
Your journey is your journey. – Midlife reflection Part 2
Everything hurts. I crawl down from the upper bunk bed and try to loosens some of the stuff muscles I didn’t even know existed. I can barely lift my left
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.

Everything hurts. I crawl down from the upper bunk bed and try to loosens some of the stuff muscles I didn’t even know existed. I can barely lift my left

The mountain wasn’t happy. I was shuffling against wind, fog, snow, and rain. I couldn’t see much. I was so new to skiing that the bad visibility made me either

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I remember the night when I found it. I had looked at the night sky for years, maybe for decades, but always needed someone else to point it out to

Experience. We learn through experiences. We change how we do things or even adapt our worldview through experiences. We can relate to others when we have similar experiences as they
