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Liesbeth Perdeck (Lisa Margoodle)
Donderdag 21 mei is Liesbeth samen met haar vader omgekomen bij een treinongeval.
Haar krachtige, uitbundige, gepassioneerde levenswijze heeft velen van ons geraakt en geïnspireerd. De levenskracht van een krijger. Graag willen we alle reacties die zijn binnengekomen met elkaar delen: brieven, verhalen, poezie, beelden… Om haar wezen te erkennen en te eren.
Onze gedachten, intent en affectie reizen zo met haar mee naar het oneindige.
We willen graag een gebaar maken om de dromen die Liesbeth bezig was vorm te geven verder te dromen in de vorm van een donatie. Haar hart ging altijd uit naar de meest kwetsbaren op deze aarde. Zowel het creëren van mogelijkheden voor jonge meisjes als het ondersteunen van de walvissen zijn 2 projecten die haar na aan het hart lagen. Liesbeth stelde regelmatig voor een donatie te doen bij bepaalde gelegenheden.
Doe je mee?
Wij stellen twee fondsen voor:
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Een project van stichting Sundjata voor een school in Dakar, Senegal, waar plattelandsmeisjes een basisscholing krijgen om ze weerbaarder te maken bij het zoeken naar werk in de stad.
Dank je wel!
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Celebrating Liesbeth / Lisa Margoodle.
today, on sunday, we had our monthly sunday practice in Amsterdam in the dojo. This practice was partly prepared by Liesbeth. So we followed her intent, her stalking questions about a situation in which we were blocked by something that kept us away from our steps to live our dream.
In the end we all renewed our steps. It was a very focused and intense practice, we did the unbinding and in the end the binding passes. We felt Liesbeth in our attention for the newcomer, as she was always very dedicated to help them and explain them all that she felt necessary.
After a short break we gathered again in the dojo and each of us shared something: letters to Lies, poems, a 'night mantra' that Marian had brought to be sung by all of us:
I will be your home, I will be your guide,
I will be your friend, always on your side.
sleep now in your room, quiet of the night,
surrounded by the moon, till you see the light.
We did a zen ceremony with Alga, Vivhar danced for and with Liesbeth (what a beautiful view!), Shanti had brought a beautiful African song and Jessica burned 3 candles for Lies, her father and the machinist of the train, to give him light for the shock he must have gone through. Pauline remembered the young Liesbeth in 1969, who had taken dancing lessons with her and used the name Gaia... Tsveta sang a beautiful song and Femke and Vivhar had brought the first echo-picture from the baby in Femkes womb. How awesome to see new life at the moment that we acknowledge someone who has just gone thorugh death...
And all the time we felt Lies' presence, her smiling and intensely enjoying face in front of our eyes.
We relived so many significant moments in our lives with Lies, through the letters that were read out loud. We all feel that her death has so much meaning. We feel more awe than pain or grieve.
Ine and I both expressed the wish to continue some of her dreams in her name. Almost two years ago Lies told us exited how she had dreamt her new name: Lisa Margoodle, a name for a strong, generous and humorfull woman. I called her more and more with that name as she became more and more the being she had dreamt and described us with that name...
So today we talked about setting up something, a fund? projects? called 'Lisa Margoodle', in her spirit, her wish to protect the vulnerable beings on this planet... and again we felt her smile and almost heard her enjoying sigh 'mmmmmmmmmm'!
We received phonecalls from those connected to us, from LA, Buenos Aires, France, Arizona.
Then we ended calling intent, and we did it again, calling out to her: Goodbye and Thank you! There was silence for a moment and then a clear knock on the roof......
With love and gratitude,
Carine
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dearest Lies,
You was a being from the Earth. Your enthusiastic, unstoppable and passionate affection for the Earth and the most vulnerable beings on the Earth was most important to you. Your compassion with the struggle of young women touched you deeply and there was always an urge “to do something”, to act with these feelings.
I want to continue your dream, take it with me in daily actions and work in your spirit. You wanted to write a book, to give courses for young women. I want to carry this on and let your energy shine in this.
Thank you Lies for our traveling together. It was an awesome adventure, a great challenge and it was a delightful journey.
With affection for you, co-traveler, co-dreamer, sister, on your journey to the infinite,
Ine.
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Letter from Cleargreen
When we received the news of Liesbeth’s and her father’s death, we felt shock and disbelief; and also, we felt joy for Liesbeth, that she had grown into a new sense of herself, that she had done a thorough inventory of her own sexuality and creativity that led her to a new sense of freedom. As she wrote afterwards:
Thanks, thanks, thanks to all involved in this workshop, thank you so much.
And yes, I got it! … liberate myself from needy, uninvestigated dreams…losing my fears to dream… I can dream to my heart’s desire and then put my energy there… what a precious and high adventure…
We have written some of our further reflections on the life of this exuberant and vibrant being here
http://www.cleargreen.com/ (click on “Workshop Feedback”)
Our thoughts and feelings are with Liesbeth’s brother and his family, we send him love as he navigates the death of his father and sister.
We feel Liesbeth very near to us, and her courage to look deeply at her life and take responsibility for her own joy inspires us now.
Liesbeth was a being of great physical stature and energy, and a great-sized spirit. She was a loyal friend, and went out of her way to welcome newcomers to a Tenegrity practice. She had abundant enthusiasm and an artist’s appreciation for architecture, color, scent, music and song, and was a driving force in the group in which we sang songs late into the night after one workshop—she knew so many beautiful songs, with so many fine lyrics—songs of Leonard Cohen, Peter Paul and Mary and many others. And she was often the initiator in organizing Tensegrity meetings and practices, and leading into new topics, as she had done in her talk in Amsterdam about seeing what was at the root of her challenges in relating to men, and freeing herself and her listeners from a layer of judgment and pain to further reclaim our sexual and creative energy.
Liesbeth told us a story of how she had reached a point where she was making amends in her life for some of the indiscretions of her troubled youth; among them was repaying a bookstore from whom she had stolen books. When she went to find the bookstore, it was no longer there. So she said she thought about it for a while—how could she repay? Who could she repay? Well, a bookstore, like a library, is a place where we record knowledge. Whales are also considered to be great recorders of knowledge, they are said to be like the libraries of the earth itself. So I will repay them. And she gave a donation—an estimate of the cost of the books, plus interest—to Greenpeace to support the whales.
Her last correspondence with us was to ask how she could participate from Amsterdam in the topic of a class we are giving in Los Angeles, called Cultivating Well-Womb Being; and she was busy rallying her Tensegrity sisters in Holland to form a parallel group there, to further support the evolution of feminine awareness.
