Stories So Far.

My personal regenerative journey.

Wait, where have I been when? And what happened there that I want to remember? Sometimes, in order to make memories stick, let information become experience and knowledge, you need to write them down. I need to write them down. To be able to go back. To be able to reflect. These are insights, moments, and anecdotes about life, travels, and the people I have met and don’t want to forget.

The River.

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

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Land Stewards and Artists

Being a good land steward, like being an artist, requires seeing beyond the status quo and envisioning something else, while meanwhile, all the rest of the world chases after (monetary) success and reaches a status of busy-ness. Some days it’s just going to be really hard to be walking such

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Sometimes – by David Whyte

Sometimesif you move carefullythrough the forest breathinglike the onesin the old stories who could crossa shimmering bed of dry leaveswithout a sound, you cometo a placewhose only task is to trouble youwith tinybut frightening requests conceived out of nowherebut in this placebeginning to lead everywhere. Requests to stop whatyou are

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A Community Context,

Last week, we worked within a community on creating their personal Holistic Context. It takes time and the willingness of all the decision-makers to come together and create the space to work together on the how. But the depth of conversation and the better understanding of each other is invaluable

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Getting off screens to be able to really see.

Today is one of these relapse days where I can’t see well with my right eye. Well, in the outside world I actually can. But it’s the digital screens where I have it blurred all over and can’t read a line no matter how big the font is. I am

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Offline weekend – part 2.

“This is the longest power out I’ve experienced in Sweden”, Anna says. She is heading down to the lake, armed with a hatchet, to get some water from underneath the ice. I’m making coffee on the camper van’s gas stove with the water we have left. No morning without our

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Offline weekend – part 1.

“We have finally Internet! Don’t expect to see us this weekend“, we write jokingly into our village WhatsApp group. The fun actually lasts 20 minutes. I have just filled our soup bowls for tonight‘s dinner when – swoosh – all the lights go off. A quick check out of the

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This was my start.

This was it. I had just finished books on market gardening and my first Holistic Management training, and wanted to do something while still living in Berlin. Together with others we leased a strip of arable land to grow our vegetables for a season. I was excited! And then reality hit.

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Holistic Management: A date with the land

Going on a date with the land.

I spend the last 5 weeks harvesting vegetables, in few sunny, mostly misty rainy mornings.  Why? To learn something new and get an inside into a part of agriculture I haven’t had yet. Of workflows and needs. Also, a warm place to stay and good food to eat with people

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holistic management is community

Creating community to regenerate landscapes

„What are you currently working on?“  Good question. I guess our direct work revolves around regenerative agriculture and supporting farmers and teams in their transition towards a regenerative approach. Using management practices from system thinking, holistic management, permaculture, and lean management.  Yet, a second layer of work follows us into

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holistic management

Management for regeneration.

What actually is Holistic Management? The thought crosses my mind while sitting in the field and harvesting vegetables. As I still get asked this question, and keep refining and adding different aspects to the answer, here is a current take on it. Holistic Management is in its origin a land

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Falling.

This morning, everything feels different. Well, not everything. Something and something significant.  The last weeks have been a sequence of ups and downs. For feelings and health on the inside and temperature and weather on the outside. Bouncing forward and backward. Lush green grass on the fields next to fiery

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When one becomes many.

Four days, six people. Mostly manual work. Preserving what can be preserved as cuts, ground beef, glass-jar-meat, tallow, jelly, and broth.  The house smells like grease while the pots are bubbling down the fat. Upstairs we are still processing fresh meat in the half outside, half inside makeshift facility. The

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The care for our things.

I look at my headphones. It takes me now two hands to put them on. One ear pad has become loose. Well, it fell off. But I can still make it work somehow. The head phones are 5 1/2 years old and I bought them with the money from my

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A place to belong.

We are driving to Sweden, long hours behind and some before us. Hours sprinkled with stops along lakes, coffee breaks underneath pine trees, and sing-a-longs in the car. One thought keeps coming back to me on these curvy roads through endless forests. More a theme than a thought. A deep

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