Day 107 – Butterflies in my stomach

Do you know that feeling? Butterflies in your stomach? I see you all thinking. "Is she in love?" Okay, I'm not in love. Or maybe I am. But I am keeping that information for myself. At least for now. I want to write about a different type of butterflies. The butterflies you get when you wake up after a good night sleep and are motivated for a new day. The butterflies you get when you are starting a new project. The butterflies you get when you finally clean up your room, ready to move to new destinations. The butterflies that I feel when I find my purpose.

Day 105 – Sowing for the future

Earlier today I wrote my last night's blog about the future. Some of my friends have this clear picture in their mind of how the future is going to look like. Especially for the other. So as I was writing about our futures, our hippie weddings and 2.4 children, it got me thinking about the uncertainty of future. Don't people always say: live in the moment, don't worry about tomorrow. As someone who has always made plans, always thought about the future, I tend to disagree to some extend.

Day 79 – Staring out of the window

Is it useless? Is it wasting time? Just staring out of the window for a few minutes. Because the sky is so pretty or the sun is warm on your face. Just a moment of thinking about nothing. If I catch myself, my first thought is usually guilt rather than feeling relaxed. That makes me wonder to what extend I have internalized the pressure to be always active. To be useful and to make a difference. Because staring out of the window is just plainly useless, right?

Day 75 – I. am. not. giving. up.

Today's picture is a #throwbackthursday one. There really wasn't anything spectacular to photograph about today, other than utter greyness. It's the dark days before Christmas, you know the story. But that doesn't mean there isn't something beautiful in each day. Today's greyness took me back to when I walked in the beautiful sun of spring. In the spring of 2015 I walked a little bit of the Camino de Santiago in Spain. My first Camino experience was one to never forget. I walked with a group of students from all different backgrounds and it was definitely my highlight of my time living in Spain.

Day 37 – Open gates

I spend my Monday morning on the phone with one of my favourite government organisations regarding my student grants. A bit of patience however brings you a long way and luckily most of the issues got resolved immediately. For the other one I still have to wait 5 more days at least. After a weekend filled with people, building relationships and focusing on worship and learning, it's Monday again. Outside it's grey and dark. A true November day. Monday mornings are not the favourite kind of day for most people. Yet there is something special about this morning compared to the other ones in the week. A new week for work is about to start. It's an open gate.

Day 31 – Circles of wisdom

In yesterday's blog I wrote about being young. About the gift of being young and how you shouldn't feel less of yourself because of your age. So last night I got to sit at the table with two groups of teenagers and how I loved it. The questions, the attitude and yet the desire to learn something. Tough on the outside, but sweet on the inside.

Day 30 – The gift of being young

Being a teenager is both scary and exciting. Makes me sound old, but I like teenagers. I liked being one. Most of the time. I love working with them even more. When you are about 15 or 16, you have a sense of maturity already that you never had before, yet you are also still a little boy or girl. It's this crazy world in which everything changes super fast. Like a field of precious flowers, beautiful and fragile at the same time.

Day 12 – Ambition 101 with Pippi Longstocking

I came across this Pippi quote today. Saw it on a cover of a magazine or something. When I was young, my sister and I would get up early on Saturday mornings and watch TV together. One of the programs was Pippi Longstocking. If you're not familiar with this girl, I'll give you a description about how I remember her. Pippi is a bit of a daredevil. Totally not a fashion queen with her non-matching socks and oversized sweaters. She doesn't care what other people think of her. She is always happy, joyful and adventurous. She is incredibly strong and extremely positive. I was always a bit intimidated by her, because I wanted to be like her.

Week 1 – About beginnings, building bridges and being

So my first week of writing is done. 7 stories are online. 358 stories to go. Okay, that's still a lot. But a decent start is half the work, right? I am truly amazed by the responses of people on this project. So many people that are reading the stories and feel inspired somehow. I can't really get my head around that. Thank you to everyone who has joined me on this journey. Thank you for taking the time to read my thoughts. Thoughts that I don't edit, but are just mine put into words on a screen. In case you haven't followed my blog this week, here is an overview. I will try to write one every week with additional thoughts, funny stories on how people react to the blog posts or just my personal reflection. Enjoy!

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