As Carine and others wrote about here on this site, that group met on Sunday with all the practitioners of Stichting MOT, as did a group in Buenos Aires led by Paula Zephyr. The meeting in Amsterdam became a tribute to Liesbeth and a celebration of her life.
Recently, Liesbeth told her friend Carine (XanJuste) that instead of using her creativity to try to get the attention of men, as she had done in the past, she wanted to use it to write her book for girls, and to paint and to write songs.
Here are some songs and poems and letters that several of us wrote, to honor Liesbeth and her wonderful joy of being:
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Liesbeth, extraordinary woman
It is the shining of your eyes,
The warmth of your heart,
The guts to speak up and to forgive
And to ask for forgiveness,
And to share, with all of us, your losses and wins
To redeem and with great enthusiasm living your dreams
All of us, we had the privilege to know you,
The hugs you gave, still on fresh on my flesh
The swinging of your hips, the laughter, and
The joy of your feet
You are a woman,
An extraordinary woman, that stores the beauty and power held by tulips blooming in Spring,
I love you, We love you
Thank you Thank you Thank you
Forever, eternal friend.
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Light of all rainbows in your smiles
Inspirational woman you are
Enlightening us with your walk of truth
Standing by your sisters side,
Because your heart is wide open to receive and give
Enthusiastic by each rise of dawn and
The nightfall in your dreams
How we love you and sing you
From afar,
The longing we all have to meet with you again.
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You will always remain fresh and daring
In my eyes
You will always stand firm yet gentle
In the way you carry yourself.
Your laughter, your candor, your giving
Inspired me, and many that came across you
In workshops, in classes, in outings, in being.
The spirit claimed you back into its nest, fast and strong, as you lived
You left and yet you will always remain
Fresh and daring; gentle and firm.
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Dearest Liesbeth,
I am saddened knowing you no longer walk this earth and I will miss your smiling face that would greet me - you would take my face in your hands, lightly squeezing my cheeks, that mischievous smile your dancing eyes and words of greeting and love would pour from your heart to mine.
Whether we would see each other in Amsterdam or America, it was always such a joy to share moments and stories with you. In workshops I loved how you so courageously would speak forth with your findings, your questions, your challenges; how you went into the unknown so willingly and graciously and there was inevitably the laughter, the smile that brought lightness to the challenges of tracing your lineage, your patterns and you were always ready to jump and discover what lay buried in the unknown.
So many moments come to mind of your generosity and compassion. I see you now organizing and serving delicious food at the gathering after the last workshop, your willingness to help newcomers, your interest and concern with the challenges facing women today. I see you sitting on the window seat there in the apartment at our little party, singing lustily and delightfully the songs of the 60’s, songs from different countries, and you remembered the words of so many and would say them just before a stanza so we could all sing-along! And then there was that sublime moment you helped organize when as we walked to our plane there you were, gazing into infinity and doing magical passes with other warrior-travelers from the workshop. And now today, I hold those images so dearly. You gave so much, challenged yourself and others and always, always it was with a cheerful heart and the connectedness of your spirit.
Travel well dear Liesbeth. May your spirit continue to soar in the greatest unknown of all. You are missed, and though there’s a little hole in our physical Tensegrity structure, your spirit is with me, with all the people whose lives you touched and made better.
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Who Walks on the Stairs?
A Song For Liesbeth
Who---ooo---oo
Walks on the stair
Floating through the night?
Whooo----ooo
Walks on the stair
Under the palms
Past the blue lit water?
Doo---you----
feel the earth
When you walk
The stairs?
Like a bird
Wherever I land
It’s only for a moment
Who---whoo—
Is it you?
Is it her?
Is it I?
I do not know
Who walks the stairs
Traveling through the night…
Oooo-ooo—ooo, Tree
With your many fingers
Reaching deep into the earth
And your many branches
Lifting up into the stars
Can you hold me here for a while
Can you tell me a story
Can you let me fly into the air?
Can you tell me who
Walks on the stair
Floating through the night?
Whooo----ooo
walks on the stairs
Under the palms
Past the blue lit water?
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Dear Liesbeth…
Flying, always flying…
Between flower to flower, event to event, person to person…
Always with a surge…a power…hardly a calm…
With energy so ‘big,’ you teach such ‘big’ lessons…
The one for me now from you
Is that when you are ‘done,’ you are done…
You left with your beloved!
May you travel with him now forever by your side!
As for me,
You beat from a place, left of center, in my heart…
We will be together forever…and forever…and beyond…
Thank you….
(end of letter from Cleargreen)
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Ik heb op mijn eigen wijze Liesbeth bedankt en haar een goede reis toegewenst. Ook heb ik haar een gedicht voorgedragen, dat ik graag met jullie deel.
Gedicht van Wislawa Szymborska
Hemel
Hiermee had ik moeten beginnen: de hemel.
Een raam zonder vensterbank, kozijn of ruiten.
Een opening en niets daarbuiten,
Maar wijd open.
Ik hoef niet te wachten op een heldere nacht,
noch mijn hoofd achterover te buigen,
om de hemel te bezien.
Hij is achter de rug, bij de hand en op de oogleden.
De hemel omwindt me strak
En tilt me van onderen op.
Zelfs de hoogste bergen
Zijn niet dichter bij de hemel
Dan de diepste dalen.
Op geen enkele plaats is meer hemel
Dan op enige andere.
De hemel drukt even absoluut
Op een wolk als op een graf.
De mol kan zich even hemels voelen
Als de uil die zijn vleugels wiegt.
Een ding dat in de afgrond valt
Valt van hemel in hemel.
Korrelige en rotsachtige,
Vloeibare, vlammende en vluchtige
Lappen hemel, kruimels hemel,
Vlagen hemel, stapels.
De hemel is alomtegenwoordig
Zelf in het onderhuidse duister.
Ik eet hemel, scheid hemel uit.
Ik ben een val in een val,
Een bewoonde bewoner,
Een omhelsde omhelzing,
Een vraag in antwoord op een vraag.
De verdeling in aarde en hemel
Is geen geschikte manier
Om aan dit geheel te denken.
Ik kan er alleen mee overleven
Op een preciezer adres
Dat sneller is te vinden,
Mocht ik worden gezocht.
Mijn bijzondere kenmerken zijn
Geestdrift en vertwijfeling.
Ik ben zeer geraakt door alle mooie gebaren en de liefde die daaraan wordt meegegeven. We zien elkaar woensdag.
Veel liefs,
Inge
Donde estés, dónde te vayas no olvides nunca lo que era tuyo y lo que no podremos olvidar; tu intensa mirada, el como le das vida y emoción a tus palabras, tus respiraciones...profundas, llenas de ganas de más, , llenas de energía.
Ve tranquila en tu viaje.No estas sola, todos nosotros te acompañamos
Gracias por tus palabras....no las olvidaré jamás.
