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 year, where, next to ecological monitoring and holistic management, I also milked 190 goats and helped my wife graze a herd on the mountain pasture.
It was a very intense year. And still, now that I’m calm, it feels like that wasn’t me.
The Leon who worked with regenerative agriculture seems like a different person. Same with the Leon, who worked for many years in process optimization, innovation, and agile management. The Leo,n who facilitated design thinking workshops around sustainability and circular economy.
I feel separate from these experiences. And I can’t explain why.
Between the years, the days after Christmas and before the new year have fully started, is a special time in the yearly cycle. When we can actively remember what has happened this year, when we can look with clarity and an emotional distance at the things we have done so far.
In this moment, our heart and gut, and mind are not invested, fighting or defending something. We have the chance to decide what to do with what we see.
We have the power of good decision-making while carrying our gut and our heart, and our mind with us.
Should I continue my work in agriculture? Should I focus on regenerative management? Go back to design thinking? Or is there something completely different that wants to come to the surface, that wants to be me?
Yes, this morning feels absolutely weird, and it fits.
Between the years.
