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Cartoons by Jet de Wilde

Poppen dokter - Doll doctor Shop in Amsterdam

The Hague - an empty city

Decor building   Decor bouw

ShanT and Mary...

Art photography  -  Fotografie

Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag. - kinderkamer

Tarot by Sona.     Tarot kaarten van Sona.

Hand made cotton paper factory India  -  Hand geschept katoen papier India.

Statues The Hague  -  Beeldentuin Lange Voorhout Den Haag

Ardennen kanoeing  -  Ardennen kano varen

OSHO Ashram


Tibettan Pulsing Healing

Frequencies of Brilliance Shamanic Training

Diving in Egypt  -  Duiken in Egypte

Art Photography  -  Fotografie

ShanT in Nepal

My Altar - How to make an altar  -  Hoe maak je een altaar?

Schilderijen  -  Zonder stroom


Eye of GOD  -  and his face!!!

Inner Warrior Club and Marcus van Soest  -  Inner Warrior en Marcus van Soest


Flower Clown, Ronnie Flower

Tischa in Egypt

Tischa and friends


ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie

ShanT as a child  -  ShanT als kind

ShanT in India

Photography  -  fotografie

ShanT's Swans  -  zwanen

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My past lives

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   In 1989 I went into hypnosis to learn about my past lives. A man, I learned to know of, practiced this. He was a pagan druid. I had a tremendous difficult time in my relationship with Neeraja, and was looking for answers. I thought I had met her in another life, and had images and dreams about this, me killing her... I had to get out of this situation, and understand it! So I went under hypnosis. Regression.

   It went easy. I dropped in naturally. I had 2 sessions, and each of them brought me into 3 lives. While going through a tunnel of light I would suddenly be in a different body, a different surrounding, and different feeling. These are the images I had of those lives.

-The Mercenary.
   I was walking on grass. I felt lonely. I was short, I could see my hairy strong short arm, wearing leather, and a short sword on my side. My sword was for hire. I was thinking about my life, and the lack of home, the wife and kids. An overall feeling of missing love and warmth. I flashed to the end of my life, where I was sitting in a wooden chair / throne, in a tent. I was the chief of an army of bandits, rapists, killers and thieves. I was wandering what the hell I was doing here, If this was what I really wanted, when a man came into the tent and shot an arrow in my chest, pinning me onto the chair, and killing me instantly. I died.

-The prince
    I was a prince of a noble race. The men were tall and slim, with blond hair, proud. We carried long swords, and rode on our horses. Our tents were square, with pointed top

Like this one. I was going to be married to a beautiful woman. There was a problem. She wanted me to say goodbye to my invisible friend, my friend she couldn't see, or otherwise she would not marry me. My friend as my guide, so present. I felt it was necessary for my people that I would have a healthy marriage, so I told my guiding spirit my choice. He left, not to return. I cried my heart out during the session.

-The Neanderthal
   I went back to my first incarnation. I was sitting with a small group of humans, rough in the bone, hard and stupid. Dirty. We were wearing nothing more than some skins with the hair still on it. It was muddy, wet and cold. I thought about their lack of intelligence. Next moment I was on the back of a dinosaur, in the hunt. Three other men were around, trying to kill it. I got thrown off, and a three toe-ed foot with huge nails, crushed my chest. I died.

-The Samurai
   I was in a fight. I could see the steel flashing in front of my eyes. Then I saw this soldier. Traditional Chinese or Japanese soldier clothing, and a bow and arrow.

   Next moment I had an arrow in my throat. I died. Only this time it was different. Next moment I was hanging above my body, which was laying in the mud. The two Chinese warriors were kicking my body. My thoughts were with them, how stupid they were kicking this empty shell, while I had left. Suddenly I felt to let go. There was nothing to hold me there. I went up, and all around me was dark. Then there was light. I saw people, or rather their outlines around me, and I knew I was home. This was Heaven, and Nirvana. Both at the same time. This was where I belonged. But then I got pulled up again. I was surprised, and looked up. I saw the old man on the stone throne on a cloud, the triangle with the one eye, and the sun at once. This was GOD. He took me to himself, and blew everything that was cultural, manners and identifications away. Only my organs which were gold, were left. I was proud, to have so much golden organs in me, but I knew I had to go back, because not all were gold yet. 
   Next moment I fell backwards, my head snapped back, shooting down. Next moment I was sitting on the ground as a baby, in front of a farm.

   These experiences made me realize reincarnation, GOD, and the meaning of life. They were profound experiences, especially the one meeting GOD. It was a landmark in my life, looking for ways to change the rest of my organs into gold... I had some strange dreams too...


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With Dalai Lama March 2007  Including photo's from Dharmsala..

Beard lama blesses thangka's...

Dharmsala, McLeod Ganj, Monks, Temples and a lot of Um Mani Padme Um...

Nepal 2007, pictures and stories...

Intervieuw with an Australian Monk, living in a nunnery for the past 5 years in Dharmsala. How different is it compared to the commune?


Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku...
Dilgo Kyentse
Rinpoche Tulku


Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku with Tischa, my daughter...
With Tischa

Exclusive Thangka's from Nepal

Sadhu's, Sadhu's and Sadhu's...

Two clowns in Nepal, march 2007....

Greetings from Katmandu

Sadhu's, Sadhu's and Sadhu's... and a clown!

Thanka school in Nepal

Erotic ancient art from Nepal...

Orphanage, Hamro Jivan, visited by american clown, Flower clown...




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