Fabiola
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Wat een schok, gisteren hebben we het nog over haar gehad en vannacht droomde ik dat ik haar zag dwalen door een donkere stad in mexico. Ik voelde me de hele dag beroerd en huilerig,
nu pas snap ik het pas...
Lieve vreemde bijzondere Liesbeth; Passeer de Adelaar en ga de totale vrijheid tegemoet, en waar nodig zullen onze energieen je erbij helpen INTENT!!!
paul
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voor Liesbeth - van pauline
Chaia/ Liesbeth,
Er zijn een aantal vrouwen in mijn leven, toverheksen noem ik ze, die me hebben geinspireerd en ook nadat ze vertrokken zijn van deze aarde, dat nog steeds doen. Chaia was daar de laatste jaren in levende lijve, weer bijgekomen.
Zij werd voor mij, beginnend Tensegrity practitioner een groot baken vol liefde en oprechtheid en ze kon me met mededogen en ook streng de weg wijzen. Na één van onze stalkings zei ik tegen haar dat ik zo veel van haar leerde en ze zei direct retour ‘oh, maar ik leer ook veel van jou!’ met haar grote smile :-) Hier moest ik over nadenken - wat mooi.
Ik heb Chaia leren kennen in 1969, het jaar waarin ik zwanger werd. Zij volgde mijn lessen en wilde werkelijk doorgaan met dansen in mijn school. Zij wilde Chaia heten. Chaia - Aarde, dat vond ik prachtig en dat bleef zij ook voor mij. Zij heeft toen ook mijn dikke buik spontaan omarmt. ohhh. De nieuwe dansen die ik in die tijd maakte kwamen nogal vers uit de inspiratie die ik bij Mexicaanse- en Arizona- Indianen en t zen boeddisme had gevonden in de V.S. waar ik 8-jaar had geleefd en gedanst. Chaia, excentriekeling tot mijn grote vreugde, bleek daar voeling mee te hebben. Dit was in de flower power tijd en soms gingen alle dansers verkleed, en met drums de straten in om de spirits op te roepen. Toen zij ophield met dansen in mijn studio zijn we elkaar lange tijd uit t oog verloren.
Later kwam Liesbeth met de Tensegrity practitioners weer vaker in de studio. Ze vertelde me dan met verve over de gekte van die fantastische beoefening. Ed was daarbij mijn zakelijk contact. Maar ik was er nog niet aan toe….
Gelukkig was Chaia/ Liesbeth, toen ik uiteindelijk m’n weg naar de vrouwen beoefening vond, nog steeds erbij, Ver geëvolueerd in haar dromen, vocabulaire en in warriorship.
Zij kwam ook weer voor korte tijd mijn slowly-slowly lessen volgen, en merkte de veranderingen, nuances en overeenkomsten op die waren gegroeid uit de basis - aarde, adem voelen, bewustzijn van t heelal -. We kletsten heel wat af naderhand - over naar de sterren kijken met je rug-bewustzijn-open etc. en deden meestal samen een paar magische passen.
Ik ben Liesbeth enorm dankbaar voor haar liefdevolle gidsen, haar gulheid en haar openheid. In onze stalkings was t voor mij fantastisch dat zij uit die vroege jaren, de lang geleden overleden vader van m’n dochter nog heeft gekend. Wij hadden deze week weer een stalking zullen doen.
Ik zag en bewonderde in Chaia/ Liesbeth haar enorme schoonheid van perceptie, iets dat ze in zichzelf door de jaren heen heeft kunnen realiseren en kan delen. Dit en haar verhaal, dat ze voorlas in de vrouwen practice kort geleden maar vooral haar uitstraling daarbij, zal me voor altijd blijven gidsen
Dank je Liesbeth voor je generositeit, humor, zelfspot, tomeloze hoop, je dromen, inzichten en on-eindigheid. Vertrokken in een staat van liefde voor de universe... - big woman –
Ik zal je missen en een weg vinden onze dromen voort te zetten!
Pauline,
May 24 2009
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Lisbeth Compañera de Viaje,
Cambiaste de forma humana
para entrar en la forma de la Conciencia Universal.
Una con el espíritu del Universo
Una con la presencia peremne de todos
los Budhas y Patriarcas.
En el Viaje continuamos unidas
en Conciencia y Energía
combinación inextricable
y fuerza dinámica de la creación.
Con las Alas del Afecto,
Alga del MarTodo lo que existe se origina en la conciencia
y se manifiesta en la materia a través de la modulación
del impacto de su energía
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Лизбет беше едно от най страхотните сияйни същества, които някога съм срещал.
Не знам какво да кажа за нейното заминаване. Надявам се някой ден да я срещна пак , там, Over the rainbow.
Надявам се също, някак си да е успяла да стигне до третото внимание.
Сега е пак чист нагуал, върнала се е сред звездите!
Лизбет, my Dutch Sister, БЛАГОДАРЯ! Лек път!
Я.
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I remember Liesbeth as one of the most honest and amazingly resourceful persons, full with brave and whole-hearted ideas. I recall her zest and enthusiasm for life, her care for the details and infinite inspiration. I am very thankful to her for giving me many insights on my own personal history, and for her infinite generosity.
I am grateful for meeting such a breathtaking spirit on my path!
Dear Lies, you called me often your "brother" and I felt your open heart very close to mine. I wish you a beautiful and inspiring journey wherever you might travel.
Your laughter pure
touches my heart
I feel my purpose now - complete.
Dear Liesbeth, thank you for all!
With affection,
Javor
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As some of you may know, Lies and I did together preparatory "marathon"
stalking for the last workshop. What came out of that, was a beautiful
story she presented at the workshop. An powerful cleaning of her father's
lineage. Then, some two weeks ago, she called me: "Let's do stalking
together, let's meet." She was in a kind of hurry,so we meet next
Saturday. We were playing "Theater of the infinity". She made me play my
scene over and over until I reached bottom line and there was nothing any
more. I was empty. World before my eyes changed. It was like somebody had
turned on the light in the room.
Than she told me a story about her grandmother and her mother. There was a
issue between them and in spite the fact that they are both dead, Lies
could still feel it strongly in her body. That issue she wanted to
release. So we started to play. First was she the grandmother and I the
mother. Lies was talking and I was feeling feelings of her mother. Than we
switched. Lies was the mother and I the grandmother. Lies started to talk
and I was feeling. And while she was talking, something happened. Our
assemblage points started to move fast. Suddenly she was not Lies any more
but her mother, really expressing all the pain. And I was not me any more,
I was the grandmother. Suddenly I started to talk to her, but it was not
me that was talking, neither the words were mine. It was her grandmother
talking. To her mother. Great love, affection and connection occurred
between those two (thru Lies and me).
