About Celesta

Human Nonsense Since 1966

I’ve been here since 1966, observing human nonsense and wondering what the hell everyone is doing.

I am most likely your escape in case of desperation. And hopefully, somewhere between all the everyday nonsense, you might even learn something from how I’ve handled more than 100.000 daily obstacles, unexpected situations, chaotic life issues, stress, people, debt and health problems without pulling someone’s tongue through their ears and back, knot included.

I’ve spent 60 years dealing with it and somewhere along the way, I discovered that almost everything becomes slightly more survivable when you can find something ridiculous in it.

So that’s what I do here.

My Turbo Quick Timeline: successful, sick, broke, 30 years immune deficiency sucked, then successful again, pandemic, cursing, got back up again.

When I was 2 years old and hardly could talk I already harassed my mom with all life questions you could think of, armed with with my dad’s awesome taperecorder’s microphone.

Don’t ask me why I was such an asking machine and even a better insane objective commenter and Oracle of infinite wisdom myself.

I always seem to astound my momster with my remarkable life insights, which flushed all present knowledge (dictated by society) down the drain.

I’ve always had questions.

At two years old I was already asking why I was me and not somebody else. Sixty years later, very little has improved.

If anything, there are more questions now.

Why does laundry never actually disappear?

Why does a sandwich always land exactly the wrong way up?

Why can you stand stirring oatmeal for an unreasonable amount of time before discovering the stove isn’t even on?

Why do completely innocent situations somehow turn into chaos and public disturbances the moment I arrive?

Nobody knows.

Least of all me.

But somebody has to document it. That’s an chronic ongoing disturbing habit of mine.

Apparently.

That’s where Celesta.nl comes in.

Unfortunately for humanity: I didn’t change.

At all.

So in the framework of figuring out why on earth I’m dropped on this planet and all related life questions I started blogging about my insane and mentally retarded life without the help of medicines, drugs or alcohol in 1999.

Welcome to the Human Nonsense Department

The Anti-Influencer

I somehow ended up being what I call an anti-influencer.

Not because I’m against influencers. I’m not.

I’m just spectacularly bad at pretending life is perfect, everything is amazing and I woke up looking like this.

Instead, I document what actually happens: the nonsense, the failures, the weird people, suspicious objects, unfortunate photos, things nobody needed to know and myself regularly being part of the problem.

I’m not showing you a perfect life. I can barely locate one. I’m showing you the bits that should probably have been deleted.

Basically providing evidence that nobody has their shit together.

About becoming entrepreneur in 1989 with an obnoxious school mate who turned into a husband, about trying to remain myself and be myself’s best friend while having an unknown disease (for 30y), conquering 9.999.999 daily obstacles, while being succesfull, broke and successful again and mainly how to deal with unconcerned (read: shitty) people along the way.

En route I interviewed many celebrities for our (then) kidsTV program, have been published in well known magazines myself (not nude though) and did my prestigious projects appear on national tv.

Then I suddenly became ‘the mom of’ because my daughter became worldwide known as a leading Octopus aka Quadridexter ambidexter being able to use multiple limbs and creating 8 realistic drawings and paintings with feet and hands upside down at the same time.

Since 2010 I’ve been busy writing a moronic book about my oh-so-normal existence. A saga complete with absurd tales of embitterment and lunacy that are sure to leave you sniffing up your TV-set through your nose, no clue why.

I am NOT a Life Coach, but I totally should be.