Sometimes you wake up or stop in your tracks and everything you did in the past year seems like a distant past, like a different self, like a dream. This morning is one of these days. For the last 5 years, I worked in regenerative agriculture, around management, as well as very hands-on. Like this …
It’s 04:30, and I can’t sleep anymore. I’ve been lying awake for an hour, listening to the wind outside the van and to the whirlwind of thoughts inside my head. I am back in Germany for less than 24 hours, and my brain is completely overstimulated. The intensity of conversations, the people, the city, its …
Coming back from the off-grid hike in the very north of Sweden, I also came back with a fresh look at my digital work. When I sat on the bus back from the hike, I was almost scared to be back in mobile service. To be present again on platforms like this here. Why am …
Time. One of our most precious resources. It’s also sort of weird to think of it as a resource. Probably the invention of the clock and then the watch made it a resource. Not just for ourselves, but for everyone interested in doing something with our time. Nowadays, like yesterdays, when someone actually takes their …
I sit over my finished lunch. Eggs, bacon, and a leftover of fat and onions from a roast I made a week ago. I look at my greasy plate. I pick it up and lick it clean. Thoughts cross my mind, above all my mum’s voice. “You’re not supposed to do that!” “That’s not good …
Today I look at myself and have to smile. It looks like I’m turning into this land. When we arrived 10 weeks ago, in a winter storm and with snow piled high along the roads, we stopped at a second-hand shop and got ourselves some well-maintained warm winter gear – snow pants and a thick …
That’s my magic number. If I go on a walk and I make it to 20.000 steps before I stop, not just my whole day, but my whole week will be better. 7.000 steps per day and I feel okay.15.000 steps per day and my body is good.20.000 steps in one go and it’s like …
I slaughtered my first animal this week. A dairy goat kid which was supposed to be taken out like almost all of them. Because there’s no place for male and many female goat kids in the dominant dairy system. No place, no value. We walk calmly through the straw pen in which the herd is …
Today I turn 44. I knew for a while that I didn’t want to be a family father in the classic way with my own kids. Although I have a great love for kids and adore my nieces and nephews. I love to work with teenagers and Twens. But now it’s really sinking in this …
I’m back in my hometown for a visit. It’s 13° C and feels so much like spring, although we are still in den midst of February. I finish my computer work early and head out into the sun. In Sweden, I’m outside every day multiple times. Here, it is just easy to forget. I leave …