We were both shocked, surprised and amazed with what happened. After many
Shakes and Calling the Earth to come back to our normal self, we agreed
that we witnessed something extraordinary.
So, our Liesbeth didn't cleaned only her father's lineage, but also her
mother's lineage, before she took of for her journey to infinity.
What a power Lies.
See you in the dreaming attention,
Ilonka
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Lieve Lies,
Ik heb veel van je geleerd – van je besluitvaardigheid, je kracht, je energie, je passie, je zachtheid en bezorgheid om de anderen, je creativiteit, je uitgesprokenheid en je doorzettingsvermogens, je humor.
Je had veel met schoonheid, lieve Lis. Ik herinneer mij, toen ik een keer bij jou op bezoek was, hoe mooi ik alles vond – je had met veel aandacht en liefde je woning ingericht. Een huis staat vaak symbool voor het innerlijke leven van een vrouw. Je huis straalde niet alleen gastvrijheid, openheid en schoonheid. Het was toegankelijk en ik voelde mij veilig bij jou. Je – een moedige, liefdevolle en mooie Godin en een onberispelijke Krijger! Je blijft voor altijd in mijn hart!
Dank je voor alles!
Ik wens je een mooie Reis naar het Licht en de Oneindigheid!
May the long time Sun shine upon You
All Love surrounds You
And the Pure Light within You
Guide Your Way on!
Met liefde,
Tsveta
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To Lis -
I've just found you last April, and am in love with you since.
I was thinking how we would meet next time.
I was dreaming how I would say "Hello" and we'd hug each other.
It was so good to have someone like you to say "Hello" to in Amsterdam on
arrival.
It was so warm to have someone like you on the Earth.
I still hear your voice.
I see you're asking the questions and smiling from under your fringe... and
nodding your head.
I love you Lis. And "sorcerers affection cannot be replaced, it just stays
forever".
This is the only thought that relieves my pain. I can keep you in my heart
for as long as I live... or maybe longer.
*Dank je wel* and *Doei*. See you later Lis.
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Dear female being, traveling into the unknown....
Here I am in Buenos Aires....and having a candle, moon candle, in your
honor....and you know what? the light went directly to the only Dutch card
I have on the wall...and it is so much you, that card....it is written
"say more often yes"....and that is the way I remember you as always
saying yes!! with so much intensity.
It was such a joy to see you in Amsterdam, to hear your story, which put
me in touch with mine and mainly with the believe that yes! it is possible
to polish the link with our parents, no matter what...so you gave me that
opening as a gift and as a mission as well for me here...also seeing you
playing with Antonia, like another child. And the last time I saw you was
at the meeting after the classes, singing and having your eyes so
incredible shinny....
my dear female companion of so many years, we went through many things,
but at the end I saw you so light and strong, that yes I know it is
possible.
I hope to meet you in the same bubble we met years ago, the bubble of
Infinity.
have peace my dear Lisbeth,
my love from this land,
Paula Zephyr
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Lis:
Ich fühle noch immer deine Nähe, wenn wir zusammen praktizierten,
was für ein Privileg:
Wach, leidenschaftlich, herzlich, den Pfad der Bewusstheit gehend: Du.
Ich glaube, eines deiner Lieblingstiere waren die Wale.
So wunderte es mich eigentlich überhaupt nicht,
als der Geist dich,
nach großartiger Erfüllung deiner Herausforderung hier auf Erden als
Mensch,
zur großen Reise berief,
ich wiederholt an diese wunderbaren Geschöpfe der Meere denken musste.
Mit tiefer Zuneigung und von Herzen kommenden Farewell aus Deutschland
von deinem Freund
Juan.
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I have only met Liesbeth once. She guided my journey during my first
tensegrity practice ever.
She told me as well her experience, about being blissfully happy as a
child while building a paper castle.
Dearest Liesbeth, I wish you can build your castles in the sky and forever
bath in laughter.
Thank you for showing me your endless power.
Saskia Grootegoed
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What a shock sunday afternoon , when I read the mail
Immages of you Liesbeth with your shining smile , your warm geneorous heart,
your sense of humour
Your all Love being so present , so strong .
"No words to describe it , just feel it ".
Was it your message ?
It felt it as a gift , while spontaneusly i took my shoes off and crossed
the park on bare feet ...but all these things you know.
Thank you for the gift of your precence , with all my affection from my
light body I embrace you, shine on beautyful sister Lisa .
Rosanna
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Dear Lisbeth
You of unpredictable charm, unstoppable presence,
and gentle spirit.
You were the one to help me find my way at my first workshop a decade ago,
You recognized my questioning, unconvinced look, and told me where to go
to practice,
with confidence and authority, and you didn't live in my country.
Bless you.
I kept your business card with the dog/wolf/coyote howling at the moon.
Powerful protector of the innocent, of the sweet, of women.
Yours is a warm, ever in motion, force
of love,
of joy,
of compassion,
of kisses.
Best to you on your journey.
Thank you for spending time with us.
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This news of Liesbeth's passing comes at a very poignant time for me,
personally. The first thing I would like to express is to the members
of the Amsterdam Mot Practice Group. You took me into your group with
such great affection whenever I visited and made me feel a part of
your family. Liesbeth was particularly warm and welcoming and I
always cherished her embraces that were so full of genuine affection
and love. I am sure that her vibrant energy and spirit will always
remain with you, but I know the absence of her physical presence will
be felt very deeply. I send my deepest love to you all.
I received this news at a time when I am dealing with the imminent
death of my own father. It is thanks to the guidance and support of
our tensegrity structure that I have been able to thank my father and
let him know how much I love him in the past couple of years. I am so
grateful that I was able to do this before he got sick. In the past
few weeks, whenever the emotional roller coaster has gotten too heavy,
I have felt a great calming balance from knowing that all of you
practitioners of tensegrity are there, dreaming your silent (and
sometimes not so silent) dreams. I wear a beautiful butterfly pin
each day to remind me of our link with each other. On hearing the
news of Liesbeth, yesterday, whenever I feel a wave of sadness coming
over me, I can see so clearly, her beautiful shining face blowing me a
kiss from across the room! (I know you all know the picture I see!)
When I see her there, I know that life is such a beautiful gift, and
that death, being a part of life is not a time to dread, but a time to
express immense gratitude for this gift.
I would like to express my deepest gratitude to each and every one of
you for the beautiful gifts and dreams you have brought to this world
as individuals and as a tensegrity structure. I would also like to
express my deepest gratitude for Liesbeth, for her light, her beauty,
her strength, her humour, her passion, her impeccability and her very
clear presence at this time. The stories she shared at workshops,
were stories of infinity. They were about her own life, but at the
same time they were everybody's story, too. She will always hold a
special place in my heart.
