i.ma.gi.na.ção: About the Dutch beach and thankfulness

Yesterday my friend Alice posted something on her blog telling that we in Brazil celebrate the suffering holly Friday with all the pain & withdraws we deserve and here in Netherlands we have two Easter days to celebrate LIFE and nobody thinks about the so called "Good Friday" ...

My lazy worker green legs view of a wonderful day at the beach.

This remark has put my mind to work.

And the happiest child in the world, with the only thing he can think about: a hot dog with A LOT OF MAYO!

For a coincidence, I start reading "In Europe" from Geertz Mak. And when I opened the first page, I came across this saying from Jorge Luis Borges: "A man sets out to chart the world. Through the years, he peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, tools, stars, horses and people. Shortly before his death he discovers that the patient labyrinth of lines traces the images of his own face."

That was enough to make my heart rest.

It was just one sunny day in Holland. In Rio we have 270 days a year like the one we had today at Frogland. But here, everything gets a bit different. I have been to the beach. And every single soul around me was happy: the kids, the parents, the babies, the dogs, the waiters.. an endless list of poor souls, in the middle of our almost 7 billion inhabitants on this world, that where happy.

Talking about happiness....

And this is one of the differences I appreciate on this strange people from Frogland: they work very hard. There is hardly a pause for lunch. They go ON TIME home, to have the evening meal together with the family. And we have a couple of public holiday days between April and June. Next stop? DECEMBER! When a day like this comes, it's a real bless.

At Frogland we have no fancy hospitals. When you get ill, you just hear from the doctor that "everything is gonna be all right" but they save you from all complicated names that classify your state. Do you need to stay in the hospital? Be thankful if you have 1/20th of a nurse and a nice guest dividing the room with you: you are in a socialist country.

But what I see here is how [almost] everybody takes care of their own garden: their physical garden, their emotional garden, and their daily garden. Every single person DO THEIR JOBS and do not sit on the beach complaining that "The Government" didn't do something.

Oh how I am complaining isn't it? No, I am not complaining. I just want to share something that started right above on this post, and I am going to repeat it and I want it to be written on my T-Shirt into my coffin:

We are responsible for your own destiny on this earth. We make choices. We have a DNA and a brain but all the rest its our own choice. The chances might not be perfectly visible for us, but they exist.

Thank you, thank you, than you, as Allanis said.

The shadow photograph and the two boys getting back home at 7:30PM

Ah, I was just playing the bitch by posting beautiful pictures while digressing about the things I want to share ;) I just wish I could make this clear to every person on this world, before they get back to the big light! So I kept two stories into one post.