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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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All of Me at the Top of the Mountain.
Have you ever found yourself standing at a crossroads, unsure of which path to take? “What is it that you are going to teach me today?”, I wonder as I get out of bed long before sunrise. As many other times I had been tempted to ignore the alarm and stay in these cushions. They…
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Overcoming Fear and Discomfort
In the morning I wake up in a thick soup of fog. My sleeping bag is drenched wet and I can not see further than I reach with my arm. I had slept alright, actually really good considering that I had been sleeping on the roots of a tree. Thanks to myself being too lazy…
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Violent storms and kind strangers.
The sixth day of bikepacking in France by myself. The chirping of the first birds on the morning wakes me up. Through the windows of the barn that was my shelter for the night I see the sky, still dark, a few clouds. As more and more birds enter the morning symphony, I pack up…
kesityu. 