• Where the pomegranates grow.

    Yesterday autumn stepped through the door, unexpected and anticipated. The lake covered itself in choppy waves, blurring the horizon into an illusion of infinity. Seagulls are flying, the wind is coming from far, bringing with him long forgotten stories and desires of the past. The red of these walls matches the color of the chestnut…


  • “What does my body already know, that my mind hasn’t caught up to yet?”

    Little pieces of paper I keep in my pockets, I pull them out and read: “What does my body already know, that my mind hasn’t caught up with yet?” And suddenly in the middle of the biggest crisis, my instinctive answer surprised me; “That I am always safe, that I have enough, that I am…


  • 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…


  • What if I just allow myself to get there?

    A bit stressed because I feel like by now I have to have the perfect format for this Blog figured out. At the same time I am well aware, that this is neither possible nor necessary. I have this neat picture in my head. Sharing value to you who reads. Short, to the point and…


  • 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…


  • Moving out of my room and into my sleeping bag.

    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…


  • 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…


  • 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…


  • It sucks to do the right thing!

    The few things that distinguish us humans from other animals are our thumb and our capacity to think. Our thumb is a pretty cool tool to grab things. Meanwhile our ability to think gets us in trouble as much as out off. Does a tree ask when it’s time to stop growing? As far as…


  • How deep is your relationship to your ego?

    One reason why I love to to go on cycling trips so much, is because it teaches me a lot about pretty much anything in life. Pedaling up and down, far and wide became a Metaphor I can fit into many challenging situations. And when I don’t know where to go with my life cycling…