Honor
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To Liesbeth, for the road.
What jolted you most,
has already happened.
This was it.
This was all of it,
all that you were,
all that you ever would be.
Your struggle, your pain,
your joy and laughter
reverberate through the air,
through all of us.
Truely unforgettable,
for all who have known you.
Farewell dear group-member,
have a good time,
in the great beyond.
Irene, a witness.
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Lieve, Uitbundige, Genietende, warme Liesbeth,
Dank je voor je uitbundige liefde en je grote, kleine dromen. Je bent een
voorbeeld van doorzettingsvermogen en je hebt de grens van parallelle lijnen
tussen wrok en affectie overschreden om de wereld van de affectie binnen te
gaan.
Je kon zo verlangend zuchten. Tegelijk van onvervulde dromen en vervuld van
de schoonheid en mysterie van het bestaan. Op het laatste moment heb je ook
zo gezucht en heb je losgelaten, ben je het pad ingeslagen wat je in al die
mooie momenten met ons hebt voorbereid.
Ik zie je nu in je campertje, met je geliefde in Frankrijk.
En je geniet.
Dank je.
Ed
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Brieven voor Liesbeth en Familie van Femke en Vivhar.
Dear friends of Liesbeth,
I heard the shocking news about Liesbeth yesterday.
Liesbeth was a woman whom I admired very much.
I remember the first time I met her at a women's practice clearly,
I was thrown of balance by her generosity and didn't know how to deal with that.
Her courage and affection will continue to be an inspiration for me and I feel lucky
to have had the chance to meet her.
I wish you all the strength and affection.
with love,
Femke
Lieve Liesbeth,
Ik heb gedanst met je en voor je. Ik hoop dat je het leuk vond.
Ik heb gehuild omdat je zo’n indruk op mij had gemaakt in de 10 jaar dat we elkaar kennen. Ik weet nog dat ik het niet uit kon staan dat je mij steeds corrigeerde tijdens de practices op de theater school. Ik vond je maar een zweverige vrouw, niet van het type krijger wat ik me toen voorstelde. Ik walgde vaak van de manier waarop je mij en anderen benaderde, zo overweldigend, als een heks die iets iets van je wil. Maar wat ik toen nog niet besefte was dat dat mijn eigen ‘me-me-me’ was en dat jij een van de meest hartelijke personen bent die ik ken. Datgene wat zo overweldigend was was jouw affectie en de manier waarop je die toonde. Ik kon dat toen niet aan en sloot me liever af met excusjes. Het heeft mij jaren gekost om dit te begrijpen en nog eens jaren om je zo onbeschaamd lief te hebben zoals je mij lief had vanaf het begin. Het is me gelukt Lies. Ik hou zoveel van je dat ik zonder schaamte kan zeggen dat mijn hart voor je open stond toen ik je voor de laatste keer zag en dat ik blij was je te zien en dat jij voor mij een echte krijger bent.
Ik zal nooit vergeten dat je me hebt gestimuleerd om die mimecursus te gaan doen en dat je me gesteunt hebt toen het uit was met Femke. Ik vond het fijn bij je te hebben gelogeerd in die periode en je te helpen met je huis. Ik vond het niet altijd fijn dat je me terrecht wees over mijn ‘mannenpraatjes’ maar het zette me wel aan het denken hierover en natuurlijk wist ik ook dat het niet de beste manier is om te communiceren, dank je voor de constante reminders.
Nu wordt ik vader en Femke is mijn vrouw. Ik wilde je nog bedanken voor je kaartje en je een copie van de echo-foto sturen. Dat heb ik uitgesteld en uitgesteld tot je er niet meer was. Dus wil ik het op deze manier doen. Hieronder is een foto van ons toekomstige kindje. Ik beloof je dat het kindje verhalen zal horen over jouw, verhalen over een liefdevolle krijger die een ongelooflijke drijfveer had om te genieten van het leven.
Ik wens jouw een goede definitieve reis toe,
Veel liefs Sister,
Vivhar, your Brother
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MY AWARENESS OF DEATH AND LOVE IS KEEN
BROUGHT ON BY THE INTENSE FLAMES OF A FIRE
BUT THE SHOCK I FEEL IS NOT PITY
RATHER THE CERTAINTY THAT I AM GOING TO DIE
THOUGH THIS IS A COLD MOOD AND A QUIET MOOD TOO
I CAN'T HELP ACKNOWLEDGING THE COLOUR HERE NOW
AFTER THE RAIN SUDDENLY A RAINBOW APPEARS
AND STRETCHES OUT ACROSS THE SKY
HS.
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Lieve Liesbeth,
Ik ken jou vanaf de eerste bijeenkomst van de Tensegrity groep op 21
september 1997 in de Voetiusstraat in Utrecht, na de eerste twee
Tensegrity workshops in Europa, in Barcelona en in Berlijn. Je was een van
de eerste practitioners hier in Nederland die kontakt met elkaar zochten
om de machtspassen te beoefenen en de pad van de krijger te volgen. Jouw
unbending intent heeft de groep gedragen, ondanks je twijfels aan het
begin rond het bijhoren bij de groep. "Ik ben geen groepsmens" zei je
tegen mij toen ik je in een Amsterdamse bioscoop tegenkwam, nadat je je
tijdelijk uit de groep teruggetrokken had. Dit zou je nu niet meer kunnen
zeggen... Nadat je je keus voor de groep gemaakt hebt, heb ik je gekend
als een grote voorstaander en een sterke drive achter vrouwen practices.
Hierbij had je vanaf het begin al een grote toewijding aan de baarmoeder
en de kracht ervan, iets wat mij destijds nogal kon overdonderen. Hoewel
ik in de laatste jaren niet direct met je heb samengewerkt, heb ik al die
tijd mij energetisch, via de baarmoeder, sterk met jou verbonden gevoeld.
Je dood en mijn verdriet erover hebben mij er met een hevige schok bewust
van gemaakt. Hoe gek het ook mocht klinken je dood is voor mij een grote
inspiratiebron, een sterke energetische duw richting het bewustzijn dat
"we are beings who are going to die". Niet mijn angsten maar alleen
datgene wat ik doe telt. Er is geen tijd om dingen die ik wil doen, mijn
dromen, uit te stellen.
Dit is hoe ik jouw vertrek ervaar:
Lachende, vonkelende Liesbeth,
Lisa Margoodle,
omarmt haar vader en
lost zich op in het verblindende licht,
verdwijnt in gelukzaligheid,
een vuurbal van Liefde.
Bedankt voor alles.
Kasia.
