bliss in motion

letters from the now #14

Jun 19, 2025

hello friends,

it’s been a month since my last post. Since then, I’ve seen my brother and had a successful coaching run with him. I’ve had a generally intense but fruitful family time. And my girlfriend moved in with me! So yeah, May was different from what I expected, but it was good, it was what it was.

Also in good news, our TREEWEEK preparations are at a point where we’re very close to selling tickets publicly. We’re selling some tickets in closed circles right now, and we will go live with public ticket sales in about 2 weeks.

I have to say, I did miss writing. As so often when summer comes, life starts living itself under the power of the sun, and this flow challenges the disciplines of winter and spring.

The family time and the move all have their place and their priority but they displace my routines and disciplines that, as I feel more and more, are very stabilizing and life giving for me. Gyming, swimming, cooking and writing are those interests and while part of me loves a more ad hoc lifestyle, following the necessities of the moment, other parts, especially across time, are incredibly thirsty for steady repetitions of healthy habits.

My flat is in a funny state, where loving design and utter disarray meet. We moved some things around so it turns into “our” flat and we caught some beautiful waves, but also there is a lot of stuff that doesn’t have a place yet. My ADHD CANNOT … walking past piles of unordered stuff passively saps unbelievable amounts of energy … and so I’m eager to restore order, which allows my attention to flow more unperturbed.

When I don’t write, I feel like I’m not thinking.
When I don’t work out my back starts to hurt.
When I don’t swim there is too much chatter and conflict on my mind.
When I don’t cook I get sad.
When I don’t tidy up I get distracted.

I remember times in which I desire discipline for its own sake. Now, for better and for worse, all necessity of discipline is tied to embodied sensations that each discipline offsets.

On that note,

Maeby

did a values workshop with us, that was so nice, thx <3

At the same time, some very providential timings announce themselves. I try out a coworking space in May but never go, so I ask for cancellation of my contract. It’s just too quiet there, not the right location to get work done for me. But I also sign up for Startup School Berlin, and I’m excited to join a cohort focused on business. They have a coworking space available on two days of the week which is wonderful and plenty, in the area of Berlin where I actually enjoy working the most (Mitte). I enjoy how that comes together.

TREEWEEK TWO is also on a good flow. Without much of a rush we’re putting important visions into place and I have faith that this will be a great level up from last year, and a very magical institution on the 2025 vibe summercamp circuit. On that note, many friends are going and leaving to vibecamp right now — good luck and many blessings to you!

When it comes to my work, I have one mediation client right now, who is posing a very interesting challenge for me. I also got a client for some Unusual Problem Solving (tm), posing pay for a problem that I have a lot of personal interest in. So, there is some flow in the cash department.

Yesterday I’m walking and I’m thinking how I sometimes self-deprecatingly say “blabla, I went for a sabbatical, now I’m broke so I’m back at work”. I know that it’s a bit spiritually risky, but I always find it funny. But I’m deciding to stop saying that I’m broke. The current narrative is: Money is great right now. I’m good on money. And that feels true, actually. New reality loaded. Hell yeah.

eatin local elk like the rich and the famous

And, of course, the move in with my dear Julia is going very well. The first moments of something are always the crucial nucleus, and we did something that I very much like: We frontloaded a lot of worry about this move. For about a year we, and often she, lead(s) a conversation on what worries her about moving in with me, what her needs are in terms of space and freedom in decision making, and her fear of clashing with my established notions and routines around the apartment. And she is always right, these are very reasonable worries.

Having this conversation for a year or so has cemented a solid list of concerns that we know to address dring the time of actually moving in. Which is the week that just passed.

And it feels easy. The days are full of bliss instead of concerns or worries. We know we’re synced up all the way on this, so very little fear or misunderstanding gets triggered, and in doubt we trust each other.

Our relationship is an exercise in outspokenness, especially for Julia, and an exercise in patience and trust, especially for me. We move closer to each others’ communicative tendencies, and understand each other better and better.

It’s a beautiful and blissful love I find myself in, and I’m grateful.