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 coffee ritual. I went outside …

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 window shows us that it’s …

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. Sand and dirt. 40 minutes …

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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 every conversations and relationship.  A …

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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 management approach that aims to …

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 red rose hip on bushes. …

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 sun is kind to us …

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 longing for a place to …