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To Remember an Impeccable Warrior
To Liesbeth, To Infinity, To the Eagle
The Day Out of Time: 25 July 2008
Long before the Day Out of Time 2008 we all Tensegrity practitionerswere together in The Hague discussing several topics, about making Tensegrity also a Joy for people who are not aware of the Magical Passes.
Rob and I where both at The Day Out of Time 2007. We saw all the beautiful and
engaged people, we heard de drums and the singing bowl. We were smudged to
clean our body and together with all the beings at the field and a whole community in
the rest of the world we did the openings ceremony and The Rainbow Meditation.
All peace, happiness, togetherness and helpfulness. People (Warriors) who wants to
share knowledge give it to you on this special day: The Day between the Time.
So, in The Hague we proposed to give a practice of Tensegrity at the Day Out of
Time 2008. The practitioners who were together in the Barth Kapel felt this Intent
could be more than a Dream.
About a month before July 25th 2008 I started to write down the Intent we could give
the practice and emailed this to the practitioners who wants the join on this day and
also to Cleargreen. A lot of emails, a lot of ideas were the response. Liesbeth, the
Impeccable Warrior, almost immediately knew that the Intent comes from Infinity,
“You only have to Be Aware and Listen”. Liesbeth and Herman with guidance from
Cleargreen made the Intent of this special practice and a list of Magical Passes we
intended to perform. During this period we began to call each other Brother and
Sister.
On the 25th of July 2008 it was a beautiful and sunny day. I drove with my car to the train station of Driebergen. My Sister Liesbeth and my sister Nettie both came by train and I picked them up and we drove together to the festival. Together we did some Magical Passes. And wait for the beginning of the practice.
Hilda and Vivhar were also on the festival to perform the Magical Passes together
with all the Newcomers. We started doing some Movements and people were gathering around us. We performed The Magical Pass “The Affection for The Energy Body”.
The Newcomers were enthusiastic about doing this Magical Pass. Before this Pass we had done the Passes of Nature. We did it in a circular motion. The practice was held in the morning. We noticed that in the morning the Energy is nice and hungry, the people were easy gathering around us. They want to “work”. In the afternoon there was the second practice, about the Energy Body and Vibrations. The Energy was really different. The Beautiful Day made the Energy be more condensed. We started the Magical Passes again but only a few Newcomers came gathering around the three of us, Liesbeth, Nettie and Herman.
It was clear: It was not necessary to say much! This time it was feeling with the body and all the parts that receive Information out of Infinity! So after performing a few basic movements and the Passes of Nature we make the Newcomers ready to feel Infinity for themselves.
Liesbeth read them the text we made about the Tree Form. Then we did this really Magnificent Magical Pass two Times. After both the practices we felt that it was a perfect day and time to let Newcomers
become Aware of Tensegrity, Infinity and The fact that “Energy Flows through the Universe”.
I asked: “Liesbeth next year again a practice on The Day Out of Time?”
Of course she said, I will be delighted, to come here again Brother!
Dear Liesbeth: “The time is flowing and 25th of July 2009 is coming”.
This Time you are in Infinity and I Know and Feel that you will assist us and will be
there too. In a Cloak Of Confidence I will start the Intent for the practice this day!
Love,
Herman Wolfs
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Dear Liesbeth! Lovely Woman! Lovely Being!
What a great pleasure to meet you in Amsterdam - such contagious enthusiasm and affectionate nature as yours!
I look up at the stars here in Connecticut, and remember how our paths met again last year when you contacted me about doing your natal chart - What a privilege it was to share and witness your process of transformation as you healed old wounds, and embraced your intent to CELEBRATE LIFE and embark on your quest for the TRUE FEMININE!
I remember our meeting in September last year, when you exclaimed enthusiastically: I HAVE AN IMPULSE! I WANT TO WRITE A BOOK FOR YOUNG WOMEN! I will call it: "YOUR BODY, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LIFE!"
Dear Liesbeth, I look at the stars again... sensing you are somewhere out there... continuing your journey... and yet you are also here, in our hearts, in the inspiration and affection you sparked in our hearts... life moves in mysterious ways... and your book will surely be written in mysterious ways... through that spark of light you brought into this world.
Thank you, Lisa Margoodle!
Thank you for your powerful, unbending, inquisitive and embracing nature!
Continue your travels in bliss...
With love,
Justine Azure
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Hi, Dear All.
Thank you for being part of the Tensegrity structure.
This is my letter to Liesbeth.
Dear Liesbeth! Thank you for your unbending intent of clear connections with
others.
Just righ before I received the message about Liesbeth's death I had a
conversation with my mother, where she wanted attention from me and said,
that I will know what I lose when she will die. This conversation left bad
feeling and when I checked my mails and read about Leisbeth, about her life
and intent and about her death, suddenly I had power to clean up my
connection with my mother.
I've did witnessing cooperation thousands of times, but always I was a
child still... My new view as a grown up person is that I love my mother no
matter what - this love is part of me. And even if she becomes annoying I
should respect her feelings. Appreciation of others grows up from
appreciation of the self. This I understood. And this was my little miracle
- I made a real real real shift of my connection with mother - and this
shift moved the whole connections. This new view gave me power to see all my
connections from the other point.
This is amazing power of Unbending Intent which one being can burn up in
other.
Thank you.
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Hi everyone,
My wife Mutsuko and I have an unusual story to share about Liesbeth Perdeck.
Mutsuko and Liesbeth have been witnessing partners ever since the Bath
workshop last year. They have been communicating with each other every two
weeks without fail since the workshop last June, alternating who calls who
because it involves international calls between Atlanta and Holland. Often
when I would get back from the UK I would find messages from Liesbeth on our
answering machine. Though having only met once in Bath, they struck up a
deep rapport with each other. Because I am away for long stretches, Mutsuko
has only a few friends with whom she can share the things happening in her
life. Liesbeth became one such close friend and ally.
When I came home yesterday morning (27th), I arrived to find my wife in the
kitchen sobbing and despondent as if someone in our family had died. At
first, I thought it was one of her close family members in Japan. I asked
her what happened and she told me she had just received an email from Petra
Hoogerwerf, Dean of the School of Economics Amsterdam/Diemen, informing her
of the death of Liesbeth Perdeck and her father in a tragic accident on the
21st of May. It seems the school must have sent email notices out to
everyone on her email contact list. I of course knew Liesbeth from numerous
workshops, but not as intimate as my wife had come to know her. We were both
shocked, my wife in particular because she had just lost her witness and
close friend. We thought how could this happen to such a dedicated and
wonderful practitioner. It came so sudden and without warning.
