It all began when I watched Star Trek (the original series) and images of space and planets and star ships became part of my internal visual landscape. Or perhaps it was when I first woke up, kissed by the silver light of the full moon.
But I was not just a dreamer, so I studied medicine and became a GP. Gradually it felt as if my mind was filled, wall to wall, with medical knowledge and the lives of my patients. Moving to Cornwall helped: the skies are even bigger than in the Netherlands, where I grew up.
Leaving general medicine behind has helped even more. What I did not leave behind is my interest in what it means to be human. This is what my work is about. At present it is about surrender: accepting the possibility of loss and failure and death to be able to truly live and love and fly.