Reason # 59 TOO MANY BLESSINGS to count - because “This water lives in Mombasa anyway. It’s only passing through here.”

 And here we find ourselves, at the doorstep of the celebration.

 Even that in itself is yet one more blessing.



What a ride this blog has been; - to remember and re-visit, and count and be filled with gratitude. Sorry if I have worn you out at times. But hey, I am almost 60 now! so I don't care too much about that anymore ha ha. "You do YOU, and I will do ME" like my one good friend always reminds me. And it seems I am starting to, at long last, get the perfect balance and hang to do the "Me" business! (yet I am still clinging to the idea that we are all one!) (at least, we are all part of the ONE!!)


Tomorrow, God willing, I will conclude this wonderful journey of identifying blessings. But as I type here, I already know, that the most important thing that I have learned from this blog and taking the time to count my blessings, is that I discovered that they are way more than 60!!!!

And how I am already looking forward to the new blessing on their way still. Thank you, special people, for being in my life and all you meant to me and will still in future. This remains one of my biggest blessings and items of gratitude.


My close friends know that I start my day, every morning with a prayerful gratitude meditation ritual. For that purpose I  have developed a series of codes which I draw every morning. And as I draw the symbols of gratitude, a magical thing happens - Spirit Source also draws closer to me.


I also have a bell in my house, which I ring every time I feel grateful for something. I am happy to report: that bell rings often in my life. I ring it even for the little things like having electricity to boil water for coffee or the abundance of having vegetables in my house. Heck, I even ring it for the things that seems off, because by now I know the inner workings of the Universe. These moments are also just disguise gifts of teachings or guidance in wrapping paper we don't recognize straight away. Often I have looked back in retrospect and got that. Hence, now I even say THANK YOU for the coming teaching, lesson or point of growth.

Ring that Bell!!      Link: Ring My Bell song Anita Ward







And now on to Terry!

I have a painting in my room painted by the Artist Terry. When I saw that painting it spoke to me in so many ways that I bought it straight away!


Now, as you know, I love my paintings, so for that one to make it into my bedroom shows how much it means to me. She seems a bit melancholic, but she brings me a beautiful reminder every morning. As I great her, I say, "Hi Terry, we are yet again blessed with the gift of a new day. And so we have a choice, we can either experience this day as a  TERRIBLE or  TERRIFIC one". Most days we succeed in experiencing the later.




I ring my bell, I do my meditation, I talk to my spirit people and I connect to Skyy and Spirit and I count my blessings.

Thank you for popping in to help me count.


In this Blog, we still did not get to say thank you for all the "mooi goedjies" in my life which is also such a blessing to me -  like the beforementioned Paintings. My beloved Books! My boxes with Argive materials. My lovely crockery and cutlery and candle holders and all sorts of weird and wonderful collected stuff that helps me to show the world how my soul vibrates and that I love serenity and ambiance.

All the beautiful letters I received from friends and family. The stories that I have written that is floating in Cyberspace or argive boxes. The gifted poem collection(the original typed ones) from my dear friend Ettienne. My many own poems scattered in drawers and notebooks.

They are all offerings of thanks and gratitude scattered across the fields and horizons of my existence.


Tomorrow we will summarize this Blog and leave for Strandfontein. Me with my kids to go visit Albert in his beautiful Strandhuis to do like old friends and family do.



We have lots and lots to celebrate. This blog is proof of that.

Thank you!

Link: Abba Song The way old friends do



ps about  “This water lives in Mombasa anyway. It’s only passing through here.”

That line comes from “Out of Africa” (1985) 

One of my favorite bits is an exchange between Karen Blixen (Meryl Streep) and her servant, Farah (Malick Bowens). Early in the film, Karen is overseeing the damming of a river for her new coffee plantation. Farah shakes his head, warning her, “This water lives in Mombasa.” She pays no attention.

However, near the end of the film, her dreams destroyed by fire and then sudden flooding, Karen finally gives up and puts her hand on Farah’s arm to stop his effort to repair the broken dam. “Let it go,” she tells him. “Let it go. This water lives in Mombasa, anyway.”



LINK: Fire Clip from Movie

LINK: This water lives in Mombasa scene

16 July 2025


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