When you have no idea of what to do with your life and 30 days to figure that out
2019 offered me a white canvas. Involuntarily. Within 6 months, I broke up, moved out and into a new place. Got promoted. And fired.
As my family and I were sitting on the porch of our summer cottage, I was joking saying “Once I’m back from holiday, I have 30 days to figure out life. And when I’m done, I write a book called 30 Days Of Wohin.”
I didn’t write a book (not yet at least). Instead I wrote mails. Everyone was welcome to follow along as I tried to figure things out.
Everyone? Well… not everyone. In fact, movers only. ‘Cause diggin deep is scary shit. Finding out what you want from this life isn’t easy. It forces you to feel all the feels. Also the ones you don’t want to feel. Think all the thoughts. Also the ones, you don’t want to think.
When everything’s in chaotic motion, setting intentions and working with them helps.
Writing does, too. My yndletters are an extension of my 30 Days Of Wohin journey. ‘Cause that journey showed me:
We need personal human connection more than ever. We need to be more present. Here. In real life. We need to get under our skin and into our heart. We need people, who are getting under our skin and into our heart.
Sending emojis and likes is easy. Facing real life emotions and going the extra mile for one another is hard.
But I believe. We still can. Do this. Connecting. So that we can find back. To ourselves. To one another. To nature.
How? By removing all that shit that's of no use anymore and start pouring in more love. Well...at least that's what I try.
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