Mutsuko has excellent dreaming awareness. She also prays and makes offerings
to our ancestors every single morning at an alter we have in our house. She
is just continuing the Japanese tradition of caring for our deceased
relatives. I kept thinking all day yesterday of asking her if she thought
she could somehow get in touch with Liesbeth to thank her for being such a
good friend and witness. I never did ask her. However, I did check the
Cleargreen site to see if anything had been written anywhere concerning her
death. I found a tribute to Liesbeth on the feedback page for the Amsterdam
workshop with a link to the Dutch Stichtingmot.nl website. I emailed my wife
about the tribute to Liesbeth with the link.
This morning (28th) my wife told me she visited the tribute page on the
Dutch website and made a shocking discovery. On the home page of that
website is the picture of a light green butterfly. It just so happens that
last Thursday morning (21st) as I arrived back home from a trip to our local
coffee shop I found my wife and daughter crouched very low on our front
porch taking pictures of a most unusual butterfly that had landed on one of
our house plants that we keep on the front porch.
We have our share of
butterflies in this area of Atlanta as our house backs up to a wooded area
but we had never come across such a strange butterfly as this, and further
we had never had a butterfly land in such a strange place on our porch. It
was unusually large and bore a strange light-greenish colour. My daughter
said that it appeared to be injured. Later that morning when we returned the
butterfly had disappeared. We gave no further thought about this magical
event until this morning when my wife visited the Stichtingmot.nl website
and discovered to her shock on the home page the almost same light-green
butterfly. She wrote me the following email. Her spelling and grammar can be
challenging - Webb = website, heart = hurt etc (see below).
We feel perhaps that somehow we have been touched by Liesbeth's spirit . We
accept and honour her commitment to say thank you to Mutsuko, and complete
her agreement as a witness in this most poetic and magical way. We believe
she has made it safely across and will be cared for until she has healed.
Love and fondest wishes,
Greg and Mutsuko Johnson
e-mail from Mitsuko:
Hi Greg
Thank you for sharing.
I have some incredible picture I love to share.
Remember the butterfly in our front porch?
She was on the David's plant.
I took picture because it was very unusual and big.
Please look at Webb.
the picture of Webb's butterfly is same butterfly as I took picture.
And look the date. May 21st!!
She came to said Good by to me.
I am very honored.
Julia and I looked for a while.
Butterfly looked heart.
Later she was gone.
Please help me to report this to them to tribute Liesbeth.
Thank you very much.
I love you.
Mutsuko
PS We have also shared this story with Cleargreen.
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Attached is a report on a donation to IFAW, one of Liesbeth´s dreams (see top):
Dear X.
Thank you so much for your generous donation and your commitment to helping animals. Day in and day out, the lives of countless animals around the world are being protected and improved because of caring people like you. It is a privilege for all of us at IFAW to be acting on your behalf in our daily efforts to protect animals and their environment worldwide.
THANK YOU!
For the animals,
Y.
IFAW President and CEO
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I want to aknowledge something so awesome: a warrior left us and we witnessed her departure.
Wednesday was Lies' and her father's cremation. We went with about 15 practitioners to Arnhem.
The hall was completely filled, we stood as one group, as silent witnesses in the back, after we had put our flowers in name of many...
There was grieve and pain in the first talks. We could feel and understand how their family was shocked.
Some of us wondered if we should have asked the family to give us time to speak and tell about Liesbeth's connection with our path.
Then Inge walked to the front. And started reading to all a letter written by Liesbeth.
Liesbeth spoke to us and told in her own words to everyone about the love she had for life, that precious gift for which she thanked her parents deeply.
She told us about what was important in her life and that the main cause of her happiness are the Magical Passes... (you'll find her letter here below)
In the end she asked us to listen to a piece of Beethoven in her favourite edition.
The hall filled with these so joyful and exciting tones. There she was, all joy and affection for all of us, enjoying and smiling her well-known smile.
She brought lightness and love in the air, I would have loved to dance at that moment!
When in the end everybody was asked to walk along the coffins, we walked to the front and formed a circle around Lies and her father. We made the gesture of intent and opened the circle again. Before we went back home, we performed for her goodbye outside the building, near the ovens, the same series of magical passes as we did on the airport last october when we waved the instructors goodbye and Lies was one of us.
We ended with the womb-breath and a last gesture of intent. When we shouted 'intent' a strong wind all of a sudden made the trees around us answer.......
Is it three years ago, that we did the workshop on death? When I shared a room with Lies in Colorado, she had told me that since then she had organised everything. And she did!
In our next practice(s) this will be the topic: where are we now in front of death, are we ready? what is keeping us from taking decisions?......
Thank you Lisa, for being such a strong inspiration for all of us...
Carmen
(for english see below)
Lieve familie, vriendinnen, vrienden, medebeoefenaars van de Magische Passen,
Tja, ik schrijf dit terwijl ik leef. Oh wat houd ik van het leven. Wat heb
ik genoten, wat heb ik gevochten om daarvan te kunnen genieten. En wat houd ik van jullie. Ken je zo’n moment dat alle dagelijkse beslommeringen, klachten, frustraties, preoccupaties, verwachtingen, oordelen wegvallen en dat je een diepe vrede ervaart? Ik heb die momenten gekend tijdens meditatie, innerlijke stilte, tijdens het luisteren naar klassieke muziek, door in de natuur te zijn en vooral door het doen van de Magische Passen van Carlos Castaneda. Op die momenten ging mijn hart vaak uit naar alle mensen die ik ken en zag ik je, gelukkig lachend en was het alsof ik je wezen zag. Ik houd van jullie allemaal en ik ben elk van jullie diep dankbaar voor hoe je mijn leven hebt verrijkt, wat je me hebt gegeven en wat ik van je heb geleerd. Ik begon met zeggen dat ik heb genoten en gevochten om te kunnen genieten van het leven, die kostbare gift …van mijn ouders … mijn fantastische, lieve ouders …
Dat vechten was een innerlijk gebeuren, vechten tegen m’n ego, voor m’n diepere zelf. Ik wil steeds meer vechten in vreugde, als een vrolijke
krijger, want het is zo’n prachtig idee om voor te vechten en ik hoop dat
ik er ook voor gestorven ben … we zijn afgezanten van het Al, de Kosmos, die door ons zich weer bewust wordt … en trouwens ook te weten wanneer niet te vechten maar mezelf over te geven aan de stroom van het leven, het al dat ons omringt … dit gevoel van vreugdevolle strijd heb ik vaak herkend in muziek … met name in het Rondo van het 2e pianoconcert van Beethoven in mijn favoriete uitvoering… wat jullie nu te horen krijgen.
