become an adult, so I could do what I want.
All the treasures I kept in my drawer were things that belonged to my future, adult life. I had printed serviettes, porcelain cups, a few candle holders, for when I would invite people to my own place. I had a key ring with a golden sun for my future house key, and a small leather folder for the documents that you keep in the car. Whenever I could get hold of a magazine, I would cut out all the pictures of beautiful women in beautiful clothes I could find, so I would know what exactly to ask for, when I would go shopping. I had dozens of pictures of potted plants and flower arrangements for my home, and a long list of names for all the pets I would finally be free to have.
That was my personal version of a vision board, I believe.
Little me’s needs were not all confined to the material side of things. What I actually already knew, was that I would always love to change the material things around me. So having my own house was definitely not about owning the bricks, it was about having my own space. And that space could change. I wanted to live on the Equator for some time, and I wanted to live in the forest once, and also in a house with a garden similar to my Grandma’s, and I wanted to live on a house boat.
Ohmygod, right this second, as I was reading what I wrote so far, I had this sudden, new flash of intuition: the reason I came into this life at this time, is to help people go back to loving and understanding Nature, at a time where everything seems to tear us further and further away from her.
Nothing new so far, you might even be aware of my Keepers Of Mother Earth community, but I just realised that this is also why I’m harping on about freedom so much!
There’s the more obvious pollution/food industry/health/sustainability side, of course, but it just dawned on me that the only thing that will be able to make a real difference now, in how humanity relates to Nature, is freedom. Personal and collective freedom. If we get it back, we can come back to Nature, if we let them take it away from us, we lose Nature for good.
I’ve got to go, I’m sorry to leave you so abruptly, but I need to bring some order into my thoughts and my message now.
Speak to you next week ❤️
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