I try to capture moments in life. Regenerative thoughts or just small vignettes of the everyday. Like about a night in a van or a really good coffee. Or a meaningful experience on one of the beautiful farms I work with, which brought me back slightly changed.
Life gives us stories every single day. This is my personal journey from being an in-house consultant with 12-hours-days to being a backyard explorer to being a facilitator in regeneration who thrives for our small, personal narratives.
Along the way, I’m looking for fellow humans, their inspiration, and their creativity.
Being good. And doing good.
The heaviness of the last day sets in. I don’t really wanna go back but my ankle tell me it’s okay. Six days with a heavy backpack, barefoot shoes, and
Last night, when I lay awake because of the wind rushing through the trees around me, I felt so deeply grateful and happy to be here. That fascinates me during
I slept well, the wind caressing the night, and my dreams were vivid. I wrap up my stuff, hanging it on all sides of the tent. There’s a herd of
It is 04:00 am when I decide to end the night. I sit up and try to assess the situation. What a rough night. Wind and strong gusts came from
I listen to the river rushing down in the valley and the soft rain drops hitting the tent. It’s 3 am. Yesterday was the first time in a long time
I’m walking away from the bus station and feel the weight of my backpack. Why did I have to get more food? Last night, after arriving in Kiruna after a
