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Allowing the feeling to be felt.
Just feeling the feeling and going through it. Nothing else. Even though all my notebooks are full of intentions to live my life more cyclical, I had completely forgotten about this. “What season am I in right now?” was one of them. But maybe I have to ask at an even smaller level. Maybe a…
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Transforming fear into growth.
When I feel the fear I think I am all alone with it. When I name it in front of someone else for the first time I feel shy and nervous. “How embarrassing to admit…” I think. Until I give words to my feelings. And then they are met in resonance. I relax, I gain…
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There is no reason, not to grow.
Kafka said something in the lines of: “When you live you don’t write.” I picked up that sentence in my last year of high school. Somewhere in between a lot of books I didn’t feel like reading. I certainly didn’t feel like reading Kafka, but since I heard that phrase I sympathized with him, nonetheless.…
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Another face of freedom – Sitting with myself in silence.
So much happens, I barely have the time to digest it. Think about it or write about it. Thousands of photos are piling up in my phone. And in my note book I place phrases and words, hoping they’ll make me remember all these thoughts later on. But now that I sit in someone else…
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What is it all about?
The patterns always repeat themselves. I can see it almost literally. The beginning is always difficult, it takes time to arrive into anything new. I start to remember why I do this, cycling around by myself, for those fragile moments. Sandra welcomes me into her home. The few times we saw each other so far…
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How do you arrive back in the present moment?
8:29 in the morning I am sitting in an armchair, my laptop on my knees. When I peak through the windows I see immense mountains in every direction. With their majestic energy they reach high up into the sky. And make me feel appropriately small in their presence. My body still remembers the last three…
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Moving out of my room and into my sleeping bag.
How do you even say that? I am moving out, literally, out into the wild. I am moving into my sleeping bag and onto my bike. I am also moving into my tent from time to time. This project has been luring somewhere in the near future for months now. Far enough to idealize yet…
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Discomfort is where the magic happens.
“How much discomfort do we have to overcome on the way to growth?” I wonder sometimes. Recently I cycled up a steep hill in the dark. It wasn’t that long, yet those 15minutes where enough to get me in sweat and my legs to hurt. It became a little ritual to me, to cycle and…
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It’s not what you have it’s what you do.
Some people are rich and some aren’t. Some have a six-pack some don’t. Some people just have good luck in life and some life with bad luck. Some people are happy and some aren’t. For many years I thought: “That’s just the way I am. And that is how they are.” Not noticing I have…
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The taste of Freedom.
How does true freedom feel? It’s not about the place. It’s not about the time. It’s not about what you have or don’t have. Then what is it about? My lips stick together as I try to dislodge a piece of nuts from between my teeth. My forehead is covered in sweat some other drops…