The Heart In The Mirror

Since it is my hobby to cover up “the mystery with a label“, I have indulged myself by writing another piece of poetry:


As I look in the mirror,
A face looks back at me.


I’ve been told that face is ‘me’, but I’m not convinced. Really?


The face is part of a body,
A great vessel that I carry.


The vessel changes over the years, so where does that leave me?


The heart keeps beating,
It never gets a day off.


It should be the heart facing that mirror, embodying all my love.




I started blogging mainly because of my interest in organizational cultures and (online) communications. Over the years it has become my passion to help professionals and entrepreneurs build their dreams, accelerate their results, and create richer, more miraculous lives.
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