A day in Kaohsiung that was a an amazing experience of cosmic mirroring and the dazzling shades of love difference. I remember wondering if all my German friends were crazy, and then thinking they probably wondered the same about their American friends. In the end, its love all the same, isnt it? Puppets of Mazu, contemporary art, hiking, shipping ports, and a single (almost) knightly kiss.
Sunset at the cliffs of Madeira and sharing a sweet first kiss and hug with a special someone. Just enjoy the moment
Building up an enormous tent and get to sit alone in the middle of the empty, gigantic tent. Exhausted, but happy :)
A sandwich in taipei
Laying in bed with my newborn baby and sleeping, resting and stroking her soft head.
For years I have been dreaming about being able to live as a Wellbeing practitioner - traveling, teaching, treating and mentoring people on their path. But 2025 began as the year of insecurity and existential crisis for me as I left my old (tech related) career behind with no intention to return, but neither an alternative profession or the resources to live without it. After a full year of tireless days and nights of building my offer, while having financial struggles and self-doubt, one of the most precious moments was when the first person made a full payment for a 6-months mentoring with me. It was so new and unexpected and beautiful and gave me the drive to move on, so that now, I am onboard my 5th client, with eternal gratitude.
I started to listen to myself more and it led to a much freer word :)
The 3 of us at this beautiful archipelago island, immersed in nature in connection with each other. Specifically 2 moments come to mind: one with us journeying with mushrooms and being together in nature and near the water. I felt soo free, so connected, so light. Like all barriers and ego defences where gone. And there it was, this feeling of freedom and love. The other moment was us doing a group hug - a special kind: the duck hug!
re-awakening. realised what i actually wanted with my life than living a life based on mere 'projection'
I went bungee jumping off a bridge in south africa with my partner - it felt precious because it terrified me, and some how, I knew with absolute conviction that I had to do it. I'll hold onto that moment whenever I'm on the verge of terrifying things.
Getting married to my beautiful wife and having the people closest to us attend the wedding! Great to see so many people you care about at the same time
Recently having felt closely connected to someone and starting to build actual trust. Having spent a month together and my first experience of acting in unison with someone, being able to let down my "masks" of daily life and having felt like coming home.
This year I was able to accomplish one of my dreams. After taking back on playing Piano, I was able to play my favourite song after some long training. Im so proud of it!
Developed new deep friendships with people I got to know during turbulent times. Going through shared crises together, I learned what truly matters in life — which also moved me to search for meaningful work.
A precious moment of this year was my first ever trail run race in Madeira. It challenged me in ways I hadn't expected and made me push my limits. For me it was a beautiful journey though and one to remember and take with me.
When I came back to Texas after 4 months and my niece still remembered me! She was about a year old when I first left and although I have spent a lot of time with her as a baby, rocking her to sleep -which took forever, I didn't think I made much of an impact/impression as she was so young. But I would receive messages about how she would sing my name and would recognize my face in photos. She's quite introverted and takes time to warm up to people whenever she first arrives at a scene. However, when she saw me for the first time after 4 months, she had the biggest smile and said "mimi" and went to me immediately! Cutest thing eveeer
Raise the Bar, take further more my limits
a moment that felt precious to me in 2025 was when my grandmother died, my father called to let me know when her mass was going to be. it was a day when my calendar was so full, the thought of spending 7 hours in the car to get there + back felt impossibly overwhelming, even tho it felt important for me to be there. two of my friends, a couple, cleared their workdays to drive me down + back. they told me they wanted to, truly—that was the first miracle. + I chose to believe them—that was the second miracle. letting myself be cared for by friends felt very precious this year.