I was here on earth more than this lifetime, I remember several former lives. It is a bless and a doom to remember., but I hope that by this website more people who recognize just as me; know that we are not alone.


                                    with love Manojero 

They call it highly sensitive people who have a very sensitive nature in 2008 I first came into contact with it through Elaine Aron’s book Highly sensitive persons. A world opened up to me for the first time in years I understood that it had a name. I’ve struggled all my life with tensions I didn’t understand why, with allergies that often made life very difficult for me, the lonely feeling of not belonging and not being able to function in a group or workplace. Everything became clear to me through the book and after working through it, it really is a workbook, I also understood my sixth sense feeling people and remembering my incarnations. After this revelation, I went looking for workshops on this matter and soon found out that this is not the place for me to learn how to deal with it, advice was given on how to close yourself to negativity and how to protect by golden imaginary cloths or circles … or stones .. Too vague for me, I wanted more depth in it and understand it better, I was looking for a place where I could rest and experience: why am I here what is my path and how can I function better in this hectic society. Nature turned out to be a good place to go this way, there was little energy, no tension and silence, many hours I spent in forests, heaths and mountains. The special thing about the Path that I had gone up in the meantime, there were new encounters of recognitions of people, who each also experienced that they were Highly Sensitive, they walked along the Path and everyone gave me and probably me them a piece with which to continue on everyone’s own Path. Now it is 2020, 12 years further, 12 years of growth, what a lot has happened. I know better what I stand for who Marjon is. My soul has shown itself to me through memories, dreams and feelings. More and more I come to places where I feel at home and I remember the bizarre fact that mistletoe is my guide. The place where I was born, the mistletoe bulbs hang in the trees, places where mistletoe hang in trees are places I have been in one of my many lives. It is a kind of travel guide through this life very beautiful how everything is connected once you are awake enough to see it all not only with your eyes, but your inner-self.



Sometimes I justify the words I spill
Like spitting ambers they spoke and kill
Outside my troubles are colder

But in these eyes the melody smolders
I know the whispers they hurt sometimes
They swell and fracture my vital light
But can't you see the sanity in my epiphany
Let me cure these blackened hearts
Let me show you one last time
Let me show you one last sign
You can find it
I can say that I can change the world
But if you let me
I can make another world for us
Let me suffer all for you
Make this vision all brand new
We can fight them
I can say that I can win it all
Come with me and I will make my worst untold
Let me do this

Simplicitate cordis quaerite illum quoniam
Invenitur ab his qui non tentant illum

I am here for all to see
In my bones there's dignity
I will fight them
I can say that I can change the world
But if you let me
I can change the world for us
Come with me and
Make this vision all brand new
We can fight them
I can say that I can win it all
Come with me and
I will make my worst untold
Let me do this

I am here
To rejoice
To revenge
To resolve
To be longed for
To be longed for
I am here (if you want this)
To rejoice (if you want this)
To revenge
To resolve
To be longed for
To be longed for

I am here
I am here

Sometimes I justify the words I spill
Like secret angels they test your will
Outside my troubles are over
But in your eyes the melody is frozen

the words I spill
Like spitting ambers they spoke and kill
Outside my troubles are colder

But in these eyes the melody smolders
I know the whispers they hurt sometimes
They swell and fracture my vital light
But can't you see the sanity in my epiphany
Let me cure these blackened hearts
Let me show you one last time
Let me show you one last sign
You can find it
I can say that I can change the world
But if you let me
I can make another world for us
Let me suffer all for you
Make this vision all brand new
We can fight them
I can say that I can win it all
Come with me and I will make my worst untold
Let me do this

Simplicitate cordis quaerite illum quoniam
Invenitur ab his qui non tentant illum

I am here for all to see
In my bones there's dignity
I will fight them
I can say that I can change the world
But if you let me
I can change the world for us
Come with me and
Make this vision all brand new
We can fight them
I can say that I can win it all
Come with me and
I will make my worst untold
Let me do this

I am here
To rejoice
To revenge
To resolve
To be longed for
To be longed for
I am here (if you want this)
To rejoice (if you want this)
To revenge
To resolve
To be longed for
To be longed for

I am here
I am here

Sometimes I justify the words I spill
Like secret angels they test your will
Outside my troubles are over
But in your eyes the melody is frozen

Magdalene has been such an important part of my life since 2010 that in the meantime I see the boundaries between me and her becoming blurred.

The principle of being a woman the denial of our divine forces hurt me. Healing birth and love are not honored still. The woman in 2020 is not appreciated in her vallue and even many women consciously or unconsciously participate in this form of female "backlog" by not choosing to be a woman, but to let themselves be formed in the masculine view and thereby lose and forget their Divine Goddess.

Timeless this is how I experience this life there is no here and now there is present and past there is memory and recognition through the ages nothing that was never there nothing that will never be .... it "is" and the timeless character is wonderful.

Everything returns in an other shape.

a seed becomes a new life

we are seeds too

when we die our seed will bloom again

we will return'

we rebirth

don’t be afraid to die

we all are seeds who will be here again

and when we remember

we know life is a kind of pearl

all pearls of all our lives becomes

a necklace

Rebirth