English translation:
Dear family, female and male friends, co practitioners of the Magical Passes,
Well, I am writing this while I am alive. Oh how I love life. How I have enjoyed myself, how I have fought to be able to enjoy it. And I love you all very much. Do you know a moment when all daily concerns, complaints, frustrations, preocupations, expectations, and judgements disappear and you experience a deep peace? I have known those moments during meditation, inner silence, while listening to classical music, by being in nature, and especially by practicing the Magical Passes of Carlos Castaneda. In those moments my heart often went out to all the people I know, and I would see you smiling happily, and it was as if I could see your being. I love you all and I deeply appreciate how each one of you has enriched my life, what you have given me and what I have learned from you. I started by saying that I have enjoyed myself and fought to be able to enjoy life, that precious gift ...from my parents ... my amazing, sweet parents ...
That fight was an internal affair, fighting my ego, for my deeper self. More and more I want to fight in joy, as a cheerful warrior, because it is such a magnificent idea to fight for and I hope that I have also died for it ... we are emissaries of the Infinite, the Cosmos, which becomes aware of itself through us ... and besides, also to know when not to fight but to abandon myself to the flow of life, infinity that surrounds us ... this feeling of a joyful battle, I often recognized in music ... especially in the rondo of Beethoven's second pianoconcierto in my favorite rendition ... which you will hear now.
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Liesbeth your energy was always exuberant, boundless,
and passionate; you loved joy and celebrated it.
Your life seems such an expression of a warriors life
well fought, of goodness expansion and kindness rooted in deep love that you have
found within that it is hard to grieve, even though I am sad that you have
burned this physical body. I know that this is our lot and our gift that we can
live our lives to the full whilst we have this
breath.
The deep affection love and light that surrounds this
page of tributes to our sister warriors touched me deeply and I thank the spirit
for our connection within this magical dreaming
structure.
The earth gave us you Liesbeth and now you have returned
to her, jubilant in spirit shining with
awe…………….Farewell
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zee
weergaloos is haar weerspiegeling
haar omhelzing onstuimig
haar diepte onpeilbaar
haar woede als een storm
overstelpend haar vruchtbaarheid
haar lied donderend licht
haar vreugde zonovergoten
haar zachtheid vloeiend
krachtig haar vasthoudendheid
haar liefde Al omvattend
ine 22/08/1999
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Ma chère soeur, dear sister,
You went through your life with strenght and passion and you jumped into
infinity, bursting like a fireworks!
Thank you for all the dreams, the beautiful gifts, and the deep advices
that you gave and you share, with me, with us.
I will always remember and keep deep in my heart the sound of your
beautiful and warm voice, the memory of you, singing, dancing, and
enjoying the presence of the magic and of the feminine.
Now, that you are travelling with all the impeccable beings that had
dedicated their life to affection and awareness, I send you my last
goodbye from this Earth, until I join you into infinity.
As you sang it the first time I met you in Den Haag, "High energy, your love
is lifting me!", I feel that it is now your high energy and your love
that are lifting us. You became the glue of our structure,
Aurevoir chère amour,
Colline
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I think that these words are those that better express what I should say
Now you are in the wings of Great Eagle.
Enjoy
There are many ways of being in this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer, burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble that found a way to shine
Is a heros blood more righteous than a hobos sip of wine
Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun
I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
I know that love is seeing all the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures; who the father, who the son
The vision of your goodness will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember when you find yourself alone
And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
Its the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home
Words by Joe Henry, music by John Denver
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Thank you, Coach
For loving heart
Embracing me
In aftertime.
The words are said.
The tears are rest.
And what is left
is warmth in chest.
Good luck and Go!
You know to fly.
Your love to us
Let be our guide.
So close are stars.
I see you there.
Your time has come.
Our turn is here.
Pavel
download the song
(please use right mouse click + Save Link As)
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Dedicated to Liesbeth
Thierry
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It's been quite a surprise. I read in the tango forum that a Dutch
Tensegrity practitioner called Liesbeth has passed away and I wondered
whether I had ever met her.
Then the next day I remembered an incident with this woman practitioner at
the Barcelona classes last year (on the theme of sex, power and gender).
At the very end of the classes as we were all leaving she had come up to
me and given me a poem she had written. It was a funny short poem about
the noise of dustbin men cleaning the streets and her own feelings about
these working men. I didn't particularly like the poem but I acknowledged
the gesture and somehow knew that it was an important moment even though
it had made both of us feel a bit uncomfortable. So I wondered whether
that woman who has passed away was Liesbeth but then I rejected the
thought because I thought that she was from Germany and not Holland.
Anyway today a nagging sensation brought me to Cleargreen's website where
I saw the link to the Dutch webpage http://www.stichtingmot.nl and where
at last I saw Liesbeth' photograph. I was very surprised because it had
been Liesbeth who had given me that poem and when I saw her picture I knew
why I had had these passing thoughts about her over the last couple of
days...
From what I remember she was a larger than life character and clearly
loved by so many practitioners. Although I only knew her in passing from a
few workshops and classes I always sensed that she had great drive and
that she was a very enthusiastic person.I also believe that Tensegrity and
the groups gave her sobriety and happiness. I guess her gift of a poem to
me in the past has made me more aware of Death today. So I'll always be
grateful to her for that impersonal lesson.
May she rest in peace and may she long be remembered by all of us. May her
relatives' suffering pass quickly.
With Abstract Affection to all Byron Zeliotis
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Dear Liesbeth, Shiny Sister
It was a great joy and pleasure to have met you. You lived your life in the most impeccable way, with a pure, strong and loving intent. I remember many beautiful moments that we shared along our paths. I enjoyed it to come to your place, your joy and hospitality in having us as guests at your house, taking care of us with making delicious soups, your joyful laughter and humor. The moments of sharing stories about what was going on in our lives, practicing magical passes together, sharing the new insights gained during the witness exercises. You loved your life, your family, friends, your students, the city of Amsterdam, Buddhism, and of course your fellow Tensegrity-practitioners and Instructors!
I learned many things from you. One of the most important things that I learned from you is to step up for and love our soft side. I clearly feel your intent in this and will bring it forward into my life. Thank you for all that you have meant to me and other people, and for what you give us now along our way.
Dear Liesbeth, Shiny Sister, I see your smiling face in front of me. Wherever you are, you are in our hearts. Let your light shine, in peace and with all your power. I wish you a nourishing and beautiful journey. May the womb-power accompany you on your new travels!
With love and affection,
Geert
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For Liesbeth, I met you at my first tensegrity practice in Amsterdam, I met you a second time and you showed the female passes with such passion, abandon and detail, they stayed with me forever, Thank you for the being that you are I am grateful for your womanpower, your warmth, friendship without question, You filled a room with energy presence without fear You helped me a lot with the stalkings we did together and the time we spent to see so much beauty in life and the beauty of myself our stories seemed entwined, a joyful mirror your home a cool, dream-energy place Your strenght as a woman is my inspiration you are a true sister without holding back I love you Shanti
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