The light of day

A story of hope, love, connection and life

The last few months have been a rollercoaster of emotions for my family and me. In September my mom received news from the doctor, news that turned our world upside down. My mom who has always been very healthy, was diagnosed with a disease we never imagined she would get.

When the light of day fades away

The dark of night blinds our sight

One little light can help us see

The new we will become and be

My whole life I have been very grateful to have such a loving and supporting mom. She is one of my pillars, always guiding me to the next step of my personal path. She is a true artist, a ceramist that makes the most amazing work, under which 'Daylights' which she selflessly gives away to people who can use a light in darker times. She is the kind of mom I would wish for everybody to have. And in my reality she is immortal! Even when the time comes that she leaves her body, I am certain that she will still stand next to me (maybe even closer).

Now we received news which made that moment come close to a possible reality, there was still nothing inside of me that was afraid of losing her. Although I did feel grief inside of me, I grieved for the mom I always knew. Knowing that this process would change her, would transform her. My grieving tears made space to receive a new version of my mom. 

As brave as my mom is, she received the illness as an opportunity for inner growth, for transformation. ´It feels like I am at the start of a new adventure.’  Is what she said soon after she heard the news. With this intention she went into a deep process where she was guided by doctors, specialists and natural healing methods. Supported by a loving circle around her, she healed old and deep inner wounds, healed her body and transformed from the inside and outside. 

In this half a year of hospital visits, scans, operation and ‘lighting-therapy’, my mom’s eyes and senses were wide open. Everywhere she was, she received the most magical signs, synchronicities and miracles in support of her healing. Her healing process inspired me to face and heal my own inner wounds. It felt like she brought a challenge into our circle and we were all able to heal and learn from it. 

One of the most challenging diseases for humanity in this time, 

became a journey full of wonders, healing and transformation for all of us 

One week before my mom went into surgery my hands wrote down a story about her journey, in which her special ceramic Daylights became alive as a tool of healing. Combined with beautiful symbols it felt like this story could even become a book. At that moment I was together with my dear friend Laura Pool in Italy. When she read it, she devoted her time and writing skills to lift the story to a next level. Together we crystalised every word, every sentence, like we were tuning a radio station. Within a week the whole book was finished. At that moment we both felt so deeply that we had created something very special, that we started crying from deep within our bellies.

After my moms surgery I handed to her a book with a white linen cover and golden letters. Since that day she listened to the audio version when she woke up and when she went to bed. The story helped her in healing deep inner wounds and in opening her own wisdom, her own voice and light. Different people close to her had the same experience. This made us realise that this story has the potential to help many others as well. 

The story is written about and for my mom, tuned into her healing and transformation. But we feel that it carries the seed inside to bloom into a story which is much more than that. For that purpose to come out to the light I am rewriting the story for all moms, all daughters, for all who are receiving a disease as a gift for transformation.

“May it bring light and love to all of us

the only true healing power

that will heal us as well as the earth.”

- Tinie van Zandwijk -

(my mom)