Blog posts about ’outlook-on-li’

Lady of the Tower

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on friday 11 january 2019

Montserrat by Josep Monter


She is my friend

As the late summer sun rose, its rays slowly filtering through the misty haze, Benedicto climbed steadily up the steep, rocky slope in the foothills just outside his village. After walking for an hour or so, the nonagenarian stopped to catch his breath. He looked into the distance to take in the magnificent view before him. While he rubbed at his grey, gristly beard, his mind wandered off to the days when he was a young boy.


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Hold on, be strong

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on tuesday 11 december 2018

Black Panther by Ian Lindsay


Kindle your inner power

From the very beginning, I followed the Way of Love with them, Yeshua and Magdalena. Together with her, I stood by him as he hung on the cross. And afterwards, I sailed with her to the shores of the Languedoc to spread his teachings from the Book of Love. I am here to guide those in need of healing, so they may rediscover their inner power and reawaken.


From: The Story of the Black Madonna


Tears of joy flowed over Sarah’s face when her newborn baby boy, wrapped in a warm blanket, was placed in her arms. She took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. The scent of new life and purity. For a few moments, she was able to forget her life of destitution and loneliness. All that mattered to her now was her son. A strong and healthy boy to whom no gift could compare. Filled with gratitude, she closed her eyes and let her weary body rest.


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And the wind whispered - Episode 25

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on friday 6 july 2018


Outback Australia by Jenny Rollo


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Episode 25

The next day at work found Dave Frankston feeling elated. Everything was going as planned and now Conno had phoned him yesterday evening with the news that he was coming to the reunion, he could start making arrangements. First on his list was contacting Debbie’s biological mother. Suddenly, elation made way for a surge of anxiety. How would her mother react? ‘Well, mate, there’s no turning back now,’ he said to himself as he poured himself a cup of nice strong tea and walked over to his desk.


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Here comes the Sun

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on friday 1 june 2018


The Call by Mario Magallanes


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Part 5 in the Helena Series


“Ohhh,” Helena and Marlon sighed as the most radiant sun they had ever seen, appeared before them.

They gazed at the sun to see it transform into a smiling woman’s face so full of love that it brought tears to their eyes. A warm and gentle voice spoke.

“Dear children, I am called Tamar. Please, come closer.”

The two friends did as they were asked.

“My name is Helena,” Helena said without the slightest hesitation.

“And I am called Marlon,” Marlon added with equal enthusiasm.

“Yes, I know, my little wise ones. I have been watching you from above since the day you were born.”

“Were you expecting us, Tamar?” Helena asked.

Tamar smiled.

“Yes, I was indeed. Just as humankind has been expecting me for thousands of years.”

“So, you are the long-expected Sun,” Helena said to her own surprise, as the words did not feel as if they were her own.

“Yes, I am,” Tamar replied, “and to the ancients I am also known as Sirius.”


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Dear Mrs. God

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on friday 11 may 2018


Mamas Hand by Valerio lo Bello


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Part 4 in the Helena Series


After enjoying the view at the bayou, Helena and Marlon walked back to the gardens of the grand old house. There they stood beside Grandma’s oak again. Out of reverence for the wise old tree, they hesitated to lay their hands on its sturdy, grooved bark. Instead, they stood there for a while holding hands. In doing so, they soon noticed how powerful the oak was even at a distance. It filled them with a sense of calm.


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