It accommodates the The Ministry of General Affairs, the office of The Prime Minister, and the States General of the Netherlands.
This Gothic castle had housed counts and historical figures who to this day have taken their places within the history of the Dutch. As you enter the complex, you have the Ridderzaal or Knight’s Hall in English, which stands tall with the huge Gothic fountain in front of her. There is also a huge statue of King Willem II outside of the Binnenhof, standing and guarding all of the children.
This complex is where all of the Dutch politicians and even the general public gather.
I had watched this complex as an outsider, as an admirer of old Gothic buildings, and as an admirer of history.
The whispers of the past singing in the air, the tears, and sorrows of true lovers gone unheard as with time, even the tears of true lovers had but dried up. I watched the Gothic fountain standing tall within this square. She, the Gothic fountain, was still holding on to the tears of the past.
I was not interested in the political division but in the united love the politicians had for their country.
Dutch citizens had lined up to watch their politicians representing them.
I thought of the past generations and wondered were they too able to voice their concerns?
I knew again I was placing the characters of my upcoming novel in this Gothic castle and I did not even think how today this was housing politicians not love stories lost in time.
I had taken a tour of the Ridderzaal and had climbed the stairs to see the room where you could see how the King and Queen come here on Prinsjesdag.
Grand and amazing is this place as she has so much history buried within her. Peace and serenity were within her chest as I felt this amazing peace within her.
I had also visited the the Dutch House of Representatives within this square. I watched how involved the politicians and the citizens were with each other. This country had more than thirty different political parties sitting in this chamber and ruling. The different coalition groups and The Prime Minister Mark Rutte are an example of union and sacrifice for one’s own country and is above any personal political ambition.
I watched how this Honorable Prime Minister lives as an example for we the common people around this globe. I had said in a lot of my previous blog posts as to why I admire this Prime Minister. After my visit to Binnenhof, I realized how I love this country. Amazing is this square where all the politicians gather. I knew this place must have placed a blessed sacred prayer on this Prime Minister as to how he lives and sets an example for all around this globe. I knew this Prime Minister was born and raised in this city. Also, I wondered did his father bring him here as a child and show him this blessed Gothic castle?
I will say though, my entire visit through this amazing complex was an adventure through my sacred dreams and my upcoming book.
I know true love exists, be it amongst soulmates walking throughout eternity. Or, historical figures guiding their nation for the love of their country throughout time through examples of lives lived.
After my visit through the Binnenhof, I had found peace within my soul.
The journey of a traveler is but the sacred blessing throughout time. Each traveler gathers within his or her journal and secretly spreads it to the future generations to come. It is how mystics are born. The borders between lands become invisible through the blessed travel journals of the sacred souls.
Today, you too could take a journey through this Gothic building and see firsthand how the Dutch politicians are so open and kind to their citizens.
I have personally walked through this building complex every time I went back to my hotel. Each time, I had seen politicians talking and walking with the citizens. The complete atmosphere here is like the olden days.
In the olden days, a leader would sit in the village square.
I walked through this square. As I walked, had thought how amazing this place is. You could go and have fresh baked bread from Het Plein behind the Binnenhof. Or, have fish from the fish vendor in front.
The news crews were always present running after the politicians for any breaking news.
I would want to invite all of you. Visit this great European Gothic castle, if ever in this part of Europe. This is a sacred place where your journey too would become a part of history. You might make it within the books of history as a politician. Or, maybe just within the words of your personal family and friends.
Remember to keep all the lanterns of hope glowing as you walk through this blessed complex.
You also might just see the blessed Prime Minister of the Netherlands, Mark Rutte. I had written about my encounter with this sacred soul within a blog post I called, “Prime Mark Rutte: A Human With Humanity.” However, this encounter did not happen within the Binnenhof complex.
Before your visit though, do look up all the historical facts about this Gothic castle. Then, awaiting your arrival, would be all the known, unknown stories of the past inhabitants of the Binnenhof.
Please look out for my next blog post on Madurodam, again a wonderful love story between a son and his blessed parents.
Blessings from Seattle,
*This is the fourth post in my series A Traveler’s Journal.