Happy Trails
Writer
Writing, to me, is telling. Whether it is a poem, a song, a book, a film, a joke, a commercial, your life story… You tell a story: in images, words, music.
We have all been given that gift: to share our stories with each other. And to bring them to life, we need one another. Writer and reader. Storyteller and listener. Performer and audience…
We need each other in this co-creative process. Without each other no story is ever truly “finished”. Does it even exist if nobody knows about it? As the famous Zen koan goes: “If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?”
To my mind it is exactly the same with writing and storytelling: it connects us with one another. With those close to us, our communities and the world around us… And across time as well: with those who came before us and “on whose shoulders we stand”. Just as with those who will come after us. So simple. And so essential.
Whether it happens over the phone, around a campfire, through a card or a film that touches you: we are all human. And thanks to the exchange of our stories we can keep growing and enriching ourselves and each other, time and again. What a miracle that is, and what a joy…? That it “simply” belongs to being human? And yes, as far as I am concerned: I want to keep writing and co-creating stories happily ever after.
Happy Trails to You!
Poems
OVERVLOED (H. Van Nylen)
Focus minder
Op gemis en
Meer op wat er
Nu al is.
KOPJE ZON (H. Van Nylen)
Met mijn koffiekop
Onder de hazelnootboom
Slurp ik de zon op.
Mug
Dutch (own text & voice)
2018
SOWIESO (H. Van Nylen)
Jij bent waardevol
Omdat je bestaat.
En je bestaat
Omdat je waardevol bent.
Jij bent belangrijk.
Essentieel,
Onmisbaar….
-Sowieso.
“Hildegard has a pleasant lightness of language, creates inspiring images and through it all you feel her great musicality. She conveys her deeply felt certainty that all is well in an endearing way. Many beautiful lines flow from her pen, and that it has nothing to do with floating angels is shown, for instance, by the chorus line: ‘Later, when I am dead, I will become earth again.’ May that ‘later’ take a very long time, so we can keep enjoying her unique talent.”