One of the biggest philosophical questions is: Where do we come from? But I also think an equally important question is: Where do we belong?
I asked myself this question recently and came to the realization that everything I have been doing my whole life thus far was for the desperate attempt to belong somewhere. I mean, I was really desperate now that I think about it. It all makes sense. I am naturally a weird guy, but all this buffoonery and clownery I used to do was simply my way of trying to get recognized by the people around me. And the more I joked around, the louder I was, the more desperate for attention and recognition I was. This has been driving me for a long time. I’m sure of it. If all or most of my past actions were some sort of code, then the key to this code was my desperate desire to belong somewhere. Anywhere really. Continue reading “The Desperate Desire To Belong Somewhere”
If it’s starting a new business, playing a new instrument, deciding to travel or asking out that cutesy girl or guy – we all have our own little stories about how everything started. For some it was easier to make their decisions, because it just felt natural to them. For some it was a bit harder and they needed a little nudge out of the door. For me? It was a broken arm and a 20-minute walk that made me a traveler and the person I am today. Continue reading “How A Broken Arm and A 20-Minute Walk Changed My Life”
Gary Vaynerchuck was once asked by a woman to give her three words of inspiration for whenever she is feeling down. His answer? “You’re gonna die.” Let’s ignore for a moment that it’s technically four words (or even five) and just focus on the gravity of those simple words. We are going to die. We all have been given a certain amount of time on this planet and we won’t be here forever. I actually think that facing an end to our life shouldn’t be scary at all. It should be motivating and inspiring. To do what we have to do before it’s too late. Continue reading “Let’s talk about death”
There is this little quote I’ve heard a while ago and it stuck with me ever since. Maybe because I didn’t know back then, that it perfectly described what I would have to do. It says: “Maybe the journey isn’t so much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about un-becoming everything that isn’t really you, so you can be who you were meant to be in the first place.” So here I am, laying it all out, trying to let go of everything, so I can become the person I was meant to be. Continue reading “I’m full of shit”
It’s usually around Christmas and New Years where we spend or want to spend some quality time with our friends and families, but it’s also the time where we usually look back at the past year and reflect about everything that has happened outside and inside our little world. What have we been doing? What goals have we achieved? Which lives have we made better? Have we made our own lives a little better? And ultimately, the question comes up: “What can we do to make the next year, the best year of our lives?”. Continue reading “Take the First Step and Achieve Greatness”
Sometimes people like tell us what we can or should do, or can’t or shouldn’t do anymore, once we hit a certain age. For example, the end of our 20s. Well, they can kindly go screw themselves, because here is the thing. Have you ever thought of the idea that age might not matter? Hypothetically speaking, what do you think would happen if age simply wouldn’t exist anymore? Those two digits erased from our lives. If that would be the case, do you think more people would do the things they really want to do, but in reality don’t, because they use their age as an excuse for not doing it? I personally think so. No, I actually know it, because I’ve met a great many people, who let their actions or inactions be determined by how old they are. But why is that? Continue reading “What’s my age again?”
There is this article called “The hardest part of traveling that no one talks about” that came out almost two years ago now and was a huge hit amongst a lot of travellers. Everyone could relate to this feeling of being completely lost in their home town after spending some time abroad. So much has changed within in you, but seemingly nothing has changed around you.
When I read the article the first time, I hated it. For a reason that wasn’t yet clear to me. There was just something about it that was… wrong. I just knew there was something, that wasn’t mentioned in these words. I just wasn’t sure what exactly it was. Now, two years later and after a long time of thinking about it, I’ve finally decided to write about it and go a little more in-depth. Continue reading “Don’t run away!”